A/N: Julian's my favorite character, what can I say? This got stuck in my head and won't leave me alone. Especially since I fell in love with the part where Julian sings India Arie's Beautiful. I cried.
This sorta follows Dalton'verse-canon up to the latest chapter 25 and I'm just writing this based on my own idea of the ending where all ends well except for Jogan. I'm torn whether I want them together or for tons of angst, seriously. While it can't compare to the original, of course, I hope I didn't go too far OOC. Enjoy and don't kill me? -iirse
Disclaimer: Original Glee names, characters and places belong to Fox, Dalton'verse characters belong to CP Coulter. The lyrics are from India Arie's song and don't belong to me either. I don't own anything except the general ridiculous plot-less plot and OC(s), if any. Yadablah.
Beautiful
The time is right
I'm going to pack my bags
And take that journey down the road
'Cause over the mountain I see the bright sun shining
And I want to live inside the glow
I don't know why I'm writing this, knowing I'll never let anyone read it. Not you, certainly. Not even me - I'm going to relegate this to some bin somewhere. A whole zip code away. Once I'm done.
I'm done with this.
As I write this, you're in the second music hall doing your best to ignore the hobbit and the diva-wannabe. And doing your best to get over the latter. D's whipping some team into shape. And I... I sit here in an empty room we once called ours. Remember freshman year?
Yea, that's where it all began.
And today is where it ends.
My stalker is caught. Alice and the Rabbit are disgustingly sweet together and you've accepted it. And you're getting better. D doesn't need me here to keep you in line anymore.
I'm not staying for the next shit storm though. No, I hope there won't be another shit storm.
We will all go on as it was meant to be originally. I'll have my fame and career. The rest of the school will graduate and take over empires... With the exception of Alice who will go to Broadway, of course. And you... You will get better. Become the same boy I fell in love with again, and mature from there, and find someone who loves you as much as I fucking do, who you love as much as I wish you would me.
Eventually you'll remember me as the runaway diva. Then your high school friend. Acquaintance. Nothing.
Alice asked me why I wouldn't tell you.
The answer is simple enough.
I can't.
Between you and my career, it has always been you. I'd ruin in it a heartbeat for you, didn't you know? But my career is my only escape I have. And telling you could very well ruin it. And where will I be then?
So I'm leaving now, before you come back. Before you have a chance to try and make me stay. Before you convince me to come back after this shoot. Because I know that I can never say no to you, but I need to do this for me.
I'm leaving, this time for good, so I don't have to stay your friend and watch you fall in love again and again, until it's for real, and break my heart all over again. The twins are right, you really are a Knave. But for all your Knave-ness…
Je t'aime,
J
