Arthur blinked and as he realized what was going on, he became alarmed. He started to look for a place to hide.
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Alfred could soon see the park coming into view. He bolted into it and began looking around for Arthur.
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Arthur was hiding behind a large tree, his heart racing.
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Alfred knew he was would be hiding, but not very well. He was always terrible at hide and seek... For a minute, he was tempted to just break down and cry, but he knew that if he did that Arthur would only laugh at him for weakness.
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Arthur just peered around the tree to see Alfred and he instantly felt bad.
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Alfred was too in his moments to take notice to this. He just let his head fell down and be held by his hands, a headache beginning.
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Arthur sighed and came out from behind the tree, walking over to him.
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Alfred looked up as he heard a twig snap, getting closer to him. His face was all red and blotchy, and now he was crying... "Wh-What the hell, man? I-I was just fucking worried about you..." he stammered out and you know he was telling the truth because of how much "special language" he was using...
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"Jesus, I didn't think you would cry over me..." He said, hugging him.
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Alfred hid his face again. "You fuckin scared the shit outta me. And when you started yelling at me over the phone," his voice was too shaky to allow his to finish the sentence.
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"I'm sorry....." He muttered
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(bitch...)Alfred shook his head. "Why?" he asked. "Why do you always do this to me?"
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"What do you mean?"
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"W-Why do you always get mad so easily? Why do you always walk out on the worst moments? Why do you seem to never care about anything but yourself?" he asked. He could feel the tears staining both his shirt and face.
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"That's no true and you know it!" He growled.
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That made Alfred pick up his head a bit and glare at Arthur. He knew his words would only hurt himself even more, so he just gave up. He shook his head, clenching his teeth together and glaring at him. He then ripped away from Arthur and turned around storming away.
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"W-wait!" he ordered, stomping after him.
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Alfred just walked faster. Now he was at a running pace, the tears flying off his face as he ran faster.
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Arthur just ran after him, catching up
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Alfred just ran faster. This is what he meant, anytime Arthur got mad and Alfred would try to mad him, well, not mad, it would ways result in Alfred being the one sad and Arthur would either eave it alone and let him cry, or chase after him and make things worse. "J-Just st-stop... Pl-please..." his body was too weak to go on. He feet made a sudden halt and he fell to the ground, laying on his stomach and covering his face.