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so i wanted to update you guys on what iām doing with Blue
this next chapter iām putting on FFN (i will tell you when itās up) will be changed. iām considering lengthening the story.Ā
Chapter Forty-Two - A new beginning
I sat on the couch at Jennās house while Caleb was getting snacks ready. It was the night of the Academy Awards and it would be the first time I would be seeing Seth since our break up.
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā āAre you sure you want to watch,ā Caleb asked while bring food out from the kitchen.
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā āIām sure, despite everything, I still want to support him.ā I texted Seth āGood Luck Tonight!ā, but heard nothing back from him, which I wasnāt expecting to since I knew that he was going to be extremely busy today.
We watched the Red Carpet coverage on E! and Jenn and I casted our votes on all the dresses and then Emilia Clark appeared in a cute white with black polka dot number and I almost fell apart. The rumor mill was churning that Seth and Emilia were dating and had been while the two of us were engaged. The fact that a TV actress was at the Oscars only further fueled the rumors.
Jenn grabbed my hand, āLetās just watch something else.ā
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā āNo,ā I insisted, Iām going to watch.
Seth finally appeared on the TV alongside his sister and dad. Racheal and Ron looked spectacular and Seth looked so handsome in his tux, the tux that we had picked out together, the tux that I made alteration appointments for. That tux held so many memories and then I started to feel the lump in my throat again.
I stayed strong though and sat through the opening monologue; after that I zoned out until the end of the show. After it was all said and done, I got up to leave and Jenn just pulled me in for a hug, āWill you please call me when you get back to your room.ā
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā āI will, but Iām okay, I really am.ā
I drove back to the Beverly Hills Hotel and decided to take a hot bath after I ordered myself some wine. I sat in the tub soaking away my care when I heard my cell phone chime; not just any chime, but Sethās chime. I froze, and had to concentrate to catch my breath. I dried off and went to the nightstand. All he said was āThank you.ā
I took a deep breath and wouldnāt allow the tears to fall, I had been doing so good and today was a test for myself. I had been telling myself that Seth and I were over and that I needed to focus on me. I had finally found a job and a new place and I was on my way to a better me.
I called Jenn, āHey, Seth texted me back.ā
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā āAnd?ā
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā āAnd nothing, he just said āthank youā, so I guess he couldnāt have cared less if I messaged him at all.ā
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā āAre you ok?ā
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā āIām fine,ā I sighed, āI really donāt know what I was expecting, but that surely wasnāt it.ā
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā āYouāll feel better soon enough and just remember that I love you.ā
I let out a puff of air, āThanks,ā
We hung up and I went back in the bathroom and drained the tub. As the water was empting, I went to the sink to brush my teeth; I looked at myself in the mirror and thought to myself, āYouāre going to be ok.ā
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The next morning, I texted Seth once again, āI just wanted to let you know that my new job starts March 4th and I found a place, so Iāll be checking out of the room this Friday.ā And just like yesterday afternoon I wasnāt expecting to hear back from him.
I changed out my PJs into my yoga pants and a t-shirt and headed out for my morning jog. As I ran I started to think that if I had just listened to Seth and gone for a jog that last morning that we were together, where would might be now.
I shook my head and turned up the music, no point in thinking like that. Wishing was just hoping for things to be different than they were.
I ran down Crescent Dr. and before I knew it I was on Wilshire Blvd. I realized that I had been running for over an hour and ended up right in front of Fuzzy Door Productionās office building. I bent over and grabbed my knees as I panted to catch my breath. I decided that I had enough running for the day and went across the street to a get a coffee and called a cab.
On the drive back to the hotel, I thought about what would motivate me to not only run that much but to go in that direction, towards Seth, towards something that I knew was over.
After a long hot shower, I decided that Friday was too far away, but my new apartment wasnāt going to be ready until then and I had nowhere to stay. Well, that wasnāt true, Jenn had offered her guest room to me, but being surrounded by the happiest couple on earth wasnāt exactly appealing to a girl whose engagement just ended.
Although, ending up in front of Fuzzy Door, was maybe an omen that I needed to move on. Stop being reliant on Seth and just cut all ties. His generosity was overwhelming, but I had saved some money while working for him and I knew Jenn wouldnāt charge me ārentā since I would be moving out in a few days.
I called Jenn. āCaleb and I would love to have you stay.ā
I packed up my few belongings and headed for the front desk. āHi, I need to check out my room.ā
The front desk clerk quickly looked up from her magazine, staring back at me was a picture of Seth and myself from the Ted premiere (prior to falling) with a big rip down the middle and a headline below, āLindsay the Liar!ā I could only imagine what it was about.
The woman cleared her throat, āYes, um, of course. You were in Bungalow 8, correct.ā
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā āYes.ā I stared at her, trying to act like I didnāt see what she was reading.
I threw my luggage into the trunk of my car and drove to Jennās, who very kindly gave me her garage door code. I made my way upstairs to the guest room. I laid my suitcases on the floor and decided against unpacking; what would be the point when I would be leaving in just a few days.
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Spending time with Jenn was wonderful, we had two girlās night out and by the time Friday rolled around, she and I had so many new and wonderful memories.
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā āI canāt believe youāre doing this,ā Jenn said as she drove me to the airport.
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā āI needed a fresh start and this opportunity seems like the best choice.ā
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā āBut New York, in March, itās going to be kind of cold.ā
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā āI know, but I couldnāt pass up the chance. This is an amazing opportunity, and I get to work in TV still.ā I was excited, I had interviewed with Abso Lutely Productions; the company responsible for Tom goes to the Mayor, Tim & Eric, Awesome Show, Great Job, and The Eric Andre Show. I would be working alongside Eric Wareheim as the company expanded their presences in New York. It was exciting; having the opportunity to build something from the ground up, but also with the backing of a company with a proven track records. And my new place wasnāt too shabby.
A beautiful, newly renovated two bed, one and half bath apartment overlooking Central Park; and the best partā¦the company was paying my first year of rent!
It was a huge move, for the second time in my life, but I was really looking forward to the change of scenery. Of course my mother wasnāt thrilled that I would not be returning to St. Louis, but she really had come around, to a lot of things, since my dad had died.
After a long flight, I finally arrived at JFK. I got my few pieces of luggage and made my way to the pickup terminal. I was greeted by Eric, who embraced me in a bear hug, āHey kid, how was the flight?ā
I looked up at that man, āTwo words, screaming toddler.ā
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā āYikes, that sounds like a nightmare.ā
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā āI understand, pressure changes and what not, but the mother. Oh lord, the mother, she just sat there and acted like it was the funniest thing in the world. She kept laughing and saying in this ridiculous tone of voice, āJohnny, now, you need to be quiet. Come on Johnny, you need to be sweet, letās play with your toys.ā The only offer of condolences that she gave to anyone was when she looked at me and said, āIf only his nanny would have traveled with us, he does so much better when Nanny Sarah is with us, she can actually take care of him.ā I told her that maybe Nanny Sarah needs to adopt little Johnny, since she clearly canāt take care of him.ā
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā āSpoken like a person who doesnāt have a child.ā I liked Eric, and I knew he loved his daughter Hannah, but I hated how condescending it was when people with children sounded when they said that. Like somehow having a child makes you immune to the chills down the spine you get when a child screams, especially when someone is confined to a flying tin can for seven hours.
After traveling through the typical New York City traffic, we finally arrived at my new apartment. I was so excited as we entered the elevator and made our way up to the fifth floor. Eric would be living in the same building, all be it, on the tenth floor penthouse with a beautiful terrace, but I wasnāt complaining my new digs were spectacular.
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā āWell, this is where I leave you,ā Eric said as the doors opened and handed me my keys.
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā āAlright, well, Iāll see you on Monday morning.ā Eric hit the button for his floor and the doors closed. I wheeled my two suitcases behind me. I opened the door and I stepped into my new life.
The fully furnished apartment was so wonderfully decorated, and for the first time, I felt like a real adult. I was doing something for myself for the first time, and also living on my own. I earned everything; I wasnāt sleeping on someoneās couch, I wasnāt living in someone elseās house, this was all my own.
I put my clothes in the closet and looked around my new place. Aside from pictures, I hadnāt seen the apartment and I needed to familiarize myself with new surroundings.
I decided to take a hot shower and wash the airport off of me when my cellphone rang. To my surprise it was Seth.
I answered apprehensively, āHello.ā
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā āHi, sorry about not getting back to you sooner, Iāve just beenā¦ā
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā āBusy, I know. I figured as much. So how are you.ā
He hesitated, āIām fine, Iām going to be taking a vacation, and thought that maybe we could have lunch or something before I leave. How does Monday work for you?ā
I realized in that moment that Seth didnāt have the entire picture. āMonday would be fine, but Iām in L.A.ā
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā āOh, thatās fine, when do you get back. We can do something then. I justā¦ā
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā āI wonāt be back to L.A. for a while. I moved to New York for my new job.ā
There was a moment of quiet, āOhā¦thatās great. March is a little cold, but it will be warm soon enough.ā
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā āYeahā¦soā¦ā I was at a loss for words. It was as if Seth and I had never spoken to each other before.
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā āSo what are doing in New Yorkā¦for work.ā
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā āIām an assistant for Eric Wareheim. He and Tim wanted to have more a presence here andā¦umā¦here I am.ā
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā āThatās great, Iām really proud of you.ā It was silent yet again, and then Seth spoke, āWell, I guess Iāll let you go and if Iām there or youāre here, then maybe we can meet up.ā
I wanted to ask Seth a million questions, keep him on the phone and talk for hours, but all I said was, āSure, itās a date.ā
I hung up the phone and stared at the screen, maybe hoping he would call me back, but he didnāt. I felt the sting of tears in my eyes; I wanted to cry, but I wouldnāt allow myself. Instead, I took a deep breath and headed for that shower that I wanted to take.
After my shower and a long nap, I got up and decided to get some dinner. Since I didnāt know anyone I planned to just order in when I heard a knock at the door. I wondered who it could be since I didnāt know anyone. I peered out the peephole; and beaded face was staring at me.
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā āDid you need something?ā
Eric tilted his head slightly, āDo you want to get dinner. Iām upstairs all alone, youāre down here all alone andā¦ā
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā āI would love to, just give me a minute.ā
Eric walked in while I finished getting ready and we headed to one of Ericās favorite Italian restaurants. Of course there were so many memories of Seth that littered the city. I tried to push the thoughts aside as Eric talked to me.
When we arrived at the restaurant, I had this fleeting moment of pain and I told myself that I would not go down this road again. I would not allow my boss to take me out to dinner and have that turn into a train wreck of a relationship. I started to think, āLuckily, heās married,ā but then I remembered, āBut Seth was in a relationship when you met him and that didnāt stop you.ā I sat there and realized how stupid the thoughts were. Eric was really sweet, and I thought he was a comedy genius, but I wasnāt attracted to him, and how conceded was I to think that he was even interested in me.
We were seated and our food arrived sometime later. āIs everything alright?ā
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā āHuh?ā
Eric pointed at my plate with his fork, āIs your food okay? You havenāt really touch it.ā
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā āYeah, I just think Iām tired from this past week. Honestly the past few monthsā have been hell for me, but Iāll be okay.ā
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā āAre you sure. I know that we donāt know each other that well, yet you can talk to me. Iām sure you know that I know, at least a little bit about the last few months of your life.ā
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā āIām aware, but in no way is that going to affect what Iāll be doing here or for you.ā
Eric laughed, āYou got the job, you donāt need to keep your interview face on.ā
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā āSorry, I just donāt want any of my past to interfere with my future, or to give you the impression that itās going too.ā
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā āHey, youāve been through a lot, so donāt feel like you canāt have feelings about it.ā
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā āThank you for understanding, itās just a lot and all at once.ā
Eric nodded in agreement, āYou seem to be doing great, despiteā¦ā
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā āDespite the fact that my entire life is falling apart and itās all on display for the world to see.ā
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā āYeah.ā
We both chuckled and it was the first time I sort of laughed at the ridiculousness of my circumstances.
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Found a youtube video, called "January 1999 Seth MacFarlane and his mom interview on his youth, and creating Family Guy". It aired before Family Guy premiered. Hope the fandom likes it.
This one?
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Also, Seth needs to wear red more often, it looks very nice on him!
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This isnāt lust. Lust wants, does the obvious⦠Love is greedier. Love wants round-the-clock care; protection; rings, vows, joint accounts; scented candles on birthdays; life insurance. Babies. Loveās a dictator.
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Unpaid Whore
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What do you ladies think? Do you think when we spread our legs for a guy who shows us interest we are being unpaid whores? Dr. Laura can be very harsh when it comes to her advice. When I first heard her use this term my mouth fell open.
Here is the letter.
IĀ remember the first time I heard you use the term, āunpaid whore.ā My mouth dropped open and I stared at my car radio in shock. Anger came next, because I was one. āHow dare you?ā I thought. And, then confusion: āWhat sort of woman would demand payment??ā I stewed and brooded about it, but kept up my behavior. According to the movies, a man wanted a woman who approached sex like a professional, who didnāt get emotionally involved, and that independent, aloof quality would make him fall in love with me. Heād see my softer side despite my best efforts to hide it, and weād get married and live in the suburbs. Hey, it worked for Julia Roberts! (movie: āPretty Womanā) In reality, though, I couldnāt approach sex with mercenary efficiency. I came to care about the person I was sharing myself with, and watched, dumbfounded and crushed, when time and again they left me to marry someone else: Someone with self-respect; Someone with class. They treated me exactly as I was: a prostitute they didnāt have to pay. It took me a long, long time to realize that the way to a manās heart is NOT through his penis, despite what he might tell me, despite what the movies portray. Thanks to you, Iāve realized that I have to love MYSELF, respect MYSELF before anyone can love me, before I can love anyone back⦠Thanks to you, I finally see that a manās willingness to sleep with me is no compliment. Itās not flattering to know that this man or that man will ādoā me. Theyāll ādoā practically anyone who offers it for free. Casual sex is like fast food to a man: a common, cheap meal he gobbles on his way to somewhere else, somewhere better, and then promptly forgets. Nowadays, when a man tries to charm his way into my pants, I laugh. āIām not gonna be your Happy Meal,ā I say, and walk away. I donāt deserve to be used and thrown away; I wonāt let that happen ever again. I deserve to be treasured, savored, prized and loved.Ā What kind of woman demands payment? This kind. A man will pay me the RESPECT and HONOR and DIGNITY I deserve, for all the tender, sweet, nurturing love, fun and support I offer him - in bed and out. I donāt care if I have to wait until Iām 90 to find this man! I wonāt ever settle for less. Thanks for helping me become the confident, secure, sexy woman I was PRETENDING to be. āUnpaid whoreā was a tough pill to swallow, but eventually it did me some good.
Please let there be a part 15 to bff, please?
ā¦..mmk if this gets ā¦80 notes. and no repeat offenders to up the number. iāll write bff 15.
Ā heh heh good luck. i donāt even have that many readers. hahahaha ahh shit..if this gets 100 iāll write another part to Blue.Ā
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Would Gwen lose it if she saw what boomer was doing while watching her and how would she react to seeing him all his glory
I donāt know if sheād lose it, I think sheād go into a state of shock and feel horribly offended. How dare he use her, type of a thing, you know? Seeing him in all his glory would definitely throw her for a loop. In all honesty, the whole situation would mess with her head. Probably would make her feel unsafe.
I like how you're writing this, like she is acting like a real person and is somewhat scared of him instead of her acting like she just can't contain herself around his naked form. Thank you

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