Young Royals: the story continues

Simon: Falling

-Simon, I really understand the discomfort you are in but there is not much we can do until we get a space available for your transfer.

I am sitting in direction, early today morning I headed here without wasting any more time, I couldn't stand to stay there with Phillipe and have no idea what he is capable of. After school I would take the time to talk to him.

-Can't they do much? Then tell me what they can do because whatever is going on with Phillipe is not right.
-We can until then question your classmate, Hillerska makes sure of student welfare and any nonconformity we look for the best way to solve it. What Phillipe did was a violation of privacy and both here and outside an institution such an act should be sanctioned.
-I hope you can get some of the truth out of him by talking to him," I say unconvinced that you will succeed, and for that very reason I will press him until I discover something, "Prince Wilhelm is only a short time away from re-entry, and I hope that by then Hillerska will be safe for him again because if he forgets we are both in this, he more than I am afraid," I add so that he does not play down the importance of it. I add so as not to play down the interest Phillipe has taken in Wille's stay, "I would not want what happened last year to happen again and for you to have failed to resolve anything.
I say it very seriously, because moments like these the kind Simon disappears, I am very protective of my own and if I have to be hard and direct then I will be, however, I admit I can go too far as when I beat up August and I feel ashamed to do it again and for this reason I try to keep calm.
Once Wille was already screwed and even though he admitted it wasn't him, the scandal it caused worldwide was immense, something that went beyond the limits and that we both didn't know how to handle. I won't stand by and watch something big could ruin us again, not him.

I leave the address and head to literature class, one of my favorites, to present my final project.
By the end of the hour we have all presented and I have to admit it went pretty well, the day goes smoothly although all day I have Phillipe in my head thinking about what I am going to say to him. I text him to meet me outside the rooms, when I get there he is already there finishing up talking on the phone.
-Phillipe, hi.
-What's up Simon? Still upset about the computer," he says in a sarcastic tone trying to annoy me more.
Something I used to admire about him was his way of speaking and expressing himself, now I just disliked the fact that he uses it to manipulate people.
-I'm not just for that and I want to talk to you about a lot of things Phillipe, but let's go somewhere else.
We move forward, him behind me towards the stairs at the front of the main building.
Once we are situated I choose the right words to start and try not to be aggressive.
-Phillipe first of all, I'm sorry for having created any kind of illusion in you about us....
-We? I'll have to stop you there. Your self did not exist and will never exist Simon, nothing else happened that night apart from a kiss and that's it, because if I don't remember you within minutes of doing it you ran off after the little prince and left me there. Because of course you can't disappoint him.

That hurt, but not because it offended me but because I could feel his resentment.

-And even if it was just an insignificant kiss, it wasn't right that you went for him like that.
-Phillipe, that night I told you myself that I would go to talk to Wilhelm, just to talk, not anything else, but apparently you never trusted me and that's more than clear now," I say referring to his lack of respect for my privacy. And to give him what he wants I add, "And about "us" you're right, that wasn't love, it was just a well constructed illusion.
He looks back at me incredulously because he didn't expect such contempt from me, but I'm sick of pretending or saying what I'm supposed to have.
-It was all a confusion Phillipe, we both were, you already told me that for you that kiss was just another one and it's a good thing you didn't feel anything either so at least no one will get hurt in any way.
-That's right... Simon, that's just what I meant," she whispers, "It didn't mean anything.
-Then why did you do it? Why do you care about Wilhelm if you're not affected by his presence at all? Because I know you were asking about Wille a few days ago. And I want you to be honest otherwise the Director will question you and they won't hold anything back.
He remains silent, thinking maybe what's in his best interest: to tell me the truth.
-I'm not a toy Phillipe that you can manipulate anymore so you'd better be honest..." I say adding but he interrupts exasperated.
-I don't really care about Wilhelm the way you think I do...! -he says closing his eyes knowing that what he just said only makes it worse. I see in his expression how much he wishes he hadn't said that. What? What does he mean? I mean... no, well it has nothing to do with you but with him... and yes, I admit, I did use it.