Author's note:
Thank you for all the wonderful reviews, it's good to know there are still
PTL fans out there.
-Kiwi: thank you!
-Natascha: here you go, thanked again! LOL, you were close, it's actually next year with updating! You're right, I indeed started writing a LOTR story, because that is where my interest is as well, but I'm posting as regular as I'm posting here. *chuckles*
-Erin: I'm sorry, again a long time between chapters. It's not only moving, but I won't bore you with my personal problems. Let's just say I didn't forget about you guys.
-Denise: here is your next chapter; I hope you will enjoy it.
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Philip sighed. He has been here for weeks now and still nothing has happened. It was taking too long for everybody. Nick was on the edge of his temper and could go off any second. And the young priest could understand why. Everywhere Nick went, somebody followed. He was never alone, and that was creeping Nick out. It was hard on a normal person, but for a teenager, it was even worse. How long were they trying to keep this up? Weeks, months, years? Philip began to think that what happened to
Nick was just some sort of gift from God, giving his friend his youth back, starting all over again, without the loss of his seal team and Julia. Alex was thinking the same but Rachel and Derek just didn't believe that. Philip knew this was going wrong. But how long would it take for Nick to explode?
"No," Nick yelled. "I'm going to the city for some clothes and I don't need a babysitter to buy clothes! I can do it by myself, Derek. I'm a big boy and you're not my dad!"
Derek was getting angry. He was doing everything in his power to protect the boy from getting hurt, but all he could do was wine and yell. "Fine, get yourself killed then, do you want that? Because I don't. I care for you Nick."
Nick snorted. "Yeah well, if you cared so much for me, why didn't you protect me from my dad? Huh? Why didn't you protect me from the beatings?"
"Nick, I.....I didn't know."
"No, you didn't. You were to busy sucking up to the big man to see that you're precious major Boyle wasn't all fun and play."
Nick said it without realising that was the soft spot Derek always kept from him. And Derek felt his anger exploding, a red curtain for his eyes. His hand flashed out, hitting Nick with all the anger he felt the last weeks. Nick's body fell to the ground from the sudden impact and he heard his jaw snap with a sickening crack.
Derek was shocked. What did he do? Nick looked at him with big eyes, filled with fear, pain and disappointment. Derek reached for him, wanting to help him, but Nick crawled back, afraid of another blow.
Rachel came running in the room; when she had heard the yelling suddenly stop.
"What happened here?"
But what she saw didn't need an explanation. Derek's guilty face and Nick's fast swelling face said it all. Rachel gave Derek an angry glance. It took her so long for Nick to trust them, and now Derek
spoiled it all with one burst of anger. Derek mumbled something and paced away, to embarrassed to stay in the room any longer. Nick moaned when he tried to talk. Damn, his jaw looked very broken, thought Rachel. And not to mention his mental state being shattered into a
million pieces. Nick didn't talk during the ride to the hospital. He avoided the worried glances from Philip and Rachel. He felt betrayed by Derek. He didn't do anything wrong, but he was slapped again. By a person he never expected from. Was it his fault? Maybe his father was right; he
was a piece of shit. Something that wasn't meant to be on this earth. As soon as he was left alone, he knows what to do. Something he wanted to do years ago, but he was stopped then by Derek calling his name. He wanted to get rid of all the pain and damnation. He wanted peace and to be alone. And he knew of one thing to do that. He was going to do it tonight, so that he be finally rid of the shame, pain and loneliness.
-Kiwi: thank you!
-Natascha: here you go, thanked again! LOL, you were close, it's actually next year with updating! You're right, I indeed started writing a LOTR story, because that is where my interest is as well, but I'm posting as regular as I'm posting here. *chuckles*
-Erin: I'm sorry, again a long time between chapters. It's not only moving, but I won't bore you with my personal problems. Let's just say I didn't forget about you guys.
-Denise: here is your next chapter; I hope you will enjoy it.
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Philip sighed. He has been here for weeks now and still nothing has happened. It was taking too long for everybody. Nick was on the edge of his temper and could go off any second. And the young priest could understand why. Everywhere Nick went, somebody followed. He was never alone, and that was creeping Nick out. It was hard on a normal person, but for a teenager, it was even worse. How long were they trying to keep this up? Weeks, months, years? Philip began to think that what happened to
Nick was just some sort of gift from God, giving his friend his youth back, starting all over again, without the loss of his seal team and Julia. Alex was thinking the same but Rachel and Derek just didn't believe that. Philip knew this was going wrong. But how long would it take for Nick to explode?
"No," Nick yelled. "I'm going to the city for some clothes and I don't need a babysitter to buy clothes! I can do it by myself, Derek. I'm a big boy and you're not my dad!"
Derek was getting angry. He was doing everything in his power to protect the boy from getting hurt, but all he could do was wine and yell. "Fine, get yourself killed then, do you want that? Because I don't. I care for you Nick."
Nick snorted. "Yeah well, if you cared so much for me, why didn't you protect me from my dad? Huh? Why didn't you protect me from the beatings?"
"Nick, I.....I didn't know."
"No, you didn't. You were to busy sucking up to the big man to see that you're precious major Boyle wasn't all fun and play."
Nick said it without realising that was the soft spot Derek always kept from him. And Derek felt his anger exploding, a red curtain for his eyes. His hand flashed out, hitting Nick with all the anger he felt the last weeks. Nick's body fell to the ground from the sudden impact and he heard his jaw snap with a sickening crack.
Derek was shocked. What did he do? Nick looked at him with big eyes, filled with fear, pain and disappointment. Derek reached for him, wanting to help him, but Nick crawled back, afraid of another blow.
Rachel came running in the room; when she had heard the yelling suddenly stop.
"What happened here?"
But what she saw didn't need an explanation. Derek's guilty face and Nick's fast swelling face said it all. Rachel gave Derek an angry glance. It took her so long for Nick to trust them, and now Derek
spoiled it all with one burst of anger. Derek mumbled something and paced away, to embarrassed to stay in the room any longer. Nick moaned when he tried to talk. Damn, his jaw looked very broken, thought Rachel. And not to mention his mental state being shattered into a
million pieces. Nick didn't talk during the ride to the hospital. He avoided the worried glances from Philip and Rachel. He felt betrayed by Derek. He didn't do anything wrong, but he was slapped again. By a person he never expected from. Was it his fault? Maybe his father was right; he
was a piece of shit. Something that wasn't meant to be on this earth. As soon as he was left alone, he knows what to do. Something he wanted to do years ago, but he was stopped then by Derek calling his name. He wanted to get rid of all the pain and damnation. He wanted peace and to be alone. And he knew of one thing to do that. He was going to do it tonight, so that he be finally rid of the shame, pain and loneliness.