the confrontation. richards POV

I ran.. I knew Cyrus needed me to be there and I wanted to apologize for my harsh words but I had to go. The nurses and doctors looked at me weird because I was running across the hallways further and further away from my son's hospital room.

As I was running I ran into a wall because I couldn't stop crying from thinking about everything I did. I quickly went to the bathroom to see the mark. As I went inside i looked at myself in the mirror and there was a big red mark around my left eye. I started rinsing my face off with water to get some of my senses back..

Suddenly I saw the makeup coming off.. I started fumbling with my coat.. where WAS IT?! WHERE..

I looked at myself in the mirror and my eyes went wide.. the long, wide scar that went across my whole face was starting to show up.. I went wide eyed as I looked at how I was lying to everyone.. I quickly kept fumbling with my coat.. it wasn't here, out of anger I threw my coat at the mirror.

Then I heard something drop out of one of the pockets.. the foundation.. I quickly put it on, I calmed down a bit but I was still on the verge of a mental breakdown by how angry and upset I was right now.

Luckily the foundation was so thick, it covered the scar perfectly. I finally put back on my coat and went back outside to go where I needed too.. I walked out of the hospital and I walked and walked. I looked in alleyways and sketchy areas where I knew I'd find him.

I searched and searched until I stopped.. I walked over, it was dark and I knew he'd be in here yet I knew I had to at least talk to him after all these years.

"Casper.. I'm sorry please forgive me but leave Cyrus out of this okay?"

he looked at me.. my own brother looked at me and I froze.. I could tell he was angry.. upset even. It was valid but I just wanted to say sorry..

Casper looked at me and faced his whole way at me.. "Lou.. I'll never forgive you.. and Cyrus who is he?.."

I froze.. his voice sounded so deep and raspy.. and I knew why, but I never told Casper I had a son. "Cyrus is my son.. your nephew.." he immediately looked at me and went wide eyed.. "You.. Cyrus.. the.. Lou.. I.." I looked at him.. and I came closer. "I named Cyrus after you.. mom said she didn't even want me to name him Casper but I wanted it to sound like your name so.. I'm sorry.. for everything.. Cyrus reminds me of you so much and I'm so sorry.." I broke down crying.. I didn't want to wake up everyday to be having to remember my same mistakes.. and making more mistakes because of my stupid actions..

I looked up and saw my brother.. and Casper started laugh. Hard. Then he pulled off his hood and I was horrified. Then he got angry and upset..

"YOU EXPECT ME TO FORGIVE YOU AFTER YOU DID THIS TO ME?!"

I knew I'd done him harsh but this was way worse than I anticipated..

He.. his whole entire face was covered in burns and scars.. his skin looked like it was melting off, he had hair but there were some patchy spots from burns.. on his scalp. And he was.. deformed looking.. one of his eyes irises were completely white because it was burned off.. however on his other eye it was a dark brown.. and his hair that wasn't burned off was dark brown as well.

even tho he was not that much younger than "Richard" Casper still looked younger than Lou.. Casper looked like he was in his late 30s.. yet it was bad.. he looked like a monster yet he was made a monster and wasn't born one.