A/N: Hey, obviously I'm back again:D Good news, I've been very productive, I wrote 4 and a half pages in Barcelona, I just have to type them into the PC… Here the story continues. Because I'm mean, it's a little bit out of Nigel Crane's POV… evil grin Probably I'll continue tomorrow.
I'm boiling thinking of that…. That freak Nicky picked. Mr. Oh-I'm-so-cool. If it wasn't that serious, I would laugh at that boy. My first attempt to get rid of him might have failed but there's no way my second will. I'm no dumbass and even a dumbass couldn't spoil anything with that plan. Absent-mindedly I scratch the mark he gave me. I deem it a fair price to pay to achieve my goal: winning Nick…
I've already gotten the nurse's stuff, now it's the time to finally push that geek out of his life and get myself in once more. I put it on sliding into a black leather jacket afterwards. Nick will be pleased once he sees what I've done for him. The ride to the hospital is quiet and quick for I have chosen the late night to strike. Therefore most people are sleeping or in the clubs. It goes smoother than I thought it would. Nobody even stops me or even asks who the hell I am. So much the better… Finally in this jerk's room I take much satisfaction at how bad he looks and that he hasn't regained consciousness yet. I don't take much time to familiarize myself with all the beeping machines; instead I just pull the plug to stop them all. I smile now believing everything is going to be fine.