Oh, shit.

Don't hurt me -hides head-

I cried a bit while writing this...

Disclaimer: Do I really have to one everytime? TO THE DIS TO THE CLAIM DONT DIS THE CLAIM

Nick arrived at the dorm, hoping Jeff wouldn't be there, but as he pushed open the door, his heart sank. Not only was Jeff laying in his usual place on his bed, but he had Thad and Wesley with him.
They were casually chatting and eating chips, but when Nick stepped into the room all eyes turned to him.
"Oh my god, are you crying?" exclaimed Jeff, sitting up straight,
"No." Nick lied, shortly, walking over to his bed,
"Then why are you're eyes so puffy and red?" Thad asked, not caring nearly as much as Jeff,
Wesley sat with huge eyes, it seemed to be an rare knowleage that Nick could have feelings other then hatred.
Nick sat on his bed and looked away from the three of them, "shut up," he glanced quickly at them and saw Jeff looking worried and Thad seemed to be confused and Wes stopped caring.
Nick glanced back at the puke walls and tried to ignore them, Jeff's worry made him want to puke.
Wesley and Thad went back to chating, for they were used to Nick ignoring them and sitting off in the corner, but Jeff stayed silent, still staring at the back of Nick's head, it made his hair stand on end.

Wes and Thad finally convinced Jeff to come to David's party, and they left with barely a goodbye.
Nick was glad of the quiet and he rolled over on his bed to face Jeffs bed. Half of him wished Jeff was still here,
Then he remembered, he hated Jeff.
His eyes filled with tears again, and he suffered in the silence. Until.. the phone rang.
Expected it to be someone for Jeff, he answered sullenly,
"Hello, this is Nick."
"Nicccoolass," a slightly slurred, mocking voice shot through the phone, and Nick froze, an unexplained chill rushing through him
"Dad?" he whispered,
"Where the fuck are you?!"
"School," Nick said, quietly,
"You don't go to school, you little piece of shit,"
Nick swallowed, and he tried to blink back tears and didn't answer,
"NICK!"
He cleared his throat, no point in ignoring him, "Yes, dad?"
"Since when do you go to school,"
"I paid," Nick said, hoarsely, his voice
"Where'd you get the damn money? You left me and your mother with no funds," Then his dad had a coughing fit that lasted a few seconds, then there was a spitting sound and then he muttered, "you little shit,"
Nick fell silent, afraid of what was coming next,
"You're a disappointment, Nicolas, a huge disppointment," he muttered, his words slurred from his drinking,
"And you're a fuck up dad," Nick said, with a burst of courage, knowing he would get in so much trouble right off the bat he quickly hung up the phone and ran back to his bed and curled up under the blankets. Planning to never move again.
The phone rang again, but Nick didn't move. He waited
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8 rings and then Jeff's cheery voice,
"Hey this is Jeff, and Nick! Leave us a message!"
Then he heard what he had been dreading, his fathers slurred voice,
"pick up the fucking phone Nick, I know where you are, I traced the number, if you don't help me, I will come, and I will kill you, I know what you did," his dad cackled, and the dial tone resumed.
Nick lay flat in his bed and didn't move a muscle.
His dad traced the call, he could find him, and knowing his dad.
He would.

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Poor Nickers...

I'm giving him depth! I'm so proud of myself!

Whee!

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