Ugh school starts this week so expect less and less updates, BUT SENIOR YEAR BITCHES !

Jack watched as the nurse moved the wand over his wife's belly, a small belly that held and housed their growing child.

"It's a boy" she smiled at the young couple, Katherine shot a grin up to jack and he winked at her.

They were having a son.

*
As soon as Katherine found out they were definitely having a boy she and Clara began to search for baby things. Clothing, blankets, toys, cribs and so and so forth.

Katherine had some butlers move furniture out of one of the guest rooms in their apartments that was connected to their own bedroom for the baby.

She debated on a blue nursery or a cream color. She said she'd wait till jack sees and says his opinion.

*

"We're having a boy" he told his mother that afternoon over tea, she had a cup of Raspberry and Lemon tea with two sugars and a splash of milk while he drank coffee.

"Oh how exciting!" Medda said as she stirred her tea. "Have you two though of names?" She asked.

"Yeah" jack answered "Atticus Joesph Alexander Pulitzer Larkin Kelly" he said.

"After your father how wonderful! Dad would have loved that" she smiled.

"No he wouldn't have, he would have said that's a stupid thing to do! Name a kid after some old king and force him to live up to the name! What if my son never wants to be king? What if he wants to be normal and have a normal life! And he wants a normal job! He wants to paint or draw like he always wanted?! He wants to be free and not have his life chosen for him! Having to work for things and learn the value instead of getting things handed to you on a silver platter by some butler your mother sent in!"

"Jack you need to calm-" medda began.

"What if he never wants this! He never wanted any of this! He wishes he wasn't firstborn ? He gets engaged because his family told him to! And he fails as a fiancé ! Then as a husband and he's gonna fail like his father and his father before him and his father before him and one day the pressure builds up and up and his head is pounding" tears were now pouring out of Jack's eyes.

"Is his head is pounding and going a million miles a minute and he's being pulled left and right between his family and his country! And everyone wants this image and he has to be just as good if not better than his father ! But his father was never there so he has no clue what to do?!" Jack was pacing the room now, speaking loudly medda was sure that the other side of the palace could hear.

"Because he killed himself from the pressure and the demands ! And never getting to whatever he wants! Getting his whole life chosen for him! Because of his birth rank and his parents being royal! What if my son wishes he could go back in time and change it all! What if my son wishes he was never born! What do I do! I can't do anything!" He yelled .

Jack punched a wall straight through, causing the drywall to cave in and cause a huge whole. "I can't do anything!" He yelled and banged his head against the ruined wall.

Medda watched her son bang his head on the wall over and over until he flipped on his back and slid down, crying hard and grasping his hair through his fingers, with his head in his hands and elbows on his knees.

"I was never meant to be king!" Jack said and sobbed uncontrollably.

Medda's heart sank as she ran to her son and gently cradled his side, holding him as any mother would hold their hurt child.

-A.N.-
Holy mother ducking shit
-Joey