The Life Of A Franz Ferdinand Reference

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•••NICK'S POV•••

//there's a general tw for the entire chapter although I didn't describe anything or w/e so it's not really a tw but just in case//

It was 1 AM and I couldn't sleep. Glasie had fallen asleep almost three hours ago, but I couldn't sleep because Happy Box wasn't working right and I could barely breathe. I was shaking really badly and I felt lightheaded because of the lack of oxygen. I was considering waking Glas up, but at the same time I was afraid that she would take this too far. So I just laid next to her and tried to calm my hands down. That didn't work at all, and eventually she woke up, probably because she could feel my hands shaking.

"Hey." Glas smiled.

And now I had to talk to her. She could probably tell why I was up just from my voice.

"H-Hi."

"Why are you still up?"

"C-Couldn't sleep."

"Uhh, alright, need anything?"

"N-No.... I'm fine..."

"You should really try..."

"Yeah."

••GLASIE'S POV••

"You're sure you don't need anything?" I asked.

Nick nodded. He then tried to cuddle up closer, but I could tell he didn't have enough strength.

"You need sleep." I sighed.

Nick didn't reply.

"Well... Goodnight then."

•••

//possible self harm tw//

I thought I woke up first the next morning, but apparently not. Nick wasn't in the blanket fort. I crawled out and crept to the kitchen, where Nick was sitting on the floor. I noticed that he had a knife next to him on the glossy surface of the cheap tile floor.

"What exactly are you doing?" I asked.

"M-Making PBJ." Nick shrugged.

"We don't have peanut butter."

"Just J, then."

"Or jelly."

"Uhh, a-alright, I-I guess I won't--"

"Did you even check to see what we have?"

"N-Not really--"

"And why are you sitting on the floor with a meat cleaver?"

"I-I don't--"

"Well whatever then, I'm up and I'm staying with you."

Nick eventually gave up on his "PBJ" (I knew he was going for something much, much darker, because that knife was much too sharp for just making PBJ. I had to distract him, so I didn't say anything.) and sat with me on the counter.

"We have to f-fix Happy Box soon. I-I can barely breathe right now." Nick sighed, staring at the floor.

"Yeah, we will. Cassi is supposed to be here at 8 and its 7 now."

"C-Can I tell you something?"

"Go for it."

"I-I can't stand this. I just want everything to be over. Y-You're wasting your time with me. Everyone is. I-I don't deserve anything y-you're doing for me. And I need you to understand this."

"The thing is, you're honestly the sweetest person I know and I love you so freaking much. You deserve everything we're doing to keep you safe, alright?"