Nick and Charlie 6 years into the future

charlie your acting funny

nicks point of view:

the whole car ride home Charlie was just quiet, not usually like him, he's always talking about something, something i like, we both like, nether of us like, or what he likes i always listen but today he just didn't say anything, no noise was in the car apart from the indicators (sorry i dont know anything about cars) we usually listen to music but it was silent. Charlie's sitting in the passenger seat looking out the window, i decided to break the silence,
"So what do you want for lunch, babe?" i ask
"Hm," he grumbles
"Well, i dont know what 'hm' is," i say 
"Nothing, im not hungry," Charlie says quietly but loud enough for me to hear   
"Babe, you have to eat something, you didnt eat much for breakfast, even if it's just some crackers, i dont care. You just need some lunch," i say, putting my hand on his thigh 
"Nick, i said, im not hungry, and i dont want anything," he says, raising his voice at me a little
i decided not to push it, so i just carried on driving home   

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as soon as i unlocked the door, Charlie ran into our house and straight to our bedroom. i dont know what's up with him. He's been acting a bit strange for the last couple of days. He's usually really clingy, but he hasnt wanted me to touch him as much.
i take of my shoes and see daisy in the kitchen by her water bowl witch didnt have any water in, daisy looked a bit thirsty so i fill up her water and put it back down on the floor so she could have a drink. she reminds me so much of nellie, god, i miss her so much.

i go upstairs to our bedroom and go to open the door, but it's locked, just as i thought. i knock on the door
"charlie, can you open the door, please?" i say quietly
"No," he exclames
"sweetheart youve been acting funny all week, i just want to talk." i put my head on the door
"NO, FUCK OFF" he shouts
"char, baby, please dont shout at me, i havnt done anything wrong and you know what if i have done something wrong you can always tell me" i say softly
"nick im sorry, i didnt mean to shout at you i just want to be left alone for a bit" 
"okay ill give you some time to yourself" i say
"thanks"
"i love you" i say before leaving
"i love you too" charlie says quietly
we always say 'i love you' even if we are pissed off at each other or pissed about something i dont know what it is but we just do

charlies point of view:

through out the whole car journey i didnt say much, i pretty much ignored nick, he asked what i wanted for lunch as we didnt eat in the restaurant but i just got snappy at him. i could tell that he was a little frustrated as soon as we got home i took off my shoes and ran up to our bedroom shut the door and locked it, i sat by the door as silent tears fall down my face, nick doesnt come stright upstairs, so he must of been doing something with daisy. around 10 minutes later he knocks on the door
"charlie, can you open the door please" nick says quietly
"no" i say, half of me really wanted nick to be with me, to hug me, to tell me it will be okay but the other half just wanted to be left alone
"sweetheart youve been acting funny all week, i just want to talk" i could tell that nick just wanted to help me
"NO, FUCK OFF" i shout
"char, baby, please dont shout at me, i havnt done anything wrong and you know what if i have done something wrong you can always tell me" he says with his soothing husked voice, shit, i forgot that nick hates shouting and been shouted at, he says it reminds him of his parents arguing before they got a divorce.  
"Nick, im sorry, i didn't mean to shout at you. i just wanted to be left alone for a bit," i say, feeling really sorry for him for shouting
"okay ill give you some time to yourself," he says gently
"Thanks," i replied with
"i love you," he says before leaving
"i love you too," i say quietly

I hear Nick leave and go downstairs. About 20 minutes later, Nick knocks on the door
"Babe, I'm just going to take Daisy out for a walk, I just wanted to let you know."
"Okay," I say quietly,
Nick goes downstairs and opens the front door, then leaves. It became quiet. no noise.
I started crying again, I keep treating Nick like shit. He always help me when I barely do anything. I'm the worst boyfriend ever.
I stand up and unlock the bedroom door and walk into our bathroom connected to our bedroom, I lock the door and sit on the floor, bawling my eyes out. I look up at our shelves above the sink and see nicks razor, I just look at it for a long time, I was trying so hard to fight the urge, but it just didn't work.

I stand up and pick up nicks razor and sit back down on the floor just looking at the blade, still crying. After about what seemed to be hours I gave in, I glided the razor across my wrist.

authors note:
omg charlie noooo, sorry for leaving you on a cliffhanger but thats how it works mwahaha also I'm sorry for taking a little long to update I've just been really busy and I've been on a writers block so I havnt had many ideas and I've been quite stressed out sorry if this chapter sucks ass its also a little tricky for writing two story's at a time, i was also writing most of this at school so i was rushing a bit. any way I hope you all have an amazing day, afternoon or evening

Bye you retards