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Greg drove and drove, with no idea where he was heading. But where could he go? His house? No. Russell's house? No. At a time like this the one person Greg thought he could go to was Nick. But now, he had no one. A tear slid down his face as he thought back to what Nick had said to him. He was a coward, he knew it, but hearing the words come out of Nick's mouth made it a hundred times worse.
His phone was constantly ringing on the passenger seat next to him, but Greg ignored it. All he wanted right then was to be left alone. Yet, at the same time, he wished for someone to be there.
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"Aren't you coming with me to go after him?" Russell asked Nick when he was walking towards his Denali in the garage.
Nick had followed him out but stopped at the doors. "And do what? I don't know what to say to him."
Russell opened his car door and jumped inside. "Well, if you get in now, you can think while we go and find him." Nick decided to get in with Russell. He needed to see Greg.
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The desert. How on earth did he manage to get here?
Greg looked around at the nothingness. What he was looking for he didn't know, but he longed to find it. Tears were slowly falling from his eyes as he sat in front of his car, his hands in the warm sand.
Life used to be good. Yet now, it seemed as though nothing could go right. Looking out he could see a car coming towards him. It was just like his work truck. Yep, it was a work truck; more importantly, it was Russell's.
It stopped next to his and Greg could feel the heat from the engine as it pulled up next to him. Hearing two doors slam shut, Greg looked around confused. When he saw it was Nick though, he couldn't look at him, so turned away.
"Hey." Russell said as he sat next to him.
Greg didn't say anything, just looked down ashamed to have tears swimming in his eyes.
Russell looked at him and for the first time he saw how much this had actually changed Greg. "You know" He started. "You could have come to me. I wish you'd have come to me."
Nick slowly sat himself down cross legged on the sand in front of Greg and Russell.
Greg shook his head and put his elbows on his knees. "I'm sorry." He sobbed as he brought his hands up to his face as he cried.
Nick reached out and put his hand on Greg's knee comfortingly. "We know you are. We're sorry too."
Greg looked up to him and sniffled. "Why? What have you done?" He asked sharper than intended.
"It's more what we haven't done. We should have seen you needed help, and we didn't give it to you." Russell chimed in.
"But… I didn't want any help. I just…" Greg shook his head. "I just never wanted anyone to know." He finished saying.
"I can understand that, but we do know now, so whatever you wanna talk about, whenever you wanna talk about it, we will." Russell said to him.
But Greg shook his head again. Talk? About what? There was nothing he wanted to say. Well, there was plenty to say; he was scared, felt trapped, vulnerable, and paranoid, worried about the people still out there that Russell seemed to have forgotten about. There was plenty more things too.
"I don't wanna talk about it though."
"Greg, I know you don't want to, after I was out of that box I didn't want to either. But when I finally went to see someone about it, it did me a whole lot of good. I was able to sleep again, act normal, and not have to bother about what people think of me. I really think you should talk to someone."
"Yeah, I can make you an appointment with the labs psychiatrist?" Russell chimed in.
Greg looked down. "I'll think about it." Was all he said.
"Well how about you go home and Maria will cook you something to eat."
Nick frowned with confusion. "What? Where are you staying?"
Greg nodded his head towards Russell's direction.
"Why's he staying with you?" Nick asked skeptically.
"It's complicated. Just after everything that happened, we thought it was best for him to stay with us. Didn't we Greg?"
Looking up, Greg slowly gave a nod.
"Well how about you come and stay with me? I always want someone to hang out with. Unless you'd rather stay with Russell." Nick asked him.
Greg sighed. "Nick..."
Nick put his hands up. "Hey, if you don't want to it's fine, man."
"No, I'll stay with you." Greg said, although not sounding convincing.
Russell gave Nick a look. "Greg, you do have a choice."
"I know. I'll stay with Nick though. Thanks for letting me stay at your place, and everything you've done." Greg said with a sad smile.
Russell nodded. "Okay. I'll get all your stuff together and bring it to you." Russell got up. "So am I making that appointment or leaving it for a while?"
"Leaving it for a while, please. Am I fired?" Greg asked tentatively.
Nick also looked to Russell awaiting an answer. "No. As long as you stop it and stop it now. This stays between the three of us."
Greg smiled slightly. "Thank you."
"I'll see you guys later then."
Russell jumped in his Denali, leaving Greg and Nick sat in the sand together.
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Bit of a rubbish ending to the chapter I know! Please review though and tell me what you think :)
