Too Good For This World
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Thread Topic: Too Good For This World
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Clay blushed deeply and he glanced down at George. "I- Uh-" He couldn't form any real words, let alone sentences.
"I'm gonna miss you too, so much." Karl was moments away from getting out and hugging Nick again when his phone dinged. "Oh shoot..." Karl read the message and could barely control his anxiety. "I've gotta go, but I'm a call away." He didn't wait for a response, he closed the car door and turned the keys in the ignition. -
George scoffed playfully, sitting up again and moving out of Dream's lap.
"Alright, bye," Nick said, watching as Karl drove away. Tears spilled over once he was out of sight, and he just stood there for a moment, watching where Karl had just been before turning and rushing inside. -
Clay sat in silence a moment before pulling himself to his feet and smiling nervously down at George. He did his best to stop blushing, but nothing was working.
Karl was panicking and nearly ran a red light. He slammed on the brakes as tears streamed down his face. His mind and heart were racing. -
George stood up with him, smiling a bit and looking over as an obviously distressed Nick rushed in and headed for his room. "Nick, you okay?"
Nick paused, blinking a few tears out of his eyes. "No," He said, continuing to his room and shutting the door behind him. -
Clay's eyes widened and he glanced back and forth from George to where Nick had disappeared. "Should I...?" He trailed off, uncertainty present in his features. "I don't..."
Karl tried to control his breathing but couldn't. He was hyperventilating and his hands were shaking. Nick made him feel safe. But without him, it felt like everything was crashing down. He'd escaped the harsh pain of reality and panic and hate for a couple days, but what now? -
"I think you should..." George said quietly.
Nick sat in the middle of his bed, crossing his legs as the tears spilled over. Why did Karl have to leave? -
Clay nodded and hurried down the hallway and to Nick's door. He hesitated a moment before knocking. "Hey, can I come in?" He called.
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George watched him walk off before heading into his own room.
"Yeah," Nick said, his voice breaking as he reached up to aggressively wipe the tears away. -
Clay entered and closed the door behind him. He met his friend's eyes and frowned. "Hey, what's wrong?"
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More tears spilled over and a sob wracked through him. "I miss Karl," Nick stated. He felt like a five-year-old child on a sleepover reporting to his friend's parents that he missed his mother.
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Clay rushed over and climbed onto the bed with Nick. He wiped his friend's tears away and wrapped his arms around him. "Hey, it'll be okay. He's gonna come back-"
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"I know, I know, I just-" Nick paused, letting out another sob. "I feel useless- he's so anxious- and- and- I just wanna hug him and tell him it's alright-"
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Clay slowly rocked side to side, trying to get Nick to calm down. "Everything's gonna be okay. You both know that. He'll probably be back in a few days, and I won't be surprised if he tackles you with a hug or something." Clay said softly.
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"But I want a tackle hug right-" Nick hiccuped, suddenly sucking in a breath. "Right now."
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Clay's grip on his best friend tightened. He wanted more than anything to just take his pain away, to take all of their pain away. "I know Nick, I know. I'm so sorry."
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