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// *giggling*
Seth glared slightly at Helena.
“Which one? I’ve got a lot of brothers.”
Helena returned the expression, making it clear she wasn’t one to be messed with. She could tell he was sneaky and would try something. “The one who acts very perfect. He dresses like a cowboy. Gracie calls him Mark.”
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“What are you doing?! G-get off me!”
“I’m not getting off of you until I know you’ve listened to what I have to say. You and your brothers stay away from my sisters and my family. You got that?” Charlotte bared her teeth as she leaned in, her hand forcefully pressed against his shoulder. “If you keep harassing us, you’re all going to end up with your brains splattered on the floor.”
Seth buried his head deeper in Rudy’s chest. The pain that his disease was causing him was getting bigger and bigger with every passing day. He didn’t know how much time he had left, and the thought of dying terrified him. All he wanted right now was to be held by his brother, and to spend as much time as he had left with him.
“N-no. It’s not. But thank you for being here.” he mumbled.
"That’s what brothers are for, right?” Rudy hugged his little brother against his chest and then awkwardly wrapped his arms around him. He wasn’t used to comforting people, it wasn’t a job usually delegated to him but Seth was the exception. Taking care of his little brother was his job and now that Seth was dying, he’d let him cry into his shirt for ten days straight if that’s what made him happy.
“I hate seeing you like this.” He rubbed his back and then hesitated before placing a gentle kiss on the top of Seth’s head. “Mom’s gonna want to put you in a hospital, ya know that? They’ll probably give you medication to make it better.”