Love Overcast // (ManxMan)

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A/N: Sebby isn't a new character, but just for the shits and giggles (maybe the odd eyegasm), let's just say that this photo of Papa Cook is edible, delectable and definitely eye fuckable.

[Sebastien]

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I am a shadow.

I punish myself for my grave mistakes,

I take the blame for all their sakes.

I twist myself to tend to my children, but

I know, time won't forgive for all

I have taken.

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3 months ago

"A divorce isn't going to fix your faults Sebastien." My wife says to me, "No amount of years will make him forgive you. I've accepted it, you should too." She places a hand on mine, where a pen is unsteadily balanced between my index and thumb. This one signature could very well take everything away from me.

Or it can take away the venom in my veins and give me an antidote that I should have kept 6 years ago.

"It might not fix anything, but emotional abuse is enough reason to take everything I have given you away, isn't it?" I desperately try not to remember the day when this woman stood over me while I was on my one knee, with a ring in my hand. Then to see her with another man almost 30 years later. It disgusts me that I didn't even notice the strain she has been putting on me the moment a big part of my family disappeared completely.

Emotional turmoil is something that has become completely numb and familiar to me. I remember the moment Skylar reconnected with Ryland, how happy I was to see that he was doing well for himself, what a beautiful young man he has become. But that is, without me. I wanted to be selfish and hire a detective and force Skylar to see me again. But I know for a fact that the pain that has landed on my son, exceeds far past what I have endured.

And so, I waited till the day when I have enough of my dignity shed away by this woman, then I will apologise from the bottom of my heart for being a parent that no child deserves.

S.Cook

I cap the pen and stand to my full height, easily shadowing over my now, ex wife. She used to be beautiful. She still is, just not inside and out. There was a time where we would sit on a branch and just talk, we were high school sweethearts, then got married fresh out of university when she was pregnant with two miracles that I thought would bring me everything I ever wanted.

But no, I wrecked it.

My pathetic self became a puppet at her disposal. My small sized company is no longer something that I can be proud of, it became a means for me to be mechanical and rid myself of love. I drowned myself in it hours on end, hoping that one day when I get to retire, everything will be alright.

She told me kids nowadays don't like intervention, they hate bossy parents and they need time to themselves. So I took it as an okay to abandon them. I didn't do my job correctly. I didn't do my job at all.

She picked favourites, saying that a child doesn't need positive reinforcement. That the only way to grow is to have a good education. Modern parents feed their children and drive them to school. And that's the beginning and end of the story. I was a fool to believe in that, I wanted my children to go to a good high school, I wanted them to go to the best university in any part of the world to do whatever the fuck they wanted.