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Vergil gives his usual blank stare,"Really? That's your big idea. You know father doesn't want us playing with them."
"Oh come on, wimp. We've borrowed his guns before."
Walking away Vergil sighs,"Do you remember how much trouble we we're in?"
Running after him I argue,"Hold on. If we go into the woods and besides, Dad isn't even here..."
Cutting me off he turns to look at me,"No, we're not using them. He may not be here,but those are for when we grow up. You know if he found out, when he comes back he'd..."
"You really think he's still coming back? It's been a year now, and we haven't heard a word from him."
He looks down now,"You know he'll be back. He wouldn't leave us like that."
"Of course he wouldn't."
I'm done. I walk down stairs and sit on the couch. Dad left about a year ago. He never said if he would be ack or not because he said that he didn't know what would happen. The worst part is no one ever told us why he left. Dad told us he was leaving a day before he left, and Mom won't say why. She misses him. She's changed since he left....Vergil and her miss him, I've let it go. They both hope that he'll come back one day....I've lost hope at this point, and I don't care anymore.
Vergil sits on the other couch, cornered next to mine. I keep looking at the wall while he looks at the floor infront of him. Mom comes over, grabbing a chair and sitting infront of us,"What happened?"
Neither one of us replies.
She looks from Vergil to me,"Come on. Did you two get in an argument?"
Vergil,"Dante wanted to play something, that's why he took my book. I didn't want to play his game and now were here."
Mom looks at me,"That explains the yelling, but more happened than that. What did you want to play?"
I look up at her then to the ground,"Nothing..."
Vergil,"He wanted to fight with Dad's swords."
"Yeah....Then he said Dad was coming back and I said he wasn't and then we stopped talking to each other and then we came down here. Happy?"
Mom looks at me again,"Honestly, I don't know what's going to happen but Dante can believe what he wants to. Vergil, you can believe what you want to. There's no reason to argue over that."