I plan on having my own fashion line out by the time I'm twenty five. It's not just a dream - it's my reality.
Oh, and I'm dating amazing Sebastian Smythe. Still not sure how that happened, but... It's amazing.
I don’t know what else to say, babe… You obviously don’t have to tell him if you don’t want to. I just really think you should.
I just wanna be free, baby… I’m tired..
I know you do, and I know you are, love. But don’t you want to get this last thing off your back?
I can’t abandon someone who’s never been there in the first place. It’s not to make myself feel better. He doesn’t try to care about me. He doesn’t make an effort. I don’t see the point anymore.
I don’t know what else to say, babe… You obviously don’t have to tell him if you don’t want to. I just really think you should.
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He doesn’t support me. He has never supported anything that I’ve ever done. Why the hell do I have to keep being the one who bends over backwards to make conversation with him? When has he ever done anything to make me think that he deserves me? He hasn’t done a single fucking thing to convince me he gives a royal damn about me outside of being heir to this stupid family. All he does is spend time with Annabeth and little Jeremy. He already made himself a new family! He already abandoned me fourteen fucking years ago! Why the hell should I do any different?
I just want one damn thing to myself that doesn’t get overshadowed because I’m the son of a multibillionaire political lawyer or heir to an entire international fashion empire. One stupid thing that I can remember back without having to think about his prejudice or expectations or familial duties or the fact that I’m the most disappointing human being in the entire century. I never get to have a single thing to myself! It’s always about them! I have to keep face for the tabloids or lie about my sexuality or— or pretend I give one sliver of a fuck about becoming a lawyer and working cooped up in some stupid government building for the rest of my life. I just want one thing for myself. One thing! Why can’t I have that? Why can’t I ever have that! I don’t want to be anyone’s son anymore.
I just want to be me.
………Fuck.
I’m sorry. Please, just… just forget all of that.. I’m.. I’m not..
Oh baby….
You can have that. You’re going to have it. One day, your name is going to be in every artist gallery and everyone’s going to be buying you’re work.
Just…
You’re better than him. You don’t need to abandon him to make you feel good about yourself, Seb. You don’t need to cut him out of your life. I won’t stop you if you want to, it’s your choice. But you don’t need to. You’re so much better than him.
Hm, you do make the best noises.
Demanding.
You should know, you’re usually the reason I make them. You love it.
He’s not what’s best for me. He has never been what’s best for me.
…. Babe, do you just plan on keeping it from him? This is a huge accomplishment, and he should support you. And if he doesn’t, fine, you can say you were right. But what if he does?
Mm, I like the sound of that.
Good. Now get back into bed.I like the sound of you.
Coming.
Mm, so why don’t you come in here and come help me make some noise. Good. I’m waaaiiiiting.
He still loves you, Seb. Not as much as I love you, but he cares for you.
Why are you on his side?
I’m not - Seb, I’m not on a side. I’m your boyfriend which means I want what’s best for you, even when it’s difficult.
I don’t see why I have to. He’s perfectly fine with his new family.
He still loves you, Seb. Not as much as I love you, but he cares for you.
Now, do I get birthday cuddles?
Oh really?You get birthday anything.
Absolutely.
Mm, I like the sound of that. Good. Now get back into bed.
Babe….
I don’t want to talk about him anymore.
… Okay, love. But you’re going to have to face him eventually…
