Warning! This chapter has strong language and mentions of graphic violence!
Ed's POV
I looked at Roy nervously. He kindly smiled at me. "Sure thing Ed." He replied. I couldn't help but smile brightly, and hug him tightly. "Thank you..." I said quietly, nuzzling my head gently into his shoulder. He gasped softly but wrapped his arms around me. My emotions suddenly exploded, and I couldn't but begin to cry quietly. "Ed....?" Roy asked softly. "Sorry." I apologized quietly. "Hearing someone call me Ed just....means a lot to me...." I sniffled. Roy smiled sadly at me, and cupped my cheek. "I'll call you Ed as much as you want...." He replied, using him thumb to wipe my tears. "It's a promise then...?" I asked softly. "It's a promise." He replied. I smiled softly and nodded.
Roy's POV
"Your majesty, we should get going." Hawkeye stated. I nodded and let go of Ed. We walked towards Hohenheim and bowed. "Thank you for allowing us to stay. We'll be on our way now." I explained. As Hawkeye and I walked, I looked at her. "Something wrong Sir?" Hawkeye asked. I nodded. "Yeah. Edlyn asked me to call her Ed, and she got really emotional when I said yes, and she hugged me." I began. Hawkeye raised an eye brow. "It seems she's become rather fond of you Sir." She replied. "That's not what was weird. Ed seems more like a young boy than a young girl...." I explained. She looked at me in shock. "There's something else going on here, and I have a bad feeling about it...."
Ed's POV
I was a whimpering mess on the ground in my room. Hohenheim's beating had been a rough, and harsh one. I had whip marks all over me, and bruises.
-Flash Back-
"How dare you make the prince do your work!" He shouted. "F-Father, I'm s-sorry! I c-cut my hand, and h-he offered to help....!" I exclaimed. "Bullshit! Your stupid hand doesn't matter!" He replied, hitting me across the back. I yelped in pain. I could feel the blood dripping down my back. "You better learn your fucking place bitch." He growled, hitting me again. "And once again!" He yelled. "Your." Hit. "Name." Slap. "Isn't." Hit, scream. "Edward!" When he was done, Hohenheim grabbed my shirt and put me close to his face. "It's Edlyn. So stop acting so damn defiant! No wonder why Trisha wanted to leave so badly. Her daughter's a dumbass, who can't see where she fucking belongs." He spit in my face. "Your a disgrace."
-End Of Flash Back-
I whimpered as I tried to stand up to go to bed. My entire body ached from all of that. Blood was dripping all over the place, and my bruises and whip marks began to sting. That's when I came to a conclusion.

My life is absolute hell

Hey guys! Sorry I haven't updated in a while, and sorry this story is so dark >~< anyways, hope you enjoyed, and I'll see you all next chapter! Bai!