Compare And Contrast. Alfred Alternate Ending
Alfred internally screamed at himself.
He wished he hadn't sent that letter in, he wished he had gotten a denial.
He had just walked out on his lover and ex boyfriend. He had just told him they were breaking up because he wanted to leave for Iraq.
How stupid.
"Good morning," Alfred said at the beginning of the day. "Good evening," he said in the evening. He was staying at his brother Matthew's place, as he knew Matthew would either comfort him or leave him alone. He would definitely not make fun of Alfred.
This was a serious matter, and when he sat alone in the silence of the spare bedroom, he could almost hear Arthur's broken voice, broken and quiet.
"You're...you're breaking up with me?" He struggled out. There were tears streaming down his face, and you could see the pain in his eyes.
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Arthur had once told Alfred a tale of the man who would never move on. He would never face his fears. He would never find his own way home. He ended up sad and alone.
When Arthur told this story, he had a tinge of experience in his eyes and voice. He had gone through it before, himself.
Perhaps that's how Arthur was feeling. Like the man who would never move on.
Alfred had been in Iraq for longer than he could remember, and he was less of the boisterous child that everyone thought of him as before he had come here.
He had seen so many people die, heard so many stories of families, hopes and dreams that were never fully lived out. And they were to stay that way.
Hopes are no longer hopes when they have no possibility of working. At that point, they are merely dreams.
"I want this moment to last forever," Arthur once said, when they were laying, cuddled in Alfred's bed. Alfred completely agreed. He nodded, kissing Arthur's forehead. "I want you here with me forever."
He never acted upon that want. It was not a hope, it was a dream. There was no way Arthur would marry
He wished he hadn't sent that letter in, he wished he had gotten a denial.
He had just walked out on his lover and ex boyfriend. He had just told him they were breaking up because he wanted to leave for Iraq.
How stupid.
"Good morning," Alfred said at the beginning of the day. "Good evening," he said in the evening. He was staying at his brother Matthew's place, as he knew Matthew would either comfort him or leave him alone. He would definitely not make fun of Alfred.
This was a serious matter, and when he sat alone in the silence of the spare bedroom, he could almost hear Arthur's broken voice, broken and quiet.
"You're...you're breaking up with me?" He struggled out. There were tears streaming down his face, and you could see the pain in his eyes.
"Yes, …show more content…
Arthur had once told Alfred a tale of the man who would never move on. He would never face his fears. He would never find his own way home. He ended up sad and alone.
When Arthur told this story, he had a tinge of experience in his eyes and voice. He had gone through it before, himself.
Perhaps that's how Arthur was feeling. Like the man who would never move on.
Alfred had been in Iraq for longer than he could remember, and he was less of the boisterous child that everyone thought of him as before he had come here.
He had seen so many people die, heard so many stories of families, hopes and dreams that were never fully lived out. And they were to stay that way.
Hopes are no longer hopes when they have no possibility of working. At that point, they are merely dreams.
"I want this moment to last forever," Arthur once said, when they were laying, cuddled in Alfred's bed. Alfred completely agreed. He nodded, kissing Arthur's forehead. "I want you here with me forever."
He never acted upon that want. It was not a hope, it was a dream. There was no way Arthur would marry