This Boy.
Louis sat in the living room with Walter going over the documents that had been signed by his ex-subs at Garlands. Walter opened file after file showing Louis the signatures.
'They all signed without problem. That's thirteen of them excluding Ryan of course. You had fourteen of them and thirteen have signed. I personally don't think that any of them are working with Ryan. They seemed pretty shaken up after your speech and they signed on the dotted line without preamble.' Walter took a sip of his coffee as he watched Louis checking each and each one of the documents carefully. When he was done, he leaned back into the couch and looked at Walter.
'So you think he was bluffing when he told me that others from Garland's are working with him then?' Walter pondered the question for a minute then looked at Louis.
'I do think that he was bluffing, maybe to intimidate you into thinking that there were more ready to talk and you would eventually succumb and give him what he wants.' Louis scoffed.
'As if I would ever give up Harry for him or anyone for that matter.' Walter raised an eyebrow at him, an amused expression on his face.
'This boy has been causing you a lot of trouble yet here you are not giving in even though you are being blackmailed. That is twice now that someone has it out for you because of this boy.' Louis did not miss the sarcastic concern in Walter's tone. He looked at him pointedly.
'Is there a point you are tying to make here about "this boy" Walt?' Louis asked him, stressing his emphasis on "this boy". Walter shrugged, his face still amused.
'Don't get defensive,' he said. 'I'm just pointing out the obvious. I mean, there was a chance that you could've been put behind bars and you defended him and tried to keep him away from all the exposure risking yourself for him. Now, you are being blackmailed by an ex. You are risking again being exposed and having your rape case reopened, yet you still protect him and won't back down. In all the years I have known you, I have never in my life seen you take shit from anyone or for anyone, yet here you are. This boy.....'
'This boy what?' Louis snapped at him because he didn't like having his life laid out at his feet and explained to him like this. It was none of anyone's business. 'And "this boy" has a fucking name Walt. He's called Harry.' Walter gave him a small knowing smile.
'This boy,' he paused. 'Harry, he has a hold on you like I've never seen before. A big ass hold on you might I add. Why?' Walter asked him. Louis furrowed his brow.
'What do you mean why? Does there have to be a why?' Walter shrugged again.
'When have you ever let someone take control of you and dictate your life Louis? When have you ever lived according to someone else? Hell, when have you ever made a decision that regarded someone else? When have you ever drank tea for fucks sake?' Louis looked down into his empty tea cup. Was he that obvious? Walter smiled wider. 'You are more docile. More soft. He has tamed you and you let him.'
'Watch yourself Walt,' Louis told him and his voice held a warning. 'I am only docile where he is concerned. I am only soft for him. The beast inside is dormant not dead! Harry just knows how to tame my beast and dance with my demons.' Walter chuckled.
