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Colby looks over at Don as the two of them enter the Eppes house. Colby catches Charlie when Charlie leaps at Don and he carries Charlie away from his older brother. "Charlie, stop. Don's here to talk, so please, listen."
"Chuck, I'm sorry. Please, just hear me out."
Charlie screams incoherently and grabs a nearby book, throwing it at Don who easily evades it. "Charlie," Colby snaps, setting him down and shaking him once. Charlie stops and just stares at Colby. "Listen to him. No, there's no excuse for what he did, but just listen to him."
"I'm sorry, Chuck. I'm sorry. I know I slept with your girlfriend, but... She came to me and I'm not trying to make excuses. You freaked her out when you asked her to marry you. She thought we'd had a moment... and maybe we did, but tell me to not see her again and I won't."
Charlie turns away. "You can have her. If she'd lower herself to sleep you, god only knows who else she'd sleep with."
Don frowns. "Well, fine then. You know Charlie, you'll have to talk to her sooner or later. She was living here."
"Was. Past tense. Now get out of my house." Charlie points at the door. "I do not want a traitor in my house."
Colby opens his mouth but Don storms out and slams the door shut. "Charlie. That's your brother. You love him."
"I hate him, Colby." Charlie turns, glaring at him.
"Okay. Okay, you hate him." Colby sighs and pulls Charlie close, hugging him. "Thank you for listening to him at least."
"Colby, will it ever stop hurting?"
"I think it will have to get better soon." Colby closes his eyes when Charlie moves closer and he rubs Charlie's back.