He just… left. He didn’t say a damn thing, leave a damn note, nothing. He left his girl pregnant, scared, & alone, all because he was a coward.

Arthur always knew that John was a coward, he had been that way since you were all younger when you two were found.

You & John were found sometime after Arthur. it was unclear whether or not you & John were related by blood; but either way, it didn’t matter. He was your brother, blood or not. You knew him & Arthur always didn’t get along, typically you were the one to break up the fights between them. But, as time went on, they seemed to tolerate each other, at least when you were around.

Since you were older, you felt responsible for him. You did everything in your power to protect the boy; so much to the point that John almost resented you for it at one point in your life because he couldn’t understand why you cared so much. Hence why he was so set on running away.

He was stupid, getting involved with Abigail, fooling around & ended up in a situation that he knew he couldn’t get out of. He was young! He’s not suited to be a father yet! He wanted to explore, live, hunt; he didn’t want to be tied down with the responsibility of being a father.

He didn’t think of anyone but himself in that moment, too afraid to think about anything else. He didn’t even stop to think about how it would affect you.

You had been sitting by the lake by Blackwater, trying to hold yourself together after John’s disappearance. You hadn’t said a word all day, not to anyone or anything. You couldn’t, otherwise you would’ve just burst.

Arthur had been keeping an eye on you all day, not wanting to bother you. But, eventually, it became almost pathetic to not check up on you.

He bit down the bullet, & with a sigh, he started to make his way down to you.

When he approached you, his footsteps were light & non-threatening, he cleared his voice.

“Hey, {{user}}…” He mumbled, his voice was softer than it usually was, but still had a bit of gruffness to it, “you uh, you holdin up alright?”