Seeing Love (bxb)

11. A Happier Time

12/31/16
No edit I'll work on it later... Maybe😪
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Nick's POV

Waiting has never been my strong suit. Waiting for my suicidal best friend to wake up from a drug induced coma is really not my strong suit. Lets recall the last week, Saturday was my first date with Aden, Sunday we went for ice cream, Monday was school and dinner with Aden, Tuesday and Wednesday was also dinner with Aden, Thursday I picked Aden up and we went for a drive, Friday was Aden and I at my house then hospital. Today is Saturday again but this Saturday there will be no happy hanging out, no instead I'm waiting for Jack to wake up. How fast 7 days can change things. I haven't talked to Aden today I haven't even been able to tell him about Jack but today is so busy I can't even focus on that right now.

Tonight is the Veterans Ball and honestly I just want to stay at the hospital. Robby promised to stay with Jack at the hospital tonight and I'll stay tomorrow. Robby's been surprisingly reliable with all this and I'm happy he still sees Jack as a friend. Robby, Jack and I were close when we were young, I guess we all just drifted apart as Jack and I got popular, although I stay in contact with Robby, I thought Jack just put up with him for the drugs. Which is also why I keep wondering why Jack contacted Robby instead of any of our teammates.

I pick up my phone and go to Instagram. Bad idea. The first thing I see is Greg posing with my other teammates on a camping trip that I apparently wasn't informed of. I toss my phone on the sofa and face plant beside it onto in. Those bastards. I stopped talking to any of my teammates after the whole locker room incident last week which means I haven't eaten lunch with anyone, not even Aden cause he has lunch at a different time than the seniors. In other words I've been eating alone or not eating at all during lunch period for this whole week.

It's been irritating, people whispering beside my back. No one has straight up bullied me because I am still Nicolas Miles Hunter the hot-headed tough guy that will beat the shit out of you if you piss me off but that hasn't stopped people from spreading the rumor like wild fire. It bothers me but seeing Aden everyday after school made up for it ten fold, I just hope that these rumors aren't affecting him.

I check the time 4:17pm. I sigh and groan, getting up from the comfortable sofa and go to my room. I open the door to the small walk-in closet randomly pulling out one of the eight suits dad bought me to wear specifically for these events. I hang the outfit on the door hook and get in the shower focusing all my stress on the droplets hit the ceramic floor to calm my nerves and clear my head. I left the shower brushing my damps short hair back with my hand and grabbing a white towel, wrapping it around my waist.

I am dragged to these events all the time, making an appearance as part of the mayors loving family. These party's usually have some type of painfully boring music designed to drain you of all your mental facilities and old rich politicians ready to shake hands and throw around tax payers money. Needless to say, I don't enjoy these functions.

Heddy, unlike me isn't required to go. I guess being the black sheep of the family has its perks. I on the other hand have to make nice with these people, humanizing dad in front of a captive audience.

Worst part is that Blair's dad is friends with and works with my dad, so we get seated at the same table at all these events. Which I am not looking forward to at all. I've been purposely avoiding Blair since that day. I feel queasy and get unpleasant shivers down my spine every time I think about it. At Least before that night I could tolerate her presence but now I don't want to even see her face. Thank goodness we don't have any classes together but damn this stupid dinner.