A/N: Trigger warning for very brief language, slurs, bullying, and thoughts of suicide.

(Nick's POV)

Arrogant boy, make a scene like you're supposed to...

Tears poured down my cheeks as I held my head in my hands. Tightly, I drove and pulled on my hair. Clumps of it were scattered round my tiny Subaru. The depressing punk song wafted through the breeze, not being able to hide my loud sobs. At last, I came to a stop at the museum while the rain pounded hard on my windshield.

They're better off without you...

Were they? Maybe everyone- Larry, Ahkmenrah, Jedediah, and Octavius would be better off if I wasn't in their lives. Another sob escaped my lips as the thought processed through my intellect.

Who knew I could put on such a display. Even so, nobody had taken notice, not even Ahkmenrah who was 110% protective of me.

C'mon Nicky. Better get inside before they notice something's up.

I turned the engine off and was about to get out when my phone buzzed. Drawing it out, I clicked on the screen to see a text from an unknown number.

Go kill yourself, faggot.

Another just like that came a couple seconds afterward. And another. And another.

The waterworks started once again, and the sobs continued. Angrily, I punched the horn and locked my phone. I got out of the tiny car and slammed the door.

The rain immediately began soaking me from head to toe, making me tremble.

They were probably right.

Maybe I should just...

Nick, stop.

Pushing aside my thoughts, I headed inside.

Nobody cared anyway.

As I stepped in, I got wide eyes from everyone I passed, Jedediah and Octavius included. Ignoring their stares, I headed to Ahkmenrah's tomb. The crying had stopped but I still felt sick to my stomach.

Finally, I reached Ahkmenrah's tomb, but stopped before going in. I steadied my breathing, and wiped any leftover tears away. After a few minutes, I went into the tomb. Ahkmenrah was sitting on his sarcophagus, and I threw him a plastic smile.

"Hey Ahk, what's up?"

The Pharoh's small grin quickly turned into a look of dismay.

I canted my head in confusion. "What's wrong?"

Ahk immediately stood up. "Nick, what happened?!"

"What are you talking about?"

His fingers softly touched my right cheek.

It finally hit me.

Oh no.

"The huge bruise on your eye."

A/N: The song used is "Therapy" by All Time Low