September 10 2034, today is my 31st birthday, I was taking a walk outside the Pemberley with the person or should I say...love of my life, a famous author actually, we both decided to make our story as his masterpiece, we are heading on our family's private cemetery, buried there are all my ancestors and all the Darcys who passed away.

"I wonder if he is watching us right now, he'll probably slap my head...you know he was once against me being with you, because he don't want me to end up like him." he said while putting the flower he just bought from France on his father's grave.

I laughed while looking at him.

"No, I think he felt great seeing you happy and contented today.. That's all what parents wanted for their child."

"Maybe..So, shall we start? I brought papers and pen inside my bag, it's a perfect place since it's just the two of us...and I think your father won't interrupt and disturb us here.

"I hope so, you know how he love to tease us, anyway, I think you should make me as your main character." I joked.

"Of course, you are, if it wasn't for you, everything wouldn't be it used to be." he said while putting his palm on my cheeks.

Well it turned out that he's serious.

"It would be better to start it 10 years ago, when I was at 3rd year college, you're just a stranger in my eyes and the time when I hated everyone...And by the way, should we go to Barnstaple after? I drive and you just continue to write."

"No, I'll drive. I don't want you get tired on your birthday." he said while holding my hands.

"Can you stop treating me like a lady? You're embarrassing me in front of your father, you know I use to use gay slurs on him." I said while removing his hands on my hands.

"Yeah, that was nasty of you."

"You think he already forgave me?"

"He always did." Dad interrupts behind the tree where he hides all this time.

"Dad! Just how long have you been in that tree?"

"I followed you guys, I heard that you'll write your masterpiece." Dad said coming towards us.

"Yeah."

"I think you need me." said Dad and sat beside me.

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~10 Years Ago~

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Hello, I'm William, William Darcy Jr. 20. And I'm gonna share with you how complicated or let's say fuck-up my life is. I came from a very well-known bloodline in British history, the Darcys'. That proud Fitzwilliam Darcy you read on the book is my great great great great great Grandfather, according to Lady Sophia, my Great Grand Aunt basically my Grandfather's Aunt, Elizabeth and Fitzwilliam Darcy had five sons and no daughter, they lived their life at Pemberley located at Stockport, England, that big big historical house with their private park around it, after the couple died in 1882 and 1883, their sons and their wives inherited the house, as the family becomes bigger and bigger, their childrens getting married one by one, they started to live separately around Great Britain and when all the sons of Elizabeth and Fitzwilliam's passed away, they all made an agreement, that Pemberley will be passed on into the oldest children of Fitzwilliam and Elizabeth's first son and will be passed on his child and his children's children and so on, they also made Pemberley a public attraction after the second world war and earned pounds from it. 

Until it was passed  on Lady Sophia, the youngest and only daughter with 4 older brothers a who remained unmarried in her 100th year of life, yeah, she just turned 100. Even so, the Darcys remained united, we even have annual family reunions, not to mention special occasions and funerals that required all the Darcys to attend to. Anyway, that's not actually the main story will be, but we will get there someday somehow because it will play a crucial role in my story, so let's continue about introducing myself.

Both my parents have different families now, they made me through premarital sex. They were once live-in partner and have me, they even said that I was just a product of their stupidity, that hurts, but it's true. I was raised in Hampstead, London by my father's parents, Grandma Wilma and Grandpa Eddie.

And the most complicated thing now is my mother Emily is married to my uncle Willie, my father's younger brother and they have two sons, Billy and Ellie, my father also married the Prime Minister's daughter Princess Irina and they also have two sons, Jim and Jerry, which made me surprise because as far as I suspect, my father is a queer that's why my mother left him, I can sense it because I am too. But Darcys' don't allow homosexuality, if you're caught, you'll be punished and banished from the family. 

Where am I now? I lived alone in a very small apartment, my grandma Emma, my mother's mother, she is the one who bought this flat for me as gift on my 18th birthday, she is also the one  who is giving me allowance sometimes per week, at least 100 pounds. I worked as a part timer at a fastfood restaurant in Cambridge, I was also accepted as a scholar at University of Cambridge. I still consider myself lucky since I still have this very supportive best friends, Gerald Bingley and Zelbert Collins, the three of us are all scholars at Cambridge. The scholarship only covers our tuition fee but not the accomodations of free dorms and meals, so we rented mini apartments near the campus. Gerald dreamed to be a famous Writer, Zelbert and me both studies Law, we also have a lot in common, broken family, fuck-up lives but the difference is they're both runaways and they are straight, does they know? No. I know they are my best friends, but I don't think need to know about what I am.

February 2 2024, Tuesday about 3PM, Gerald, Zelbert and me is at the library re arranging the books as a part of our student service at the school, we do this once or twice a week. It's not new to us that students rarely go the library these days, probably the books gone messy because library is the new place to have sex, but at least clean their mess, we once saw a semen spilled on the floor which is so disgusting.

"Seriously again? If I caught these motherfuckers, I'll let them swallow their own cum" Zelbert said with frustration. "Can't they just do it in the bathroom?" he added while wiping the semens on the floor.

"Maybe the bathroom is full hahaha" I joke at him.

"Well you're the one to talk" he replied.

"I think we should report it to the librarian, I can't afford wiping other's semen every week, I feel like I'm losing my dignity and pride doing this shit." Gerald said.

"Well I guess the librarian is a total fuck up too, last time I saw her being shagged by one of the professor and she's liking it" Zelbert laugh.

We went to the cafeteria after to grab some snack. At the the table, it came to our attention those girls who are looking at us in the other table, they seem pretty and showing affection on us, well of course Gerald and Zelbert responded and wave at them. Unexpectedly, the girls went on our table with their foods, there are four of them and I remembered that these girls are the one who keep flirting with us in the past few weeks. One girl sat beside me rubbing my leg pants.

"Are you free tonight?" she asked while keep rubbing my leg pants.

"I have work tonight, sorry" I replied at her then my phone rings.

So I have to get out to see who is calling, it's my dad and said that I need to go to Pemberley tonight because my aunt Bridget died, my father's cousin's wife Mark Darcy. Honestly, I only saw aunt Bridget once in my life, if it's not because of the family's tradition, I wouldn't come at her funeral. 

"Hey..Junior um..You know that we are all required to attend the funeral but do you have any mode of transport of getting to Stockport? You can hitch a ride with us, I'll bring the larger car, I can fetch you at your apartment tonight." said Dad on the phone.

"Actually no, but I'll manage, I can borrow a motorcycle from a friend, I think it's better than your big car, don't want to bother your wife and your noisy sons. But don't worry I will attend the funeral." I replied and dropped the call.

Now I'm a bit nervous, meeting my family again, I didn't came at Hampstead, London last New Year's Eve. Last Christmas I was late, because I reported on my manager before going home. They already had Christmas family pictures without me. Only my gift hasn't been opened. And the food are just left overs, they thought that I can't come that's why, well I can accept that.

My brothers on my father's side, Jim and Jerry, my mother's side, Billy and Ellie. The four of them is waiting for me to open the gift, while I'm at the table and about to open the gift, the four them is at the front and more excited than me. It's a watch, hmmm nice, I never had a such an expensive watch in my entire life. They were amazed too.

"Who wrapped this?" I asked.

"It was Santa Clause!" shouted Ellie and Jerry. What a total dipshit, even when I was a kid, I never believed in Santa Clause. 

But they were just kids, except this Billy and Jim who are just little bit younger than me.

"Tell Santa Clause that next time, I want a real time." I told them and they were totally confused