Disclaimer: I don't own Glee, nor do I completely own Nick and Jeff (although I'm pretty much creating their personalities myself since we haven't gotten to know them too well on the show).

A/n: Alright, so this is a follow-up to chapter 54 – "Mirror." I've been dying to do something based on a Skype conversation, since some of the people on Tumblr have been passing around some really cute fake Skype chats between Nick and Jeff. I know someone wants a follow-up to 55, but we'll see if I can find a way to incorporate that into the prompts on my list…

Trapped

"I feel trapped here." Nick didn't look at the screen, choosing instead to focus on the little thread that was poking out of the seam on the sleeve of his hoodie. "They make us sit at the table until we've cleaned our plates… and someone's always in the bathroom, to make sure no one is throwing up after meals. It's like being in prison."

"But you're getting better."

"I don't feel better, Jeff. I feel fat. Like no one will ever love me again." Nick glanced up at the computer screen, watching Jeff shake his head.

"I love you, Nick. And I think you look amazing…" Nick shook his head in response, going back to picking at the thread on his sleeve. "I know you don't believe it, but you're beautiful. Inside and out. I know you feel trapped, but this is going to be one of the best things you ever do for yourself."

"I just want to go back to school. I want to go back to Dalton, and to just be normal again," Nick replied.

"I want you to come back, too. But not until you're better… I want you to be okay." Nick nodded, sighing and reaching up to rub his eyes. He was trying hard not to break down over Skype; that was the last thing he wanted to do when he was only given twenty minutes to talk to his boyfriend. "Seeing you like that… so sick, so thin. It scared me. I was so afraid that you were going to really hurt yourself…"

"I wasn't going to hurt myself…"

"You couldn't even see what you were doing to yourself…"

"Two minute warning, Nick." Nick turned around as one of the staff members peeked her head into the room, nodding in response to let the woman know that he'd heard what she'd said.

"I have to go soon."

"I know. I wish they didn't limit how long we talk on here."

"Some of the girls look up pictures on the Internet. Scary ones… girls that are so thin they don't even look like they have any muscles. So they monitor everything, limit how long we can be on the computer. Like I said, it's like prison." Nick looked down at his lap, shaking his head and sighing. "I miss you."

"I miss you, too." Nick reached up, putting a hand to the screen as if he could touch the other boy. "I miss being able to hold you… to tell you that everything is going to be okay." Nick smiled, remembering his last night at Dalton – he'd spent the night curled in Jeff's arms, crying because the school nurse had called his parents about his weight and eating habits.

"I wish you were here. I'm not sure how much longer I can keep doing this without you… it's so hard…" Nick couldn't stop the tears from flowing slowly down his face.

"I know, Nicky… and I wish I could be there for you. I love you."

"I love you, too." Nick reached up to wipe away the tears just as the staff member opened the door again.

"Time to go, Nick."

"Call me again soon, Nick…"