Hello lovelies!
So this one was quite hard for me to write because angst is not my forte however I think it turned out OK!
As you very well know the characters mentioned are not mine, they are Mamma CP's.
Enjoy!
Reed knew what he wanted to do with his life. He wanted to immerse himself in every kind of arts he possibly could. He wanted to find someone who he loved and they loved him and live happily ever after, like all the films he'd watched with his nannies growing up.
But that wasn't going to happen.
He was painting now but he knew his Mom only saw it as a temporary thing and she didn't even know about him singing, let alone being a member of the Warblers.
And he had found someone who he loved and who loved him so strongly and unconditionally. But they could never be.
His Mom would accept him being queer but God forbid he want to be with someone that wasn't a model or related to a designer or something, someone who could gain him or his Mom connections.
Shane's family couldn't give them connections. Not ones that mattered to her anyway.
Shane had tried so hard to talk Reed round, saying that they would talk to his Mom and she would see how happy they were and she wouldn't do that to her son but he didn't get it.
Reed was just a tool in her life, in her business.
He had modelled when he was younger, had been immersed in the industry since he was born and she had been slowly, subtly moulding him to be her prodigy, the one who would continue her legacy when she could no longer carry on.
Reed knew how his life would play out. He would paint and sing with the Warblers whilst he was in school but then go to a fashion school and leave it all behind, the only art he would do would be sketching designs. When he was sure of his sexuality he would come out to his Mom if necessary and she would then go about finding someone "worthy" of him. They would meet, date, eventually marry, have kids one way or another. He would work under his Mom and in time take her place. He wouldn't get his happily ever after; he wasn't made to have a happily ever after.
He was just a pawn in her elaborate game. Another body to drape fabulous clothes on.