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"What happened?" Erik asked as Wilhelm got in the car, almost slipping.

"Simon is such an asshole." Wilhelm's voice was almost impossible to understand, Erik knew he was drunk.

"He drank a lot." Madison told Erik, "They're both immature, but wilhelm is semi-worse."

"Okay, thanks." Erik rolled up the window, pulling onto the road to drive home.

"It just isn't fair, he won't even talk to me. And then he tells me he doesn't care."

Wilhelm was angry, yet sad at the same time once again.

"'Never should've went." Wilhelm concluded when he was done his rant that Erik couldn't even comprehend.

Erik dragged wilhelm out of the car and to his room, grabbing him a glass of water on the way.

"Drink this and go to bed."

"Why are you being so mean to me? You're the only one who's ever been nice, why don't you like me anymore?" Wilhelm slumped down on his bed, almost crying.

"I'm not being mean to you, you're drunk, for the first time in two years and you're acting like an idiot. It has nothing to do with me being nice. I'm helping you."

"How am I acting like an idiot? I tried-"

"Nope, we'll talk about this in the morning."

Erik left Wilhelm to his own sadness, and Wilhelm silently replayed his interactions with Simon.

I miss what we had but I don't miss you

I don't want to talk to you.

You did it perfectly after the video.

So many things Simon said had hurt him deeply.

I'll unblock you we can talk about this when you're sober.

Wait. Simon unblocked him?

It took all the power in his body to not call Simon, or to text, but he knew it'd be better if he texted Simon in the morning.

He fell asleep, feeling tired and disoriented.

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The morning came, leaving the night behind it, however his actions stayed intact.

The first thought that came to his mind was of Simon, and how Simon had unblocked him.

He opened his phone, 'I'm sorry' he typed out, and then deleted it. He did this several times.

Erik came into his room, sitting beside him, taking his phone from him.

"Don't text Simon." Erik told him, turning off his phone. "Not yet, or, think about it first."

Wilhelm nodded, rolling over in bed, the covers tangling on him making it impossible to escape, he finally was getting somewhere in 8 years, wether with Simon or not.

"I don't know what to say." Wilhelm groaned into his pillow.

"It's not about that, it's about the fact if you're ready to undo everything you've done in these past 8 years."

"What have I done Erik. All I've done is embarrass the royal family and cry about someone who's over it."

"You're not an embarrassment." Erik sighed.

"Yeah, I am, Don't lie about it. I don't even try. It's so stupid." Wilhelm was annoyed with himself, why couldn't he just get over Simon?

"Make your decisions soon or moms gonna start making them for you, you're 24, shes expecting you to get married soon, just like I had. The media still talks about the sex tape, and how you're not in a relationship. It's starting to become important."

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