Conan Grey: averts gaze, fingers nervously picking at his shirt I-it... it just happened, I swear I didn't mean to...
You got a lot of nerve, bro.
Conan Grey: stammers Look, I... I know it was wrong, but I couldn't help myself. She's... she's my sister-in-law, but... but I've always...
gives him a sideways glance Always what?
Conan Grey: takes a deep breath, mustering up courage I've always had feelings for her. It's been eating away at me for so long, and...
raises an eyebrow Feelings? For our wives? What kind of twisted game are you playing?
Conan Grey: steps closer, his voice barely above a whisper It's not a game, okay? These feelings... they're real.
laughs sarcastically Real? You call this real? You're fucking delusional, aren't you?
Conan Grey: flinches at headlinem's harsh tone, tears welling up in his eyes Delusional? No, I'm not! I... I can't help how I feel! Why can't anyone understand that?!
looks at him, expression softening slightly Because it's fucked up, man. Plain and simple.
Conan Grey: voice cracking, tears streaming down his face Maybe... maybe it's fucked up, but I can't help it!
looks at him, then at his wife This... this ain't right. We're brothers, for fuck's sake. It's like... like you're screwing with the very fabric of our family.
Conan Grey: takes a step back, hurt evident in his eyes I-I know it's wrong, but... but I can't control what I feel. It's suffocating me, crushing me inside. I just... I need to be honest, even if it means destroying everything. voice breaks, sobbing uncontrollably
looks at him, conflicted Look, Conan... I don't know what to say. This... this is a lot to take in.
Headlinem and Conan Grey's relationship becomes irreparably damaged due to Conan's confession of forbidden love for his sister-in-law, leading to a complete breakdown of their familial bond.
shakes his head slowly I... I never saw this coming. But no matter how twisted your feelings are, they don't change the fact that you're family. And family doesn't fuck each other.
Conan Grey: sniffs, wipes his tears, trying to compose himself I-I understand your anger, but you have to believe me... I would never intentionally hurt anyone.
sighs deeply That's not what I'm worried about, Conan. It's about respect. For yourself, for our sister, and for our family.
Conan Grey: takes a deep breath, determined I understand, and I promise you, I will find a way to deal with these feelings.
How do you plan on doing that?
Conan Grey: determined glint in his eyes I'll go get professional help. I'll see a therapist, someone who can guide me through this mess.
Fine. Get your shit together, man. We can't keep going like this.
Conan Grey: straightens his posture, a glimmer of hope in his eyes Thank you for understanding. I won't let you down.
Just remember, Conan, we're still family. Fix this, or it's over.
Conan Grey: grabs his phone, quickly searching for a therapist's contact information I won't disappoint you, I promise.
watches as he searches for a therapist You better not fuck this up, bro. Our family's counting on you.
Conan Grey: calls the therapist and schedules an appointment Thank you for giving me this chance. I won't waste it.
smirks Good. Now let's see if this therapy crap works. For all our sakes.
Conan Grey: heads to his car, determined I won't let you down, I swear. I'll fix this, for everyone's sake.
Alright, Conan. We're watching. Don't let us down.
Conan Grey: drives towards the therapist's office, gripping the steering wheel tightly I won't let you down. I'll fix this, no matter what it takes.
Conan Grey: takes a deep breath, speaking with determination Next, I'll work on identifying the root causes of my feelings.
leans back, crossing his arms Root causes, huh? Let's hope this therapist can help you dig deep enough.
Conan Grey: visits the therapist's office, nervously tapping his foot Hi, thank you for seeing me. I'm here because I need help understanding these feelings.
rolls his eyes Get on with it, Conan. We don't have all day.
Conan Grey: takes a deep breath, gathering his thoughts Okay, let's start from the beginning. I've always felt like an outsider in our family.
Is that so? chuckles darkly You're telling me you're a fucking outsider in your own damn family? What kind of twisted joke is that?
Conan Grey: clenches his fists, trying to maintain composure It's not a joke, Headlinem. I've always felt overshadowed by you and our sister.
Overshadowed? That's rich coming from you, Conan. You were always the golden child, remember?
Conan Grey: takes a moment to collect himself, speaking with controlled anger You may have gotten all the attention and praise, but I was left struggling to find my own identity.
laughs bitterly Struggling to find your own identity? That's a good one, Conan. You became a musician, didn't you? Made a name for yourself. Doesn't sound like you were too shitty after all.
Conan Grey: stands up abruptly, pointing a finger at Headlinem You think this is all just a funny joke, don't you? You think everything I've been feeling is trivial, insignificant compared to your perfect little life!
leans forward, smirking Oh, so now you're throwing a tantrum? Classic Conan. laughs
Conan Grey: takes a deep breath, trying to calm himself You're right, Headlinem. I am angry. Angry at myself for not being able to control my feelings. Angry at you for not understanding what I've been going through. But most of all, I'm angry at myself for hurting our sister.