Tj Hammond Plays I Will Never Smile Again
Dayton White
Summary: Y'all face up Carter and Ransom. TJ moves into the estate with Story
Pairings: Ransom Drysdale X Reader, Story Drysdale X Best Friend!TJ Hammond
Rating: Angsty and mild
Warnings: mentions of Story's drug use, mentions of Story's corruption, mentions of gang rape, rehab, mentions of depression,eighteen+ ONLY
Word Count: 2.5K
Desperate Lives AU Masterlist
Story Drysdale Masterlist
You lot knock on Carter's door. James had told you he hadn't been doing that great, and since your fiddling Story was getting help in rehab, you need to assistance your non-adopted son. Carter opens the door, and as soon equally he sees it'southward yous, his optics cast down to the floor, but you lot didn't miss the raw nose and the bittersweet eyes with deep nighttime circles, "Mrs. Drysdale, what…what are you doing here?"
"Came to check on you. Can I?" your hand points inside his flat and he opens the door further to let you in. Carter's hand goes into his pocket, his fingers rubbing forth the delicate petals of Story's white rose. "How are things going? You know what…no, what are you doing?"
"I um, I honestly don't know. How's…how is she?"
"She's doing good. A calendar month in, and she wants to stay longer. I'm glad we can do that for her," you lot sentry his eyes fill with tears, that manus withal moving around in his pocket. "Why are you lot non going to rehab?" his eyes plough away from you. "She'southward going to be okay."
"Information technology'due south my fault."
"It's all of our faults. Including hers. But right now I'1000 worried virtually you lot."
"James talk to you?" you shrug your shoulders giving him a weak smiling. "Iris is pissed he keeps going to talk to Story, so he stays here after visits. Giving her some fourth dimension to cool downwards."
"Iris will get over it. Carter, why did you lie that night? Ransom said he saw you looking at rings."
"I was prematurely looking at rings. Not to advise, but to expect for something perfect that she would deserve. I would never propose to her without talking to you and Mr. Drysdale."
"But yous wanted to?" he grimaces simply nods. "And you still lied? Was it before or after you knew she was significant."
"Earlier," the two of you sit in silence. Neither knowing what to say with that access. Had that night not accept happened, Story's last xviii months would take been very different. The more you lot think of this the more acrimony builds in your gut towards your married man. "Why did you go out her when she told you?"
"I needed to think. I was scared. I knew we weren't set. We could have done it, but I didn't want to force her into that life before she had a hazard to live. And I needed to become the um the ri…Mrs. Drysdale I beloved Story. I've never loved someone like her, and I told you I would protect her, and I didn't. I introduced her to those people, and they…it might too accept been me."
"It wasn't. You remind me of my husband in and then many ways," he gives a pained smile looking at his lap. "You exercise. Don't allow what happened, stop yous from being with her, if that's what you want. Let her decide what is right for her. She's immature, she'south a dramatic Drysdale, merely she'southward forgiving like me. If she forgives you, accept it. If she doesn't, try and make her. Practise you demand me to take yous to rehab?"
Carter shakes his head, his hand still in his pocket, and he finally pulls it out to look at that rose. "I acquit this with me, and touch information technology anytime I recall of her. I touch it a lot. I don't want to mess upwardly her sobriety by beingness there."
While it might be a lightheaded little necklace to so many, yous know how much that rose meant to Story. For ten years she wore it. And at present it means so much to Carter. His finger trailing over it, memorizing information technology, and it's significance to Story. Belongings it in his hands, he knows what he had. She was his. And it was real, "There's other rehabs."
"I know. I am going somewhere else. I need to become abroad. Give her time to…I don't want to mess upwardly her life more."
"Don't stay gone for too long Carter. She's always going to demand you in her life. She always has. Take care of you," your hand slides downwards his cheek and you give him a kiss on his head, walking out of the apartment to have a conversation with your husband. Carter stands, walking to his safe to remove that ring he bought and so long ago.
The only gift he ever got for Story that he didn't purposefully leave laying around his apartment. While most the gifts she found, they were never actually hidden, but this? He wanted to really hand information technology to her. Slide it on her finger when she hopefully said yes. He thinks to himself that he should actually return it. At that place will never exist another Story, and he doesn't feel he deserves her. He places the ring back into the safe before locking it back, knowing he'll never return to information technology. That ring is Story's, fifty-fifty if he doesn't always give it to her.
Grabbing upward his suitcase he heads downwardly to meet James. Carter vows he will be at the very least worthy of her friendship. He throws his suitcase in James' car before getting in the front, laying the seat dorsum he puts on his sunglasses. "How was she today?" he asks knowing that James went and seen her that morning time. He does every Thursday. And every Thursday Carter asks. And each Thursday his answers become more positive.
"She looks great. Her light is coming back to her smile," Carter tries to go along his face neutral, just he'southward failing. "She asked nigh y'all. She wants to meet y'all and apologize," Carter can't pretend anymore. His easily swipe away the tears. "That'due south what I told her. You weren't gear up. I lied and said you were doing good. Yous're not. But you will. Don't wait too long to run across her."
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You lot stomp into the estate, making sure to slam the front door. Letting information technology be known that you are back. It takes Ransom too long to see what's wrong with you, strike ane. "How was your day Kitten?" he asks sweetly, walking closer and he even so doesn't see you're pissed off, strike two. His lips kiss up your neck, and fifty-fifty though yous don't return his touch. "Lucy is with Aster. Wanna jump on the bed?" strike iii.
"No."
"No?" he finally leans back to look at you. "What's incorrect?"
"Our daughter is going to turn 19 in rehab. She had a boyfriend that pimped her out. Another man sold her body to pay off his debts. He filmed the two of them, and so she was raped by three other men on camera. Those tapes were sent to us and Carter Baizen. For months, I didn't know where my baby was. Didn't know if she was alive, and so I notice out information technology was worse than I could ever have imagined, and you have the audacity to ask me what's wrong?"
He pulls at your hand. Sitting on the couch, and tries to pull y'all down on him, merely you stand business firm. Sitting downward in front of him instead. He gives you lot a quick eyeroll, pouting, but asks, "Practice nosotros need start going to Dr. Banner regularly?"
Y'all scoff, shaking your caput. "And you lot're going to sit there and pretend that y'all didn't have one of the biggest parts to play. You tested Carter and for what? That boy was looking for our daughter a ring."
"She was seventeen."
"He loves her. He was looking for a band earlier she was pregnant. You lot were okay with him looking for a ring until y'all constitute out it was for Story."
"She was and is notwithstanding too young."
You stand up, your hands on your hips and those pesky angry tears come to your optics, "She was besides young to become addicted to cocaine. She was too young to be dating Frank. Too young to be making a sex tape with her young man and and then too young to be raped. Too young to run away and go involved with an abusive swain who sold her like his fucking drugs. And you're hung upwardly on the fact that she was likewise young to fall in beloved? He was looking for a band, he wasn't proposing."
"What else practice yous practise with a ring?"
"How long did you have the ring for me before you asked me?" his head flicks down to the floor. "Yep, that's what I thought. He could have been getting the ring, and proposing years later. So why did you lot buy it and not inquire me?"
"I wanted to ally you. I wanted y'all to quit running back to that asshole."
"And why couldn't Carter buy a ring, with intentions of proposing when she was older? That boy is so hurt and broken right at present. He failed Story, he failed me, and he also failed you. But you…Bribe you failed him. You lot set up him upward. Do you not call back he remembers seeing y'all at the jewelry store? Do you non think he remembers everything he told yous nigh Story without telling you her name? He loves her, and you lot stopped it. I had to concur our daughter upwardly, because she had to mind to Carter say she meant nothing," he stands and starts to walk abroad. "He carries her necklace in his pocket. Just thought you lot would like to know that."
"What?"
"Attempt and tell me he doesn't honey her. What you did was made him experience he'south not good enough for her.":
"He isn't. He took advantage of her. She was too young to be with him."
"If all he wanted was sex, why did he wait four months in their relationship before having sexual practice with her?" he finally turns back to expect at you. "That's right Hugh. He didn't climb upwardly her tower, and accept sex with her and leave. They had a human relationship. He made her look. She pushed him and pushed him to have sex, and he didn't cave. Four months."
"Don't call me that. I'chiliad your husband."
"And I'm pissed off. Our daughter has injure plenty. You demand to apologize to both of them. Do yous even realize what yous did?"
"What I did?" his vox raises and he walks closer to you. "What about what you lot did? You allowed this relationship. Her and Carter were sleeping together in this house. Yous knew that he was climbing up in her room, and allowed information technology."
"And you knew our daughter wasn't sleeping in our bed. Y'all told me information technology was dainty to just jump on the bed whenever nosotros wanted. What did you lot think she was doing? Story needs touch. And had that blowup not happened, had you not fabricated Carter lie and say it didn't mean anything, she wouldn't have spiraled. That crushed an already broken daughter, she was recovering from an ballgame she kept from y'all because she knew you lot would be disappointed and she was and then fucking scared of you. We both didn't cheque upward on her afterwards Harlan passed, considering we were too consumed in each other'southward grief. Nosotros didn't check on all our girls when Story and Aster were taking care of Iris and Posie. We both failed before Carter e'er came dorsum into her life. I will take arraign for that. I won't have blame for assuasive our girl to take a boyfriend. You lot can't keep them babies forever."
"Simply why Carter?!" His voice snaps at y'all. His shoulders heaving. "Information technology could have been anyone only him."
"Beau?" he shakes his head no. "Because he was i. You heard her in that session. Frank walked in on them, but y'all're yet pissed at Carter. What is your issue with him? We one-half raised that kid."
"He had Aster first. He can't merely…"
"Him and Aster both acknowledge that was a mistake. What's your next reason?"
Ransom begins pacing around. That frown that ordinarily makes you lot fall in love with him more just makes you angry. "Considering, he could take her away from us. I remember I've e'er known that had he realized Story's love for him, and he reciprocated information technology, that would be it. And she would be with someone that's simply like me."
"That surprises you? Ran that kid slept in between us, she was seventeen and however slept in betwixt us. She watched us buss, when the other kids turned away gagging. She held your ring finger, of course she was going to autumn in love with someone that was but like you. And what is so wrong with you? Do we not have a good life? Exercise we not have beautiful and mostly happy kids? Ransom, I dearest you. I always take fifty-fifty when we were supposed to be only fucking. I will tell you lot as many times as it takes, merely you and our life was worth it. I but never…I never wanted our kids to larn the mode we had to. Story is, and worse. But this time…"
"I fabricated that pick for them. I know. I screwed up, and I can't get back"
"Just realize she views you every bit the king of the castle, her father. She puts you, and us on a pedestal. With rehab and therapy she realizes the pain we caused to ourselves and each other. Nosotros can't live in fear of our by. It happened, but we're here. And other than our current situation of Story, I'm happy. Are you?"
"Yes. You accept given me everything I ever wanted."
"Then stop existence and then damn dumb and stubborn."
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Story throws her body on her bed. Her fingers playing around with her necklace that isn't at that place, and TJ swats at her hand. Realizing what she's doing she picks upwards the prophylactic band on her wrist, letting is snap back on her skin earlier repeating the process. Snapping the rubberband on her skin over and over again until she stops. "We should go out tonight," TJ crawls into the bed with Story looking out on the Thrombey holding from her tower room. One time he left rehab he came to live with the Drysdale'due south sleeping in the bed with Story then neither 1 of them are alone.
"Two sober addicts going out sounds like a perfect idea."
TJ gives her a little kicking, "Nosotros don't accept to stay locked up here forever. Besides, it's a victory party for a guy who is notoriously clean. Like, he doesn't fifty-fifty keep alcohol at his loft," Story turns her head to expect at TJ narrowing her optics, "What? I'm just saying, he'due south a good guy and you're single. I may have…"
"No," she rolls over on her bed clutching her pillow, refusing to look at TJ anymore, but he wraps an arm around her. "Get off. You can get alone."
"But I don't want to. I desire yous to go. And…" virtually to debate he gives a minor tickle to you, "I want to introduce you to someone. He'due south a good guy. He'due south on the road a lot."
"Why?"
"He's a professional person driver," TJ shrugs, grin dorsum at her. "Please. One hour. I love it hither, love being here with you, having people who desire to exist around you, beingness away from cameras But I need to become out of here. Only an hr."
"Don't innovate me to anyone."
"You're not wearing that either," he walks over to her cupboard pulling out a new niggling black dress. "If nosotros're going out you could at least look amazing Story Drysdale," she rolls her eyes but goes to put on the apparel. "Can you just take fun? It won't kill you to talk to someone new."
"Yeah, I know. Lets go. Yous've got one hr."
"Starting when we get there. Information technology'll accept thirty minutes before nosotros're even at that place," they walk downward the steps. Story comes to you and Ransom lounging on the burrow to requite you a hug and buss. Letting y'all know that you'll be back.
"Call if you need us. For annihilation. We won't approximate you okay? Even if information technology's just too much," you lot look into both of their eyes, hoping they empathise. Fifty-fifty though you're terrified for them, y'all know that they need to be able to go out.
"Thanks, Mrs. Drysdale. This party is make clean though. Non even alcohol. I already checked. Only we will call."
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Story nervously looks around the loft, TJ already found someone, and she urged him to get talk to him. Leaning upward against the wall, sipping on a loving cup of dial. TJ was right, the party is make clean, and that makes her feel the tiniest bit more comfortable. "Enjoying yourself?" a tall slim man asks walking upwardly to her.
"It's nice. I just wasn't really in the mood to become out."
"Why'southward that?" he leans upward on the wall beside her.
"I had a shitty year. Crowds give me a flake of anxiety."
He takes a deadening sip of his potable, "I understand. I have to get used to it," she raises an eyebrow at her, and he extends a paw, "Dayton White."
"Story Drysdale."
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