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staticscreenwriting · 5 years

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HC for Billy would handle y/n being pregnant?

So this is more of a little blurb about what happens after (Y/N) tells Billy she’s pregnant. This just flowed real well but if you want another one talking about Billy during (Y/N)’s pregnancy let me know. Also, once again not spellchecked ! Until then, enjoy :

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Rain is poruing down from the heavens, as chief Hopper sits by the counter of the diner, his coffee long gone lukewarm and resting forgotten before him.

His eyes are trained on the boy in the corner booth. He’s been sitting there for hours, just slowly sipping on a glass of coke and smoking one cigarette after another, like a goddamn chimney.

He knows the boy, knows of the boy. There’s been a few complaints about his reckless driving and then there’s — complaints about yelling and crying coming from the house. Hopper has had the pleasure of getting to know Neil Hargrove when he decided to investigate yet another complaint about screaming and banging coming from the household.

The wife, of course, said it was just a misunderstanding that things were — just fine. They always say that. She smiled at Hopp and he could tell it was forced. They always smile. But there was nothing he could do then other than throw a stern look at Neil and tell him to keep it down. Knowing that there’s two kids in this home makes him feel uneasy, makes him feel a rage burning in his stomach.

“ Maggie, what’s with the kid ? “ he asks the waitress of the diner as she passes him, pouring him another drop of (hot) coffee.

“ Don’t ask me, usually coems around with his girlfriend. Think something might’ve happened he looks real down in the dumps. “

Hopper nods as she walks away, takes one sip of coffee, then pushes away from the counter and walks over to Billy. He plops down on the red plastic cushions of the booth, that’s bursting at ever seam.

Billy glances up at him and Hopper can just make out a fainting hue of blue and red and purple around the boy’s right eye.

“ Can I help you ? “ Billy groans.

“ Can I help you ? “

Billy shakes his head “ don’t think so. “

Hopper prides himself with being a good cop, what he has a problem with though, is talking. It’s getting people to talk. Showing empathy. It’s not that he doesn’t care. Lord knows he does, he just doesn’t know how to start, how to word his worries.

“ Maybe uh — maybe tell me what’s wrong and we’ll see if I can help “ Hopper starts and he knows, this doesn’t work on a teen but it’s always worth a try, right ?

“ How about you mind you own business, old man ? “

This, he can deal with. Teenagers being snappy? No big deal.

“ Disrespecting authority ? thin ice kid. “

Billy even has the audacity to chuckle. Hopper likes the kid, he know he shouldn’t with all his reckless driving and property damage and shit, he does anyway.

“ Hargrove, I know shit at home isn’t easy. If you tell me, I can help “

Billy looks up almost in shock, then averts his gaze again. Hopper knows he’s not gonna talk. They hardly ever do.

The kid takes a last drag of his cigarette then immediately fumbles another one from the pack stuffed into the pocket of his denim jacket.

“ That’s a bad vice to have. Shit’s gonna kill you eventually. “ The words sound hyporitical coming from Hopp of all people. He swears he’s heard someone say them to him before.

“ Yeah well can’t do it at home anymore. “ It’s a vague answer but at least the kid is talking.

“ Why’s that? “

Billy just takes another drag then shakes his head. He’s not gonna talk.

“ Alright well If you need anything I’ll be over by the counter, still gotta finish my coffee “

He gets a mere 2 steps away before Billy speaks up again “ You got a kid, right ? “

Hopper’s family history is — complicated. But he’s not gonna get into that with Billy right now so he just nods and slides back into the booth “ yeah, a daughter. Why ? “

Billy takes a sip from his coke and stubs the cigarette out in the ashtray. “ How did you — react like, when you knew you were gonan be a “ he gulps “ a dad”.

With El things were different so Hopp tries to think back to when he first hear about Sarah. When his wife told him they were gonna have a baby.

“ I was terrified”

The boy nods “ yeah. “

It’s then when it suddenly clicks for Hopper “ Is this about your girlfriend ? “

There’s a smile pulling at Billy’s lips though it’s not a happy smile. It’s one that says “It’s ironic isn’t it ?! “

“ She told me this morning and I just left. Bolted outta there like a huge fucking asshole. But what else can you expect from me ? How am I supposed to raise a kid ? I never had a dad to look up to. God I can’t end up like him. I can’t do that to them. I love them. “

Them. The girl and the baby.

“ Let me tell you something, Billy. That fear of fucking up ? That’s never gonna go away. And you will fuck up at some point. You’ll do or say the wrong thing once or twice or twenty times. Good thing is kids are forgiving. And the fact that you care so much already, that you care about fucking up. That shows me you’re not gonna be like your dad. “

Billy looks up and for the first time he looks like the scared teenage boy he is. Soft eyes and fear instead of sharp edges and scowls.

“ What if I do ? “

“ You won’t. Would that girl be with you if she thought so ? “

“ Probably not “

“ You can’t let your parents faults define you as a person. You as a father. Step up and be the best dad you possibly can be. It’s what I try to do. “

“ How’s that working ? “

Hopp shrugs “ She only hates me sometimes and still watches Miami Vice with me every time it’s on. “

Billy takes another sip then reaches into his jacket and places a piece of paper and some bundle of fabric on the table.

“ That’s my kid “ he says and holds the picture out to Hopp. “ I know it’s just a grey blob and you can’t see shit but, that’s my kid “

His voice is filled with unshead tears. Hopper thinks this boy probably hasn’t had anyone else to tell the news to. No one who’d be happy for him at least. No support. So he smiles at him and Billy ? Billy smiles back.

“ What’s that ? “

Billy takes the bundle and unfolds it. It’s a tiny onesie that says “ I was born to rock out to Metallica with my dad” and Hopper can’t suppress a laugh.

“ Saw this while driving around. Had to get it. “

There’s a radiance about Billy now, a glow that seems all consuming when he’s talking about the baby. His baby. Hopper knows that whatever happens Billy is not gonna be like Neil. He’s gonna do good. Hopper thinks Billy should know this.

“ Hey Hargrove? “

“ Hmm ? “

“ You’re doing good “

Billy looks back down to the sonogram picture and nods “ I hope so “ and he smiles.

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haeroniel-doliet · 6 years

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gah another 5 am post eh fellas

fuck i really wanna do ballet. i really rarely become obsessed (if ever) with anything, but for once i’m so so so so soso wanting to do ballet. so bad. i know i might hate it bc im fucing not musical at all, so not in shape, so not comfortable or etc. but at least im 18,(wait fuck 19 now) and not 45 trying to get in it all stiff and stuck and i think based on all the sweet positivity to adult ballet starters beginners and sure i wont perform professionally but fuck man i dont think i need that. i just want that grace and flexibility and elegance and gah itd be fabulous. i mean even now im pretending to look for turn out and walk around the house like they do in point shoes and i try fix my posture tothe advice by a ballet dancer youtuber who ive been watching so much of. i just i really wanna do it.

saddest fucking thing is guys, that i could’ve had the chance to go to the fucking royal ballets adult absolute beginner classes. in london. i could have. fuck. u wanna know what happened? i found out about it like a month or two ago and was fucking psyched bc its one of those things that just is too good to be true. the best company in uk?? w adult classes? while im in london?? yeah id have to miss a few weeks bc. whoops i gotta go back up to do my exams,but i couldve at least done a few weeks, come back and done a few last so i’d have had the best opportunity to give this a go in the best environment and then have a kindling to go off with to other available ballets. and not start with some barely managing person in a shitty studio thing. idk. sure so i tell my parents so fuckin excited bc look! its possible! but yeah its expensive, wouldve been abt 90 pound w me being a student and id have to miss 3/10 classes. but still! thin of it gah its making me so sad happy. sad bc guess its now sold out. of fuckin course it is. i told my mom and she just was uhmm ohh i dunno i dunno, oh its adults i could do it, and thinking that maybe getting her involved would mean i have a better chance of going, dont care much for her company but if shed take it as a bonding thing hell, i’ll probably do better than her in class and minor confidence boost as well as if they all others are old old i wont be alone. and she could pass over what they learned when im up in scotland. Guess that was a fuckin mistake. she got all nervous and self concious and put it off with a we’ll see we’ll see about it im thinking. and making it a whole thing like instead of me wanting to go so bad and offering for fun that shed join me, as if im trying to pressure her into doing it and would only go along to make her feel better. uh.... fucking wrong! im so mad actually. bc of course, no matter how often i mentioned it she wouldnt take it seriously to even consider booking me in! no no of course not we’ll see. and then i check before im coming back, dreading and being right that yep. theyre fucing sold out. of course they are its such a fanstastic opportunity! my only fucking opportunity! when ever again am i going to live in london with weeks free to go participate in that? when ever again? never. theyre moving out of london this summer and fuck. just doing some research and the scottish ballet is in fucking glasgow. yes i was supposed to get there if i hadnt been so shit with studying for my exams. (sure i wouldnt be doing archery and wouldnt have all the other wonderful things i now enjoy in aberdeen but fuck its frustrating) and ofc. aberdeen seems to have: one shady dance company that offers ballet fusion. not adult ballet classes. another shady school that practices at robert gordons that have no website nothing. no info how to sign up or if they have adult classes or when its so stupid and weird. maybe ill have to contact them directly idk. sure my uni has a what seems to be a thriving dance society that i have a glitched out membership for. (its 50 pound a year and i have cerrainly not paid that) and i guess they do ballet on the side. but again from a glance around, looks its only intermediate. not beginners. dont think theres that many uni age girls who just wanna start ballet now.

so it looks bleary. even in finland, i cant understand body parts in finnish so that might just be frustrating if i could even find a place that offers it. not that i’ll have long at all in finland. ill be there barely a month before heading back to uni and i come back holidays. if i wanted to take one of these eleven week courses, i think id have to geta fuckin liscence and a car and drive to glasgow 3 hrs both ways for a class once a week and that sjust stupid. im so fucking mad about this missed opportunity. like my muscles are itching and aching to do it. my legs want to work out in ballet positions. they just rly do. yeah maybe ill have to start doing barre at home from videos to try ease that, but its not gonna be the same and ill do it all wrong bc i have no teacher to direct me or anything. correct either. sure if i had done it and loved it i might still be mad that i have no opportunities to continue like i want to, but at least id have that expereince and could keep practicing at home based off of it. i am genuinely upset okay. upset betrayed disappointed sad twitchy and ugh. sure tickets go on sale today to swan lake after exams. and by fuck will i go see it. and ill get all the background before it and know it inside and out before i see it (already kinda do) and i will love it. ill bemaybe more upset and more twitchy that i cant do it, that i cant be lie them and that rly sucks. i really really wish by some miracle the school would offer summer courses so that i could just, get myself after exams into one. also another frustrating thing not quite so pressing on my mind is how my dad wants me to get summer jobs, maybe even two. one here and one in finland. sure it should theoretically be easier getting it here, esp. since im 19 now and yeah. i could work in a cafe or store just to get money and have smth to put on a cv thats not 2 weeks. but i dunno i dont particularly want to, i was hoping in london i could get the most of it culturaly (considering ive been a pouting and sad whailer whos not done anything for the last two years) then again i have p much no friends here so if i did go work somewhere theres a slight chance thered be someone i get along with and could hang out w. or visit if i needa back in london. i dunno. things are weird. sure i could try get an admin job w nhs like some lady suggested but its one of those too much responsibilty things, consdiering im shit with work i kinda would prefer to do some physical job like stacking shelves in a shop bc im good at that. but thats not gonna help me in the future. money yes, but cv building or careers wise? nah. i should owrk in hospitality or smth i dunno even i can barely get thru my work to pass rn so i dunno about job searching. im jsut a mess am i not. regardless maybe i should look if theres other ballet schoolsin london. be desperate, get a job and a ballet class going over summer and do art on the free time i guess.

okay so fer now ive found a course for like fucking 156 pound thats a 2 day full days course that looks mad cool for having different classes to learn vocab and etc and then a bit of fucking swanlake like yooo.. best thing its in like july but thats also possibly bad bc its july 28-29 and july 30 we move out. man it could be cool tho. then they offer there as well a taster session p much every other week and then a full 8 weeks of class p near by to me. sure this is specifically taught by a man and id prefer a woman but, i guess. since its ideal timing and place. and i got wondering why thats 150 and the national ballet wouldve been abt 90 and i guess there i get concession and it wouldve been only 6 classes considering the dates they had off. i should rly ask if they do do concession bc 150 is a bit steep still. for 8 classes thats almost 20 pound for 75 mins. its kinda insane. theres probably more companies i havent looked at but there is one other thats like a drop in thing 10 pound cash each class and thats a 90 mins so it might be better. ofc. obv. fault being that its drop in so being an absolute beginner w likely a lot older adults idk how id fit in or keep up or get hte most of it. i think ill go try it once regardless. then when back in abdn ask around for taster sessions and beginner ballet. worst comes to worst i wait another 4 years till i get to a big enough city that they have a nice ballet company and somewhere i can live like an adult but also get in on adult ballet and enjoy myself. maybe my industrial placement city will have a ballet company idk.

all i know is that im a bit obsessed and everyone says to go for your dreams etc. and as much as i enjoy archery (slowly gonna dedicate to it) and aikido (though training can be frustrating and training with old men isnt that fun) and ice skating is another less of a dream but in the same realm as ballet. that im gonan get new skates for and give it a better try. i just think ballet could be so fucking rad and im sad that its not so easy rn. and that my mom fucked me over. for that one course that couldve been cheap and amazing and mindchanging. to go to the ballet knowing what some of it feels like would be great. sure id love a chance to do some after as well u know. ofc it sucks it might cost a couple hundred over summer to these hobbies and i feel iffy spending 180 on a quality waterproof jacket. sure. they spend it but, im v concientious and dont wanna spend much of their money esp cus im not making my own. i guess logically, i should put a bunch of effort to getting thru this term rly well without lies and get a sumemr job. that way, i could theoretically take loan from my parents and pay back with summer job money w some left over to do as i like with (yeah i should save it for sensible shit but idk) also considering how nice i am my dad might not even want me to pay back. look i dunno. thats an idea. be good, be rewarded w ballet classes and an unstrained relationship w my parents, joyously move back to finland and start next term w a clean slate, hopefully more help and new determination into hobbies. maybe i wanna do 4 sports since i never did much as i was younger. tho sure, i did aikidos cousin taekwondo. ive shot a bow and arrow whenever i had a chance. ive skated since literally like 3 yrs old. and i used to take a form of dance a alot younger. sure no musicality but i think the exercises would be great for my knees and legs and butt and torso and posture. htese are fun sports since i dont like to work out. and since im not comfortable enough in myself to go swim.

#ballet an hobbies and thoughts and lots of things.#honestly noneed to read

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