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----1996----

"Daddy, I need you to pick me up!" 
Eight-year-old Matteo whined as he went up on his tippy toes but was still unable to reach some toppings on the counter. Cameron came over with a chuckle, picking him up so he could reach some pizza toppings.
    "You sure you don't want me to put them on for you, kiddo?"
     "Nooo! I wanna! I'm big now."
Cameron chuckled. 
     "Alrighty, then."

Matteo used a spoon to pour some of the pizza sauce over the pizza, giggling some as he licked the spoon afterwards. 
    "Matty!" Cameron chuckled. Matteo just laughed as he put the spoon to the side. He started to put on other toppings of his choice, saying each toppings name as he did so.
    "Woah, kiddo, slow down, you're forgetting something," Cameron told him. Matteo thought for a moment before gasping, slapping his hands over his mouth.
      "Nooo! I forgot the cheese!"

"It's okay, baby," Cameron assured. Usually when teaching people to make pizzas he'd be stricter, but this was his very cute kid and if he didn't like the cheese on top of the toppings, well then it's a learning experience. 
     "Just put the cheese on now."

Matteo put the cheese on and giggled excitedly as he was put down and Cameron put the pizza in the oven. Cameron turned to face Matteo and laughed, kneeling down to his level.
     "You have some sauce on your face."

Matteo licked it off and giggled. Cameron just smiled and kissed his head. 
    "Good boy," he praised.

----1998----

Matteo giggled as he stayed up late past his bedtime, playing on his gameboy in bed as he kept looking out for either of his parents. Alice knew that he was awake from the mischievous giggling, lurking outside the door before starting to open it slowly.

Matteo gasped, hiding his gameboy under his pillow as he pretended to be asleep, making fake snoring noises. Alice rolled her eyes playfully, hiding so that when he checked to see if the coast was clear she wouldn't be in sight.

Once Matteo thought he was safe, he sat up facing his pillows, giggling since he thought he got away with it. However, Alice was sneaking up to him, suddenly grabbing him, making him squeal and then start to laugh as he was tickled. 
    "You're supposed to be in bed!"

Through the laughter Matteo managed to get out, "sorry, mommy, I wanted to play more." Alice tsked, sitting him down.
   "Save your game, then I'll tuck you in," she told him. Matteo did as he was told, Alice tucking into bed as he kissed his head.
   "Goodnight, honey."
   "Night, night, mama."

----1999----

Matteo kept his legs crossed tightly as he waddled over to his father and tugged on the man's shirt, pulling his own shirt down slightly to cover something. 
   "Papa," he whispered shamefully. Cameron gave his son a kind and gentle smile as he turned around to look at him. 
   "I had another accident," Matteo looked down. Cameron frowned and led him to the bathroom to clean up.
    "Poor baby...Do you have any idea why this keeps happening?" Matteo shrugged. 

For a couple months now, Matteo was frequently having accidents like these - both awake and asleep. It started at a similar time to when Cameron let some relatives babysit him, but neither he nor Alice made that connection.
     "I'm sorry, daddy." Cameron kissed his head.
     "It's not your fault, baby." 

----2000----

"Smile for the camera, Matty!"

Alice smiled as she took a picture of Matteo holding a baby Akio with the biggest grin on his face.
    "You're a big bubby now!" Alice grinned. Matteo giggled as he held Akio close, kissing his nose. 
     "I can play with him once he's a little older!" He looked at Akio with a massive smile.
      "Hi, Akio, welcome to the world. And you're lucky enough to be blessed with having the best big brother - yours truly-"

Cameron rolled his eyes playfully as he watched this, taking Akio from Matteo's hands. 
   "He needs a nap now, Matty."
   "I'll guard him-"
   "You'll - I - you don't have to do that-"

Matteo pouted.
    "I'll guard him!" Cameron sighed.
    "Okay, fine-"

----2004----

"Matteo!" Cameron angrily entered Matteo's room, throwing down a plastic baggy of cocaine onto the end of his bed.
   "Care to explain why I found this in your room this morning?!"

Matteo looked up from his GameBoy Advance, clearly unbothered. 
    "I dunno."
    "Oh so it just grew a pair of legs and wandered into your room?!"
    "I guess."

Cameron took the GameBoy out of his hands and put it to the side, making Matteo groan. Cameron sighed, sitting down next to him.
    "What's been up with you? You've...Been so distant lately," he reached his hand towards his son, only for it to be slapped away. 
     "Don't touch me!" Matteo warned. 

"Okay, okay," Cameron murmured.
     "But...You know you can come and talk to me about anything, right?" Matteo bit his lip.
     "Yeah."
     "Good, so when I ask you this next question, you'll answer with the truth?" Matteo gave him eye contact.
      "Yes."
      "Are you okay?"
      "I'm fine."

----2007----

"Fuck." Matteo stated plainly, looking at Carmen's dead body, holding her in his arms and shaking uncontrollably. "Shit, I'm so sorry," he sobbed. "I didn't...I-I didn't mean to.."

Shakily, he got out his phone and called 911, turning himself in.

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Matteo held a phone to his ear in prison, listening carefully to his mother yelling. No speaking, only listening. 

"Let me make this fucking clear. You are not my son anymore, and you don't get to call me your mother anymore. I don't want anything to do with you, and you can rot in jail for all I care. If you died, I wouldn't care, in fact, I encourage it. See you fucking never."

Matteo took a deep breath as he walked back to his cell, trying hard not to break down. That night he would hold a pillow tightly, pretending it was Carmen, like he would do for another fifteen years.

----2017----

Alice was doing completely fine shaking people's hands with a small smile until the casket had closed. She almost immediately broke down, crying as only a mother who lost her oldest son could cry.
    "I'm sorry," she sobbed.
    "When I said I wouldn't care, I didn't mean it, I swear, please say it's a joke, it has to be," she fell to her knees unable to stop herself from crying anymore.
     "My baby boy is in there," she cried.
     "It's my fault."