Chapter Six

And I just did enough of you to dull the pain

Just to get me through the night 'til we're twins again

'Til we're stripped down to our skeletons again

'Til we're saints just swimming in our sins again

It wasn't until after we got the twins and Audrey into their beds that we finally decided it was time to talk to A.J. about what happened. We walked into his room together, the six year old boy already dressed for bed and sitting on the floor. He had a small book in his hand as he read the words out loud, stopping only for a second when he saw his walking in. He closed his book as he looked at us, giving both of us a sad smile.

"Am I grounded?" He asked, and I tried my hardest not to laugh. I couldn't really tell you why I found that so funny.

"Depends, are you going to tell us what happened?" Niall said quietly, sitting down next to A.J. on the floor. I took that as my cue that I too had to sit on the floor.

Which believe it or not wasn't comfortable.

Not at all.

Why couldn't we sit on the bed? God.

"It's just some boys at school..." A.J. said, looking down at his feet. Niall let out a sigh, our eyes connecting as we both shared the same look.

It was a look mixed with concern and determination.

"Which boys?"

"Just some boys. They're not in the same grade as me... they're older and I don't know their names." A.J. refused to look away from his feet and he was now rocking back and forth much like Jonah did when he would sit down. I suddenly disappointed in myself, dread sinking in my stomach as I remembered the conversation I had with him this morning.

I had made him go.

I had let them hurt him.

Dammit Harry, you really are an idiot.

"What happened A.J.?" Niall asked, his voice so calm and reassuring. A.J. finally looked at us, tears already falling down his cheek as he did so.

"They called me a faggot and they said that I'm a disgrace cause I have two daddies instead of a mummy and a daddy..." A.J. whispered, his voice so quiet and broken that I started to cry myself.

I was angry.

So very angry.

But I couldn't blow up now, not in front of A.J. who was now crying uncontrollably in Niall's arms. Niall and I didn't say anything to him, instead the three of us sat on the floor as he finally let it all out. He held onto Niall like he was a lifeline, like he was the only thing that kept him from falling apart completely.

Even after he had fallen asleep in Niall's arms, he wouldn't let go as Niall tried to put him into his bed.

"He can sleep in our bed tonight..." I whispered, not having the heart to tear him away. Niall nodded before we both walked to our bedroom. I turned on the bedside lamp as Niall lay A.J. back down into our bed. He let go slowly before nuzzling into my pillow. I pulled up the blanket, covering his sleeping form.

"Are you okay?" Niall whispered.

"No. I'm really pissed off right now and I..." I have a frustrated sigh before running a hand through my hair.

"Let's go downstairs... We can talk about this while he gets some sleep." Niall said, giving me a sad smile before walking out of the room. We found ourselves in the kitchen, Niall sitting at the counter while I stood in front of him. My hands rested on the counter as Niall waited for me to explode.

But I wasn't going to explode.

"He's six. I don't give a f uck how much older those kids are... You don't call a six year old a faggot." I said slowly, looking up at Niall.

"They don't understand what they're saying..." Niall said.

"Are you seriously defending them?" I asked, looking at Niall with my jaw locked as I tried my hardest not to be angry.

It was so hard not to be angry.

"I'm not defending them." Niall sighed, already dealing with me like I was a child.

"You sure? Because for a second there it sounded like you were. Niall, they're f ucking using him like a punching bag. Did you not see his face? Did you not see it?"

"I saw it. I saw what they did and I am in no way saying that what they did was okay because it wasn't. I'm just as upset as you are Harry..." Niall said calmly, which in turn just irritated me more. He always did this.

He always looked at the positives and failed to see the bigger picture.

It was f ucking annoying.

"We're taking him out of that school." I said, not even giving Niall room to protest. I walked out of the kitchen in that moment, grabbing my car keys and a jacket that hung on the coat rack. Niall came after me, grabbing my shoulder before I walked out.

"Where are you going?" He asked, almost as if he was daring me to leave. I sighed before turning to look at him.

"I'm going for a drive. I need to clear my head." I said, annoyed with the fact that he wouldn't just let me do what I wanted. He didn't say anything after that, but the look of disappointment was clear on his face as I turned back around. I walked outside, not caring that Niall was angry with me.

There's nothing new with that.

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So we've found out what's going on with A.J., well a little of it anyways.

And aren't we ever so happy with our narry tempers? Jesus, they're always mad at each other I s2g

Anyways, I posted a new story this afternoon. It's called Twin Skeletons and the cover is in the multimedia. After this authors note I'll put the description. It would mean a lot if you guys went and checked it out, but you don't have to lol.

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