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june 24th

i didn't wake up until 11 and it felt great. simon and i woke up naturally around the same time for the first time in a while. he turned to me.

"hi."

i smiled.

"hi."

"did you sleep okay?"

"mhm. did you?"

"yep."

"good."

"good."

i kept trying to ignore the phone sitting next to me.

"just look at it. you won't feel normal until you do."

i sighed and picked it up.

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it's worse than i was expecting. i turned my phone to simon.

he laughed.

"she's insane."

"i know."

"you should just call instead of going through all of that."

i sighed.

"yeah."

i went into my contacts and simon stopped me before i pressed the call button.

"can you put it on speaker?"

"yeah."

i pressed the button and immediately put it on speaker. it didn't even ring once and she was screaming.

"how dare you do something like this and not ask my permission?! this was not something you can just decide you're doing, you have to-"

simon made a face at me.

"good morning to you too."

she stopped.

"wilhelm, what the hell were you thinking? just leaving like that is unacceptable and will not be to-"

"i didn't 'just leave'. i asked dad if i could go spend the night at my boyfriend's house and he said yes."

"how many times have i told you? would you stop using that word?"

"'boyfriend'? that's what he is, what else am i supposed to call him?"

"this will not last. you'll be coming to your senses soon."

simon rolled his eyes.

"mom! it's been seven fucking months! seven months and we've barely had 5 civil conversations because all you do is yell at me. i didn't do anything wrong! i didn't do anything i should be punished for! this is a part of my life that shouldn't even concern you at all, but everytime it's mentioned you have to pick it apart and shit on simon. just let me have a life."

she didn't say anything for a while. i'm sure she was thinking of another hurtful thing to say.

"wilhelm, you don't get to have that part. you get to have what the public wants you to have. you get to have what is best for the monarchy."

"don't give me that. you know it's not causing any problems. you know the kind of reactions we get. this has nothing to do with that. the only one who seems to have a problem with it is you. and why? why are you so against me being happy?"

i felt the anger stinging at my eyes.

"you have a meeting at 7 tomorrow, so you need to be home."

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she hung up.

i fell back onto the pillow and covered my eyes.

"what the fuck."

he wrapped his arms around my torso.

"it's okay."

"no it's not! it's not okay."

i could feel the tears streaming down my face now.

he turned my head to his. there were tears his eyes too.

"why are you crying?"

"because i start crying whenever you cry."

i laughed through the tears.

"why?"

"because you make me really emotional."

i laughed again and sat him up so i could hug him.

"we're a mess."

he laughed and nodded into my shoulder.

there was a knock at the door.

"boys?"

"yeah?" simon called.

"can i come in?"

he lifted his head up and we saw that we both were still crying . we both laughed even harder.

"that's fine."

she opened the door and looked terrified of us.

"are you-? what happened?"

i sniffled.

"my mom hates us."

he snorted.

"she hates us so much."

we were both laughing hysterically.

linda looked very concerned for us. then her eyes went wide.

"simon are you- are you guys high?"

he threw his head back and almost screamed. then his head fell onto my chest and he kept laughing.

eventually we both started to calm down and he looked to me. i wiped his eyes with my thumbs.

he took a deep breath and turned to her.

"mama, in what world would i be high?"

"i don't know, maybe you-"

"no. we're sober."

"then why did all of that just happen?"

i spoke up.

"i just got off of the phone with my mom and then we we're both crying. it was so funny."

he smiled at me.

"i think you are the only people who understand yourselves."

"that's fine."

he started giggling again.

"maybe that's why everyone hates us so much."

i snorted again and rested my head on his.

linda walked out and closed the door behind her.

he looked up and frowned.

"i think she was gonna ask if we wanted food."

"and then we scared her away."

he frowned and nodded. it looked like he was going to cry again.

i hugged him.

"what is going on with you, baby?"

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