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Nicholas is a whole cutie ♥️ if you say he's ugly-you're lying idc.
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Taymor"Yo!"
I shouted as I walked into the house only to be met with a still quietness which was unusual considering Nick and Kentrell usually would be doing something to satisfy their boredom.Yet, I heard not one voice, not one tv, nothing.
I walked in the living room noticing Kentrell's stuff that he had been living out of was gone and immediately assume that he had left.
Having a bad feeling that Nick was gone too, I ran up stairs frantically, hoping he was still there.
I made my way to the bedroom hearing his voice from behind the door and paused in my tracks.
"Don't cry...Don't cry...Don't cry....."
He repeated to himself continuously and I couldn't help but hear the pain behind his voice with every time he said it.What's wrong with my baby?
I stood behind the door listening to him continue to talk to himself.
"It had to be done." He sniffed.
"Kentrell isn't worth it Nick.""Right?"
His voice cracked.I waited a few seconds until he broke out into a crying fit and finally pushed the door opened and made my presence know.
He stood pacing in the middle of the floor and stopped to look up at me when I walked in.
"Oh...h-hey baby,"
he stammered and quickly wiped the tears from his face and flipped his unkempt hair to the back, attempting to disguise his distraught state.He gave me a weak smile as if I couldn't already tell he had been crying for some hours.
"We need to talk right?" I asked looking down at him.
"W-w-we can talk if you want." He said nervously rubbing his arm.
I sighed.
I'd be lying if I said I haven't noticed that his demeanor has been different.
Different in a way that he's now nervous every time I'm around and he agrees with literally anything I say.