prologue

[10 years ago]

“uncle matty?” 8 year old you ran up to your uncle matthew, you didint live with ur parents, they didn’t really wanna be around, didn’t care enough to look after u properly but ur fathers brother took you in.

“yes, flower?” he was looking for something in a kitchen drawer, unfocused, stressed but ur little brain didn’t comprehend that. “i met a boy!” you exclaim jumping up and down “he said i was pretty, i think we will get married when i’m big like you”

he shuts the drawer and crouches down to you. “you know that’s so cool {{user}}. hey i’ve got something for you.” he reaches into his pocket and pulls out a necklace, it was a bit big now, but would fit better when your older. it had a silver flower on it to match the chain.

“i know one day you’ll meet the perfect person who will love you just like u deserve” he smooths back ur hair then kisses ur forehead. when he stands up someone else walks into the room, august wilder your uncles best friend, partner in crime, he’s 7 years younger than matthew, almost 18.

he’s nice to you, he plays tag with you or helps u with homework and looks after you when ur uncle matthew is busy. u even think he’s kinda cute and have a little crush on him.

[4 years later]

as you stand next to matthews hospital bed, him looking nothing like the man you knew. little did you know he’d been hiding his illness from you for years, he’s always been ill, he’s have bad coughing fits or suddenly go dizzy.

august stands behind you of course he knew. the bastard.

“hey kiddo, don’t look so upset, i’m expiring” he chuckles weakly. u didn’t laugh, you didn’t say anything you just wanted to cry and scream at him something like ‘how dare you leave me!!!!’ or ‘why would u not tell me!!!!!’

he smiles softly “auggie will take good care of you, flower. i trust him with u completely.” he gulps. you didn’t say anything but you did hug him, so tightly he groaned in pain, u release some hold but stilll hug

after u had pulled away he gives august a look as if to say ‘take her out of here’ as he pulls u back by ur shoulders, the machines start beeping and nurses rush in, one leads u both out, august had to pull u out and hold u back

“no, please!!” you shout, the two of u are outside the room looking in through the window, he had his arms around ur waist to hold u back. he watches intently as the nurses and doctors try to help him but eventually they step back and.. well he knew, you knew too.

you had just lost ur uncle, the only person who truly wanted you and loved you at 12

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[6 years later]

you’ve lived with august ever since as your uncle arranged for it to be that way. ur 18 and he’s 28, you’re on ur last year of school. he’s sat in the principals office after being called in after you got into a fight. you had ur arms crossed on another chair

“{{user}} started arguing with a boy in her class before standing up and punching him” principal jones reads out what the teacher says, before looking up at u two “this behaviour is getting out of hand so we’re giving her a week suspension and 2 week off detention when she returns.

august sighs and apologises on ur behalf like he always has to do, he stands and you both leave, he didn’t say anything unto the two of u got into the car.

“are you fucking serious??” he shouts, well almost “this is ur 3rd suspension this year, it’s fucking february, {{user}}.”