Where We Talk About Love
By: M14Mouse
Summary: Simone and Brendon talk about love. Post-S1E6: The Reaper
Disclaimer: Don't own them.
"So, dad showed up today. Okay, let me rephrase this…dad broke into one of my storage units and I had to go and get him," Brendon said as he played with his glass in his hands. He was sitting in one of the love seats across from her while she laid out on the sofa. Daddy has already gone to bed for the night.
Simone tried really hard to keep her expression neutral.
Honest.
She did until Brendon gave her a knowing look.
"Go ahead, make the face, Simone. I know that I did," He said.
She did make the face.
His dad was a textbook example of a "helicopter" parent. His focus on Brendon was crazy unhealthy. She could write a book about his bulldozing tendencies. Dear lord, the stories that Brendon told her about going after audition after audition in a single day. He told stories of memorizing lines and acting out scenes long into the night. The amount of guilt that his father put on him as a child when he made mistakes or didn't get the part.
She would like to say that it is rare…but it isn't. How many of those types of parents has she had in her office?
She lost count.
"Do I ask how it went?"
"Same old. Same old. When are you going back to acting? Oh, I went to the doctor for this…," He said with a small chuckle.
"Brendon…"
"You will be proud of me. I told everything that I wanted to say when I found my calling. To cut him off. Stop pretending to be sick! And guess…what? Like you and Laura said…he didn't listen. Not one bit," He said as he shook his head.
And that….and that was the worst part. They never listen to their kids or the other adults and the kids suffer for it.
Every single time until something breaks.
It is almost always the kid.
She didn't want it to be Brendon.
He sighed.
"I'm afraid…one day, he is actually going to be sick and I…"
"Maybe so but one day…" She started to say.
"I know. I know. I must let go. I must…for my mental health. Since my love for my dad is a constant hot mess, what about you and DJ? I thought that you two were…"
"It was but you know…the job…" She said with a sigh.
Her heart still ached for her but she knew that it was for the best. It was still early in their relationship. There weren't too many broken promises or missed dinners yet.
Damn it, it didn't hurt any less. She really liked her.
"Both of us have seen what the job has done to the relationships. Hell, look around us," She said.
"Man, during our training, we thought we saw a drama."
"Tell me about it. That weird threesome between them…man….Trust me, I worked with kids. You know how they love drama. That one…well…hell."
"I have worked on sets that….have been interesting. That was like watching a train wreck in slow motion."
She chuckled softly.
"But still it must suck," He added.
"It does suck but I love the job. It is all that I ever wanted."
Brandon smiled a little.
"I think out of everyone that you will figure out the whole love and relationship thing."
She snorted.
"We haven't been friends long enough for you to witness my beautiful crashes and burns," She said.
Trust her…she had some beauties.
There was this teacher…no…no…wait…that bartender thing was a hot mess.
"Nah. You will then witness my crashes and burns like my questionable one-night stands. Oh, those after my fame and money which I hate to disappoint them. I made sure my money is safe and secure in bonds, stocks, and a well protected bank account. After all of that, your dad can make this awesome pie to cheer me up," He said with a grin.
"Daddy likes you enough to always make the pie for you. You know…I think that both of us will. The whole relationship thing. To figure out healthy relationships?" She said as she raised her glass.
"To figure out healthy relationships!" He said as he leaned over and tapped his glass against hers.
She grinned a little bit when he sat back down.
"Now…what is the thing with a girl in the next building that I have been hearing about?"
She was delighted when his face turned red.
End
A/N: I adore their friendship. That is all.