expect the unexpected | nick centered sturniolo triplets alt au

chapter one; nick.

Let me tell you something about Nick Dávila. He's a 16 year old boy from poor downstreet in Detroit, he lives with his dad, Gabriel, in a small, one bedroom flat. He has a good, big body build, dark brown hair styled in mullet and bright blue eyes.

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Nick looked at himself in the mirror, his blue eyes even brighter in his room's cold light. He put dark eyeliner around them and changed to his favorite white zipped hoodie and red jeans. He fixed his hair, took his backpack and opened the only window in his room. His father noticed him sneaking out and put a blockade on his window, but as a spread teenager he was he managed to take it off. He jumped down on garage's roof as quietly as he could and then on the street. He started walking away, heading to an adventure of that beautiful night.

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He knew he was adopted since he was six. He was a clever, smart kid, really mature for his age. It's not like his papa tried to hide that information anyway. They didn't look much alike, Gabriel had brown hair, hazel eyes and had a little darker skin than Nick. But he was also a muscular man.

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"I can't fucking- what the fuck is wrong with you?! Mierda!" shouted a taller man from across small living room connected with kitchen. They had another stupid argument about sneaking out and being an ungrateful child. Nick stood in the middle of the room terrified, but also ready to fight back.

"What's your fucking deal-" he can't finish as he feels a harsh slap on his face. Tears start to form in his eyes immediately, but he won't let them escape.

"I gave you everything! Everything pequeña mierda! You have a roof over your head, be fucking glad you're still living here! That I didn't just sell you to some gangsters when I had a chance!" His so called "dad" was screaming in his face. And then he said something he regretted a couple seconds later, like usually.

"I bet I'd have better with them than with you." he said quietly, but loud enough to his father to hear him.

He received another slap on the face, this time much harder one, making him fall on the ground. Then his father started kicking and punching him still on the ground.

Normal Sunday in Dávila's house.

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He remembered being abused since always. Both emotionally and physically. At first he still believed his papa was a good person, that he loved him. He was just a little kid after all. But as he grew up he realized he's being abused, no sigh of love from his father ever noticed.

But even after being abused his whole life, he still loved his papa. He loved him so much and he hated himself for that.

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"Papa what are you doing?!" asked Nick when his father grabbed a knife from kitchen counter.

"I need you Nicky. You can't leave me querido." he pressed a knife against his forearm. "I will kill myself."

Nick just looked in disbelieve. That's what he wanted, right? That's what he prayed for every night. It's all he ever wanted. Then why was he so terrified?

"I will kill myself if you leave Nicky, is that what you want?!" he shouted making Nick flinch, tears escaping his eyes. The man dragged a sharp knife against his skin, slowly opening the wound and blood starting to pour out of it.

"No, no! Papa por favor!" he run up to him as he started to fall on the ground. He grabbed a bandages from one of the shelfs with shaking hands and sat next to his dad. He started to put bandages on his wound carefully, his whole body shaking and his vision blurred with tears.