We Will Make It Thought This

Chapter 7: Waiting for You

Pairing: Nick/ Luke

Rating: PG-13

The days went by in a blur for the small group. They would get up, eat some form of breakfast; Nick's mom being careful with food supplies. Luke would leave Nick behind, most of everyone agree that Nick should be kept inside till he healed up. Which left Nick with boring days of doing little to nothing, while Pete and his mom did cleaning or in Pete's case, working on Luke's car that Nick destroyed. Nick tried to help but it turned out into yet other fight between them, which surprised no one.

So Nick was force to stay out of the way and could the hours away, everyday. There was no TV, no internet, no electricity, nothing but books that went unloved by Nick, for years. He leafedi though them, but his attention span was only so short. So most days, he just stared out the window waiting for Luke to come by with food and, more importantly, to entertain him. His mother joked that he was like some pup waiting for his master to come home and thought it was adorable. Nick just mumbled about 'loyalty and nothing better to do' but his father didn't seem happy about it.

One day, he watched Nick during the day, Nick kept his eyes glued to the window, he could feel his father's eyes on his back, his harsh glare. They didn't say a word, until his father broke the ice. "I hate that Luke kid…"

"…Oh! So you hate eating?!" Nick cut him off.

"We do not need his help. We all should leave him behind and get our own supplies."

"Great idea dad. Hey! Why don't you go out and get the food and the we will talk." Nick was in no more to deal with his father today. His mind kept drifting towards Luke, he seemed to be in a rush today and that was hardly like him. Something was wrong and Nick could tell.

"Are you still going on about that? What's the matter with Luke now?" Pete came in, wiping his greased hands with a dirty rag. "Leave the boy alone. He has been doing the best job he can."

"I'll say! He does a little to well of a job."

"What's that suppose to mean?" Nick snaps at his father.

"Well one he's a fag."

Nick rolled his eyes and Pete groan. "Really? You don't like Luke because he's a fag?"

"Right, Pete. Look at him! He's starting to affect my son with his gayness. Should my son will start liking dick." Nick banged his head on the window.

"Tony….gayness doesn't work that way. Either way why do you think Luke is gay and effecting your son?" Nick groaned as he pressed his face to the window. Not this whole talk again.

"Well he always comes back and spends the night in his bed, doing stuff."

"Stuff?!" Nick finally spoke, glaring at his father. "We just talk and then go to bed. I'm sorry if you fear us talking to each other. We have lived with each other alone for three years now, we would had done 'stuff' already if it was true. Now leave me be. I still got awhile till he comes home." Nick grew quiet, sulking silently. At a time like this, he would had called Luke up and tell him how stupid his father was so judgmental about things he had no idea about. But yet…what if Luke was gay? Naw not that Casanova. He had more girlfriends in high school then Nick could dream about having. But college, he stopped dating. Nick never saw any girl or hell a boy nor did he hear any banging, moaning, or other sexual things. The only weird things that have happened is the few rare times he found Luke in his bed, drunk, half naked and clinging to him. Which was normal right? Nick's mind wander to those times. Luke's warm body aist his back, his strong arms wrapped around, felt safe. How sometimes Nick didn't fight it some days and just stayed in that warmth for as long as he could. Normal….but yet why was his face warm. "Fuck….." Then her words ranged though his head. "'I think…..I think you like Luke.' 'Like like like you well love him.' 'Love? But I'm not like that.' "I'm….not like that." He mumbles softly, clenching his fist to his chest. He could never love his friend. Even more when they were always seen as brothers, always together. Always! Tough the good and the bad and now this. He places a hand on the window the ever so often zombie walked by. If he closed his eyes, everything returned to normal. Everyone was fine. But the lie could only last so long as Luke drifted back into his sway and fell off his chair.

"Nick!" Pete turned to looked over at him. He had been arguing with Tony while Nick was day dreaming.

"I umm.. just…am hungry."

"When is that lazy boy going to get here anyway?"

"We still have a few hours. It's not even night yet. We have some soup cans still left."

"I need meat!"

"Yeah you will be lucky to get that."

"Fine!" Tony grabbed his gun. "If that lazy fag can't get us food then I'm off."

"Good!"

"Great!"

"Then get out of here!"

"I will!" He slammed the door. Pete rubbed his head.

"I can't see what my sister sees in Prince Charming, anymore."

Nick sighs as he heads off into the kitchen. He couldn't deal with things when his dad got that way. Something else he would had called Luke about. Maybe he should slip away and go see him. Luke only lived a 15 minute walked away. A walk Nick wouldn't mind walking, if not for the well zombies wanting to eat him. Nick stabbed the can with a knife cutting it away. Things were harder with his arm broken, but yet it was getting better every day. The can was a mess but he could care very little. He wasn't even that hungry. How else would he had explain that little mistake? To his father no less.

"Hey father. Yeah I fell because I was thinking about Luke. Yeap! Questioning my sexuality as we speak. That cool with you man? Yeah. Like he will take that well. Hell I don't even know Luke's feelings. Does he even see me in such a way? Naw! Why in the hell would he even dare think about me like that? We have been friends for so long, with our ups and downs. He….could have anyone else in the world. Hell even a zombie is better than him. Nick watch the time go by.

Hours have passed by now, it had been dark from sometime. Nick grew even more worried as the hours slipped by. Luke was always on time, always! His dad was still out but he could careless what he did anymore. But he was making his mother starting to pace, even he started to follow suit. Pete just watch them both in silence as they fuse over the ones they fuse over. Over time, they grew tired and went there own paths. His mom went off to bed, Pete blew the last of the candles and head off to bed as well. Nick stood stubborn, staying awake as long as he could, slipping in and out of sleep.

The night grew eve later and Nick passed out, snoring loudly. The door clicked unlocked and the figure slipped inside. He dropped the bag of food and shook Nick. "Psshh! Hey…..I'm home." He whispered softly.

"Whaatt?" The figured was blurred, though Nick sleepy eyes, but finally it settle. "Luke!" Nick threw his good arm over Luke's shoulder.

"Heh! Yeah it's me." He smiles at him but then the smile faded into a frown. "I'm sorry I'm late. It's…..come on." Luke pulled Nick up and helped him into his room. Nick fell into the bed. Even if it was a small bed, it was so much more comfortable then the floor. "Nick…I have some news to tell you and I don't know how to say it." Nick dig though his drawer and pulled out a candle, he lit it and set it down. The room filled with a soft warm glow.

"I have something to….talk to you about."

"I can tell….you normally don't wait up for me unless you have some good news. I could really use some after today." Luke sat next to him, their legs touching.

"Depends…." Was all Nick said. He still had no idea how to feel about this all. His body felt warm being close to him, he didn't even seem to notice him. Luke face had a frown on it as he looked down. Nick grew worried, without even thinking he reached out to hold Luke's hand. Luke jerked startled, he smiled at Nick, but it was a sad smile.

"Yesterday….my mom got bit by one of those creatures." Luke whispered.

Nick blinked surprised, those things can bite? "What happened?"

Luke's breath caught as he struggle to fight tears. "I was out in the backyard with her and Bella,. We were moving wood inside and Bella got out. We looked for her and when we found her. She was in a dumpster with those …monsters surround her. Mom ran towards the dumpster, pushing her way though them. I stumbled for my gun but I was to late. One bit her before I got the gun ready. I managed to shot them all but the damage was already done. Bella was safe but mom…..today…she became worse and then later on she turned into one of them." He sobs "If I was faster I could had save her. But dad shot her and she's gone forever. I lost my mother because I couldn't save her." Luke was now crying in Nick's chest, clinging to him. Nick's heart hurt, it was very rare to see Luke cry. He always seemed so strong, but now he was breaking. It had only been a few weeks since this all started and he….no….both of them were cracking. They sat like that as Luke broke down, Nick held him for as long as he needed. This felt very odd, normally this would all had been reverse, but Nick did his best. He learned from Luke, after all.

"It's going to be all right. You still have me and I will be with you no matter."

Luke sniffed as he moved away from him, sniffling, then rubbed his nose. "Yeah…something like that. So…what did you want to say?"

Nick grubbed as he let Luke's hand go. "Ah umm….I was thinking….you have to promise that no matter what, you will stay my friend."

"You're kidding? Nothing you can say can make me not want to be your friend anymore."

"Luke…I…think…I love you."