Un-Professionalism 3: Broken Home

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Ch9: Liquid Courage

Maverick runs to Finn and greets her with some sniffing as he circled her repeatedly. Finn knelt down and pet Maverick who looked to be starved for attention. He started to walk away and Finn walked towards the front door but Maverick started barking. Finn never heard Maverick bark before and it startled her. Maverick went behind Finn and pushed her slightly with his nose. Finn looked at what the door wanted her to go and it was the pathway to Nick's backyard. Once Finn started on the pathway she heard Nick singing, and the dog pushed past her. As she turned the corner she braced herself to see Nick in a horrific state but she didn't, she still heard him singing and Maverick lay down sad.

"Laid her waitress apron down…" she heard Nick sing in a drunken sluggish chipper fashion. "She was playing panty poker…"

"Nick?!" Finn said as Nick startled her as he sat on his roof. The one side of his head was just about covered in blood, excluding his face, and he was surrounded by empty beer bottles, there was an empty bag of ice in Nick's lap which explained why it was wet. Nick too looked startled as Finn yelled his name. "Are you okay?"

"Annie, are you okay? You've been hit by a smooth criminal?" Nick sung relaxing on his back as a beer bottle rolled off the roof landing by Finn's feet breaking.

"Nick…" Finn said moving closer to the roof trying to figure out how he got up as Nick continued to sing smooth criminal.

"You want to beer?" Nick asked tossing Finn an empty bottle.

"Nick, it's empty."

"You are pregnant… anyway…" Nick slurred falling on his side.

"Nick, just wait. Don't move." Finn said worried, fearing that a drunken Nick would fall on the floor. Nick laughed as the beer spilt on him as he couldn't lift his face from the shingles. Finn could see the two gashes on his forehead and temple, they were deep and dirty.

Finn opened his back door and was immediately taken back by the appearance of his house. Nick always said that his house was a mess and it was immaculate, there wasn't a speck of dirt or dust anywhere, besides the couple of blood drops and smudges it was clean as can be. Finn followed the blood drops upstairs to Nick's bedroom and saw the window open and heard Nick singing.

"Nick, come here." Finn said reaching for Nick. She grabbed his jacket and struggled to pull him inside. Nick fell inside and thudded on his back.

"She was playing panty poker…" Nick sung resting his hands son his chest. Finn's face twisted as she could smell the beer on Nick and in his breath.

"Nick, come on. Get up." Finn said trying to get Nick to his feet.

"I hate that stupid song." Nick slurred almost falling on Finn once on his feet.

"Come on; let's get you on the bed." Finn said, Nick smirked.

"Oh really?" Nick said, but before Finn could say something back Nick kissed her.

"Nick…" Finn said trying to push Nick away but not trying to hard enjoying his touch. Nick lifted Finn up and kissed her neck. "Nick, stop." Finn breathed holding Nick at bay. Finn pushed Nick on the bed. Nick fell on the bed and put his arm over his face and chuckled. "Nick, I need to bring you to the hospital."

"No…" Nick said leaving his face covered.

"C'mon Nick." Finn begged.

"No, I aint going to the hospital." Nick said his accent predominant in his drunkenness.

"c'mon." Finn said grabbing Nick's arm but he pushed her away.

"I said I'm fine!" Nick said angrily, Finn was surprised by Nick's outburst but she knew she deserved it but it did frighten her.

"Will you at least let me clean it?" Finn begged, Nick looked away realizing that Finn wasn't just going to go away which he had hoped. Nick just nodded still looking away. "Here, change into a clean shirt." Finn said grabbing one off of his shirts off his dresser.

"Sure thing, boss." Nick said still drunk. Finn went to Nick's bathroom and searched for his first aid kit. His bathroom smelt like his cologne and aftershave, Finn took in the smell. Finn rejoined Nick in his room, watching as he took off his blood and beer soaked shirt and put on the one Finn picked out.

Finn sat next to Nick on the bed and poured some peroxide on the washcloth and gave Nick a warning look, he nodded bracing himself for the stinging. Finn started to clean the cut pulling fragments of her cup from the cut, watching Nick's face slightly twist with each one.

"Sorry…" Finn whispered, feeling terrible that she was causing him more pain.

"No, I'm sorry." Nick said showing that he was upset with himself. "I'm sorry that I've been acting like a jerk."

"No, this is my fault. I shouldn't have told, Lauren."

"No, you're right. I wouldn't have told her…" Nick said being honest because of his drunken state.

"Nick, you might not even be the father though…"

"I am." Nick said interrupting Finn. Finn froze because neither man claimed that they were the father. They were more ready to just find out if they were the father. "I'm sorry…" Nick said pulling Finn's hands away.

"Nick…" Finn said confused, Nick gad been playing with her mind since she told him she was pregnant and now she was finally hoping she would get some answers to his strange and sudden change in character.

"I'm scared…"

"Me too, Nick." Finn said trying to hold Nick's hand but he pulled it away rubbing his hands on his thighs in an uncomfortable way.

"You don't understand, Finn? I thought I liked you. I thought we could've done something besides all of this?"

"Nick…" Finn said surprised, she had no clue that Nick felt like that, or if he still did. She doubted that. Nick just shook his head and Finn stopped talking realizing that that wasn't all Nick had to say.

"When I was younger…" Nick said looking off as if still looking for courage. "I was hurt… I was hurt in a real bad way." Nick stuttered, Finn's eyes went wide realizing what Nick meant. "I never told my parents and… let's just say that that wasn't easy for me and my parents sent me away to live with my aunt who sent me to her parents. My parents and I's relationship is just about nonexistence and I couldn't care less about that. And I'm…" Nick said getting emotional. "And I don't want my son to ever feel like that. I'm scared to death of that happening all over again. I wouldn't wish my childhood on anyone let alone my own boy." Nick said fighting tears.

"Nick, I'm so sorry." Finn said hugging Nick. She felt her own tears coming she never meant to have Nick ever feel this way. "But, I had the procedure so we should be able to figure this whole thing out soon. Nick, I'm sorry." She said again wiping a tear from his face.

Sorry for the wait. I just recently started school again, but I didn't about you. There will be another installment to this series.

What do you think of Nick's confession? Can you blame him for being distant? The next chapter will tell you who the father is? Who will it be? Baby Names? Please Reivew!