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The boy who had it all. He had money, a future, a name everybody knew. Starring in tons of movies, a child star since he was only 2. Living with only his mother, she was always by his side. Stealing peoples heart with his charming smile and blonde curls, he got used to the attention. On the red carpet, working with the big Hollywood stars and he was good at it. He had the face for it. The talent for it. Behind the camera it was something different entirely. A narcissistic mother that only cared about the career and the profit, never her son. Forcing him to keep going on for way longer than he wanted to. But even worse, abusing him. Sexually abusing him. And no one ever knew. No one ever caught the red flags, and why would they? He always carried a smile when he was on set. A great actor. Both on screen and off screen. For years he didn’t know what was right or wrong, for crying out loud, he was just a boy. Only did he know he was scared. Carrying it on for 14 years. When he turned 16, he disappeared completely. No more movies, no more interviews, no more red carpets. He was gone. Not wanting to do it anymore, his contract expired and as much as his mother didn’t like the outcome, he was old enough to not being bossed around by her anymore. Buying himself into an expensive high school, wanting to go to school like a normal person. They were rich and most of them, assholes. Exactly how he wanted it to be. He blended in, no one cared who he was. He was only there for the education. Mostly being on his own there; he knew what they said about him behind his back. Arrogant, pathetic and drama-queen. He lived with it, didn’t really care about any of them. Graduating at 20, by that time he had moved out and took the money with him, that was to his own earnings. He hasn’t come far since then. Living with the royalties that still gets put into his bank account every month. Partying the night away, going under the radar. Shutting down when recognized, he gets angry. Cold by heart, it’s a self defense mechanism. Never been in love, rarely had a true friend. Not that he hasn’t tried. Trust issues always get in the way. Scared to give himself away. Using sex as a getaway, his traumas surround him, a feeling of never being in control of his own body or mind. This is him, healing. His mother getting sick. He didn’t care, yet forced to face his traumas as he once a week help her out around the house. He is all she has. Well-mannered, no direction, and straightforward. A complex person, the way to his heart and life is a long ride. Deep down being a good friend, he’s just never had a chance to prove it to many people. His reputation precedes him. The arrogant idiot, who was too good for Hollywood and disappeared. They can say whatever they want, as long he knows his own truth. |