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Wilhelm
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“Prince Wilhelm”
Wilhelm hears Malin, his bodyguard, call for him.
Christmas break was over and it was time to return to Hillerska. All through the break, Wille had had a sore lump in his throat because of his whole situation.
The biggest reason for it was having to spend Christmas without Erik. His beloved brother who had been taken so tragically away from him and his parents.
The mood this Christmas had been very different from all the years before. Cold. The air was thick with grief rather than comfort.
Another big reason for the lump in his throat was the knowledge of his betrayal against Simon. The boy he had fallen so madly in love with, he had also hurt so deeply. Wille chose to try and not think of any of it because it just made the lump bigger and harder to swallow down. He didn’t want to cry in front of his parents.
He hadn't yet forgiven his mother for excusing August’s actions and letting Wille to deal with all his anger and despair by himself. They hadn't talked much about that whole situation. Actually they hadn't really talked at all. His mother was so closed off and Wilhelm couldn't think of anything constructive to say to her.
It’s with a feeling of relief and regret, Wilhelm gets in the car to drive back to Hillerska. One side of him can’t wait to get away from the heavy, sad mood that weighs in the castle. Another side of him wishes that he could just stay there and never have to face anyone ever again.
But here he is, letting himself drive back to where it all happened. Where Simon happened.
Simon
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Simon wakes up not feeling like opening his eyes. Letting the world exist. Letting the world see him. He doesn't make a move to get up until several minutes pass and Linda comes in asking him if he’s up.
Simon only mumbles a weak growl in reply and lifts his hand to wave her away. Simon can’t see it but Linda has a concerned expression on her face. She has had that all break actually. Always looking at Simon searching his face for any sort of emotion. Simon hasn't given her anything since the day Wilhelm denied it was him in the god forsakens video.
“Please get up mi amor” His mother says gently and walks out of his room.
Simon sighs into his pillow, internally screaming. Not one text from Wilhelm.
He would never admit to himself but he had sort of hoped that Wilhelm would have texted him. But he hasn't and Simon is fine.
Just as he is about to walk out the door he starts to call for Sara only to remember that she isn't here. She has gotten a room at Hillerska and is now a resident. Simon feels the lack of his sister already and hates that they're slowly gliding apart even though Simon uses every fiber of energy in his body to prevent exactly that from happening.
“Adiós mamá” Bye mom Simon gives his mom a kiss on the cheek and walks out the door finding his way to the bus.
“Que tengas un buen día” Have a great day Linda waves Simon goodbye and watches as he leaves.
With heavy steps Simon steps out of the bus and starts the walk to his classroom. Shit Wille is already sitting at one of the desks. Simon decides to take the empty place in the back of the class so it can be him who bores a hole in Willes' backhead and not the other way around.
The day goes by pretty damage free, only a few caught glimpses in each other's directions and a soft unsure “Hej” Hey.
Wilhelm
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Wilhelm knows he has to do something, anything really. He can’t keep on pretending everything between them never happened. It’s a nightmare watching Simon so monotone. Completely emotionless. He knows it’s his fault that Simon doesn't really address him. What would he say anyway? “Fuck you, I hate you”? That’s what Wilhelm imagens is going on inside Simon’s head.
“You have to figure out what you want”, Simon had told him. But what is it that he wants?
He wants to be with Simon. But at what cost? Is he really ready to completely screw over his duty, his mother, his country all for love? And what if that love is not returned…
It hurts so much to think about but Wille has realized that he can’t keep on pretending nothing has happened.
He starts to rub his chest to ease the crippling anxiety that has increased more and more ever since that video. He can’t help but feel that there is always someone watching him.
The only way to make this horrible feeling disappear is to take action. But where to start? And does he really have the courage to do such a thing? To start a revolution…