Hello Darkness, A New Years Day Fanfic

Part 2- New Years Day. ((Trigger Warning))

Alicha's POV

"Hey, girl," Ash walked into our dorm. She had gone to fix her makeup. "Heyy," I replied, looking up from my phone and smiling. "I have a surprise!" she squealed excitedly. "What is it?" I asked, really eagar to know. "Nikki, Nick, Anthony, and Tyler are coming over. I even got them to bring Jake!" My eyes lit up, and I gasped embarassingly loud. "When?" I asked. She smiled. "They should be here in fifteen... get ready!" My mind was racing. This was amazing. I looked down at my mediocre sweatpants and BVB shirt. Not good enough. "Let me see what I can find..." My voice trailed off. I settled on a corset-skirt piece and a T-Shirt underneath it. As for the bottom, I wore slightly ripped up tights. I got changed and ran to the bathroom afterwards, taking my makeup bag. I had dark eyeliner and wine red lipstick on. I looked great- I think. Time to show Ash.

I ran back to our dorm and sauteed in. "Fab? Fab." I said sarcastically in a white-girl tone. Ash laughed and nodded. "Fab." She agreed. "It's a good thing, too. Nick just texted me and said they were looking for Ginger." Just then, we heard a knock on the door. It was them. Was it them?

Nikki's POV

I knocked casually on the door, not knowing what to expect of this Ali figure. She sounded pretty over the phone- girlfriend worthy, even. And after losing my last girlfriend, that could be a good thing. Ash opened the door, and gave me a hug. She gave one to Anthony, Jake, and Tyler too. Nick got a hug, a kiss, and a "Hey, babe." Ash was hot, but she was also my best friend. I don't date my closest friends.

Then I saw Ali. She took my breath away. I mean, I saw some pretty sexy girls at concerts, but, damn. She was gorgeous. "Ali," I smiled, opening my arms for a hug. She looked disbelieving as she hugged me tight. She pulled away, and I noticed her arm. I nonchalantly stroked it, and she winced a bit. I hadn't meant for it to hurt! "Hey Ash, I need- um- just I need some air. I bolted out the door and down the stairs. No sooner had I left than Ali trailed behind me. "Nikki! Are you okay?" I shook my head. "I- um- I- you see- um- uh- well..." She put a finger to my mouth to quiet me. "I know you saw my arm, babe. It's okay. It's not you that caused it, you know that." I sighed. "Yeah, but it reminds me of my past. You look like this girl I was dating once, before she- she- she-" My eyes teared up, and a tear ran down my face, streaking my make up. "Oh," Ali looked at the floor. "I'm sorry, Nikki, I'm sorry."

Alicha's POV

Poor Nikki. How I'd love to fix him up and make him better. But he seems to be more broken than just my love could fix. I'm no one. Just as that thought crossed my mind, Nikki lightly grabbed my arm and examined the cuts. "Stop." he demanded, lifting the upper side to his mouth and kissing my cuts lightly. "But," I began. "Stop." he interjected. And then he lifted my chin to face him. "Stop. You're too beautiful to go like she did." Then, he brought his face to mine and kissed me. It was like nothing I'd ever felt. He took my hand and led me back to the dorm.

When we walked in, I gave Ash a shaky smile and she winked at me. I thought Nikki was gonna let go of my hand and leave me standing there, but he didn't. Instead, he smiled and sat me real close to him, arm around my waist. The feeling of him that close to me got me high- It was something I'd never imagined. "I'm getting some drinks," Ash announced. "I'll come," said Nick protectively. Then he shot Nikki a sly look he hoped I didnt see. "Count me in," Jake announced. "I need a walk," proclaimed Anthony. "Ima go scare some campus sluts," laughed Tyler. And at once, me and Nikki were alone.

Nikki's POV

They did that on purpose. They did that on purpose. Damn them to hell! They know I get nervous around pretty girls when I'm alone... "Did they leave for a reason...?" Ali asked, confused. I nodded my head. "The bastards know I get nervous around pretty girls when I'm by myself.." I smiled nervously. She just laughed. "You shouldn't have a problem around me, then." She was smiling but sadness and self-conciousness shone in her eyes. I decided I had to make a move. I pulled her close to me and whispered in her ear, "Baby, don't say that. You're beautiful." When I pulled away, I noticed her eyes were tearing up. "Babe..." I whispered, wiping the tears from her eyes. She climbed onto my lap and burried her face into my soft Misfits sweater.

What was this? A dream, or a catastrophic nightmare? After her, I promised myself I would never get this attached again. I couldn't do this. I couldn't, I couldn't, I couldn't, I'm in too deep already. I can't, I can't, I cant...

1 am the next morning

It was 1 am, and we were all wasted as fuck. Ali, who was evidentially new to drinking, was passed out on her bed. God, she's cute. No, Nikki, don't think like that... Sighing, I chugged off the rest of my beer. Ash and Nick were acting all coupley and kissing every 5 seconds. Jake, Anthony and Tyler were discussing bands, and I was staring off into space. Thinking about Ali. And her. Suddenly, I feel another flashback coming on.

Ash's POV

I looked up from Nick to see Nikki staring into nowhere, his eyes troubled. All the sudden, his eyes widened and filled with sadness. He became very rigid and his gaze was zombielike, vacant. "Oh, shit," I muttered, and ran to my best friend's side. I was the most sober, and therefore, the only one who realized what was going on. "Nick, Nikki's having a flashback again..." I said. He seemed to snap out of his drunken trance- Nikki was one of his best friends, too. Everyone in the band and some fans knew he had flashbacks, but only me, Anthony, Jake, and Nick know why. Tyler is still clueless, even though he's had a few flashbacks while he has been in the band. We had to drag him out of them, comfort him, and keep him on suicide watch for the rest of the night.

"Nikki, Nikki," I called into his zombielike eyes, willing him to wake up. "Nikki," I called louder. He was zombielike still. This must have been a pretty bad one. I didn't want to do this, but... I backed up from the close position I was in and smacked him clear across the face. The sound was loud enough to wake Ali. She saw the red mark on his cheek and gasped. She looked like she wanted to smack me, but instead asked calmly, "Was there a reason to smack him?" I nodded my head, proclaiming, "Yes, I swear. But I can't tell you... Nikki has to do that." She seemed understanding and rolled over, falling back asleep. I sighed, stroking Nikki's face to comfort him. Oh, Nikki. Oh, Nikki.