𝐧𝐨 𝐨𝐧𝐞'𝐬 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐦𝐞, 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮
in which the cliché of the star basketball player and captain of the cheer squad becomes a reality
𝐚 𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭 𝐟𝐢𝐜
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𝐄𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐚 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐋𝐮𝐜𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐍𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐮𝐩 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭. Nathan was just released from the hospital. He had injured his knee from the accident, so he was currently on crutches. Emiliana kept her hand on his lower back for support while Lucas led the way.
When they got to his apartment, Lucas opened the door, a sign falling off in the process.
'NOTICE TO PAY RENT OR QUIT'
"Welcome home," Nathan sighed, hopping into the apartment.
Lucas picked up the notice, bringing it inside as Emiliana and Nathan sat down at the kitchen counter, Lucas following suit as he handed the notice to Nathan.
Nathan groaned as he picked up his mail, flipping through the stack. "Bill. Bill. Final notice. Way final notice." Nathan shook his head. "Either of you ever robbed a bank?"
"Hey, you got friends. We'll help," Lucas assured him.
Emiliana put her hands on Nathan's shoulders, gently massaging them. "Yeah, we'll do whatever we can to help."
"Yeah, that sounds great. All I need is the money for these bills and, uh, a hundred thousand dollars to pay the hospital," Nathan sighed, looking at the stack of letters.
"Wow, woulda been a lot cheaper if you'd just hit the brakes, huh?" Lucas said pointedly. "What happened out there, Nathan?"
Lucas had told Emiliana that after the accident, he and the others who had witnessed the crash, noticed that there weren't any brake marks on the track from when Nathan hit the wall.
Everyone knows that Nathan has strong reflexes, so they were left to wonder if Nathan hitting the wall was intentional, considering he didn't seem to try to save himself.
Emiliana hadn't had the courage to talk to Nathan about it. She wasn't sure if she wanted to know the truth about the accident. If she found out that he did it on purpose, she wouldn't know how to handle that.
The only person who would bring it up was Lucas, though every time Nathan would get defensive about it.
"You were there. Why don't you tell me?" Nathan remarked.
"Look, did you, you know, feel like," Lucas sighed, "I mean, did you wanna-"
"Did I wanna what?" Nathan interrupted sharply.
"Kill yourself," he finished, pain in his eyes. Emiliana took a sharp inhale as she looked at Nathan, who was glaring at Lucas. "'Cause, if that's what happened, you need to see somebody."
