Disclaimer:No I don't own Ryan Phillipe or his character Sebastian from Cruel Intentions. I do own, however, all the other characters mentioned.
Author's NoteI'm sorry if my chapters are short...if certain stories of mine become really popular, over the summer I will really work on them, and make them more lengthy. Not to be mean or anything, but you're just gonna hafta deal with it, sorry!
In the End
Chapter 3
Sebastian curled his short blond hair between his index finger and thumb as he nervously waited for the elevator to reach the third floor apartment of Matthew and Emily. Just knowing he would be seeing his six year old son for the first time scared him, but at the same time, made him excited and impatient. 'All these lost years,' he thought, deeply sighing.
Ring
The elevator door slid open, and he turned right, as he had been instructed to. Passing the numbered doors, he counted. 124...126...128! Stopping in front of the door, he was suddenly overcome with an unexplainable sense of fear. How could he possibly do this? He had always wanted a son, and once he had one, he had left him. Not without reason of course....but still.
The pressure of the moment weighed heavely on him. 'Just knock, and things will play out from there,' But who was he fooling? Things would go horribly wrong. He wouldn't know what to say to Emily, let alone Matthew. Especially Matthew. After all, Matthew was the different one. Matthew was the one that suffered now as Sebastian had suffered in his youth. But he had to do something about it. He felt more than obligated, mostly because he could clearly remember his own childhood, and his own childish thoughts echoing, 'Why doesn't anyone understand? Why can't anyone help me through this?' Sebastian simply could not live knowing that his child was going through the same experiences he once had, and now he was determined to right his own wrong.
With that thought, he lifted his clenched fist to the door.