All Falls Down
Part 1 of 3
By klutzykay
If one asked about it, Dan Scott would say his life couldn't be more perfect, and maybe some of him would actually believe it. Deep down he knows it's a lie, though, and that it couldn't be any more messed up.
Because his life is now a delicate balance of deception and truth, lacking all the honesty and unquestionable blacks and whites that he once knew as constants. He always seems to be juggling lie after lie with the occasional truth thrown in, mixing them all together and making the grey he's grown so accustomed to, all the while keeping his cold, brave face up as to not disturb the world he's built around himself, not to mention the people in it.
He knows all too well that it's an imperfect structure that he's made, with kinks and weaknesses marring the walls left and right, but Dan doesn't think he could make it any better if he tried. Because for all his lies, Dan never said he was an architect.
And although he'll never say it, the constant balancing act that is his life could easily be jeopardized and then scattered if they decided to walk back into his life again.
Because seeing them, being near them even in the least bit... that, that would irreparably mess with the balance he so strives for.
Dan Scott knows that someday it'll all come crashing down, but he really doesn't like to think about that too often. Usually he just pushes it to the back of his mind for another day and tries to forget about it, to forget about them, for just a little bit longer.
Because a part of him hopes that maybe, just maybe if he ignores it that day will never come.
The rest knows better.
Dan Scott knows that the picturesque existence he's managed to create for himself is hardly as perfect as he makes it out to be. But that doesn't stop him from wishing it would never end.
To Be Continued in Part 2 of 3.