"Please don't start on that," Amycus said, looking back at her. "I get enough of that from my parents," he added, making certain to keep his cigarette away from her. That was the only concession he was willing to make on the matter.
"She did. And now that she is talking to me again, I know that I don't ever want to go through that again. That was the hardest 24 hours of my life Cissy," he told her his voice trailing off quietly at the end. He didn't think he'd survive it if Alecto ever got that angry with him again. He looked Cissy in the eye before saying seriously, "I can't live without her Cissy. I don't know how and I don't think I want to learn." He wasn't sure how else to explain the way he felt about Alecto. She was one of the few people that he cared about and no one else came anywhere close to being as important to him as she was.
"I don't think you know him as well as you think," he told her a little bitterly. "I don't think he cares who he hurts to get what he wants," he added. He and Lucius rarely got along these days. They might put on a good front when their housemates were around but it was mostly an act. Or at least it was on Amycus' side. He gave a soft sarcastic laugh at her telling him to chin up and not dwell on the past but didn't react to it beyond that.
He noticed her raised eyebrow and looked away, suddenly concerned that he might have said too much. "I'm not sure," he said softly. "I don't want him controlling my life through threats, Cissy. And what if she decides she can't forgive me after she finds out?" he asked her, feeling a little better for voicing his worst fear.