08-28-2020, 05:31 PM
#1b2763[align=center][div style="width: 430px; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-size: 6pt; letter-spacing: 1.5px; word-spacing: 0px; line-height: 12px; color: #000"]He wasn’t ready for this. He wasn’t ready and he wasn’t sure he would ever be ready. Perhaps most children could only dream to have a father as undoubtedly likeable as William, but he never quite saw himself as the paternal type. If anything, the very notion of having to provide for some mealy-mouthed growth had him squirming uncomfortably in his skin. He didn’t enjoy that feeling very much; that feeling of being forced into a corner when he wanted to be free.
William could point the finger all he wanted if it would keep him satisfied, but that would be a temporary alleviation to something which would have a far more grave result afterwards. If Joey wasn’t so unjustifiably mistrustful of William’s suggestion of terminating the pregnancy somehow, they could have avoided the inevitable: a lifetime of serving a brat that they created. Who in their right mind would willingly procreate? In all truth, William saw children as nothing more than a liability and impediment.
At least, the very worst case, he could absolve all responsibility he would have for the child when it was old enough to fend for itself. Life wasn’t that difficult to survive in, granted the kid would need to know the right people - they’d learn that in time. Best case scenario, the child would not have made it during the birth - that would be the greatest relief.
Understandably, Joey had become less of an object of desire to him and more so an obstacle to overcome, especially following the proposal that had gone so horribly wrong. It was such a pitiful position to be thrust into - absolute rejection. On the bright side, it seemed many people also sympathised with him. After all, he was the poor charming man who’d just had his heart so woefully broken by a stone cold bitch.
Joey was treading a fine line with William.
Eddie had insisted, not long after the announcement of the birth, that William ought to eventually visit his new spawn. ❝ You need to do the right thing and be there for Joey. ❞ William scowled, feet kicked up comfortably as he sat reading a novel. Eddie certainly couldn’t talk - being there for the mother of his children? No, no, Eddie was far too busy getting cosy with all the wrong people. Abstinence wasn’t always such a terrible idea, William contemplated as the only thing he’d take away from that conversation.
Begrudgingly, William eventually found himself wandering towards the room where Joey and their new child was, Eddie leading him into the room as if he didn’t trust William to turn up on his own accord. Eddie was right in thinking so; William didn’t even get to finish the chapter he was reading.
He stepped into the room, peeking his head over Eddie’s shoulder to look at the people who were already in the room. Joey’s family, Freddie - God, this was uncomfortable. William stayed close to the door as vacant features observed the cot nearby. He craned his neck from side to side - almost irritable that he’d been forced into a situation he wanted to avoid for longer. Instead, he flitted his gaze over to look at Freddie, then over towards Seb. ❝ Look at my niece, guys! ❞ He exclaimed. So, it was a girl. William leaned against the wall nearby the door, outright refusing to step further into the room. Unable to see his own child because having to see her would only affirm the reality of his new, dreadful life.
He glanced towards Eddie as he saw the leader stop to stand nearby Maxine, his hand raising to rest softly on the small of her back. ❝ She’s beautiful, ‘ey? ❞ He heard Eddie say to Max; if they adored the baby so much, why couldn’t they just do Joey and him the favor of whisking away the kid and claiming it as their own? This was disgusting.
❝ Have you two thought of what you’re going to name her? ❞ Eddie then asked, glancing over his shoulder to look at Joey and William. William slowly tipped his head to the side to look towards Joey, utterly disinterested, as he waited for her response. He didn’t know what to call her and quite frankly he didn’t care. He shrugged his shoulders impassively at Joey, and then looked towards Eddie. ❝ Frodo? ❞ Lighthearted sarcasm. William casually folded his arms across his chest. Eddie didn’t laugh, instead his brows bunching together with a look of mild displeasure, enough to make William want to roll his eyes before Eddie looked back to Joey.
Eddie should have left William with his Lord of the Rings trilogy. William was enjoying it more than standing around and having to face his problems head-on.
William could point the finger all he wanted if it would keep him satisfied, but that would be a temporary alleviation to something which would have a far more grave result afterwards. If Joey wasn’t so unjustifiably mistrustful of William’s suggestion of terminating the pregnancy somehow, they could have avoided the inevitable: a lifetime of serving a brat that they created. Who in their right mind would willingly procreate? In all truth, William saw children as nothing more than a liability and impediment.
At least, the very worst case, he could absolve all responsibility he would have for the child when it was old enough to fend for itself. Life wasn’t that difficult to survive in, granted the kid would need to know the right people - they’d learn that in time. Best case scenario, the child would not have made it during the birth - that would be the greatest relief.
Understandably, Joey had become less of an object of desire to him and more so an obstacle to overcome, especially following the proposal that had gone so horribly wrong. It was such a pitiful position to be thrust into - absolute rejection. On the bright side, it seemed many people also sympathised with him. After all, he was the poor charming man who’d just had his heart so woefully broken by a stone cold bitch.
Joey was treading a fine line with William.
Eddie had insisted, not long after the announcement of the birth, that William ought to eventually visit his new spawn. ❝ You need to do the right thing and be there for Joey. ❞ William scowled, feet kicked up comfortably as he sat reading a novel. Eddie certainly couldn’t talk - being there for the mother of his children? No, no, Eddie was far too busy getting cosy with all the wrong people. Abstinence wasn’t always such a terrible idea, William contemplated as the only thing he’d take away from that conversation.
Begrudgingly, William eventually found himself wandering towards the room where Joey and their new child was, Eddie leading him into the room as if he didn’t trust William to turn up on his own accord. Eddie was right in thinking so; William didn’t even get to finish the chapter he was reading.
He stepped into the room, peeking his head over Eddie’s shoulder to look at the people who were already in the room. Joey’s family, Freddie - God, this was uncomfortable. William stayed close to the door as vacant features observed the cot nearby. He craned his neck from side to side - almost irritable that he’d been forced into a situation he wanted to avoid for longer. Instead, he flitted his gaze over to look at Freddie, then over towards Seb. ❝ Look at my niece, guys! ❞ He exclaimed. So, it was a girl. William leaned against the wall nearby the door, outright refusing to step further into the room. Unable to see his own child because having to see her would only affirm the reality of his new, dreadful life.
He glanced towards Eddie as he saw the leader stop to stand nearby Maxine, his hand raising to rest softly on the small of her back. ❝ She’s beautiful, ‘ey? ❞ He heard Eddie say to Max; if they adored the baby so much, why couldn’t they just do Joey and him the favor of whisking away the kid and claiming it as their own? This was disgusting.
❝ Have you two thought of what you’re going to name her? ❞ Eddie then asked, glancing over his shoulder to look at Joey and William. William slowly tipped his head to the side to look towards Joey, utterly disinterested, as he waited for her response. He didn’t know what to call her and quite frankly he didn’t care. He shrugged his shoulders impassively at Joey, and then looked towards Eddie. ❝ Frodo? ❞ Lighthearted sarcasm. William casually folded his arms across his chest. Eddie didn’t laugh, instead his brows bunching together with a look of mild displeasure, enough to make William want to roll his eyes before Eddie looked back to Joey.
Eddie should have left William with his Lord of the Rings trilogy. William was enjoying it more than standing around and having to face his problems head-on.
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TAKE A HUMAN HEART , ADD SOME VANITY , AUTHENTICITY
[sup]AND PUT THEM ALL TOGETHER . DO WHATEVER TO YOUR BROKEN MACHINE .[/sup]