Chapter 17

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by britishaddict

by britishaddict

I don't feel good, but I promised an update and it's basically a filler, ugh I'm sorry...

and I at first wrote it in the wrong POV and had to go back and fix it

Chapter Seventeen

"Nick baby calm down please. Where are you?" Liz asked. Nick had called her to ask to be picked up. He passed out on the couch and woke up a bit disoriented. Nick knew he was in my ex's house. "I don't know the address, it's Matt's house." He broke out sobbing when he tried speaking calmly.

"Alright. I'll figure it out, love. Stay where you are." She replied. Nick hung up hus phone and sat up. Of course he'd end up here. Matt broke him, but Nick thought he got a piece of Matt too.

"Nick!" Liz entered the house and wrapped her arm around his shoulders. "What are you doing here?"

So he broke and told her the whole story about Matt coming back. She was upset that her boyfriend hadn't told her everything sooner. "Let's just go home okay? You should get in bed and relax." Nick nodded tiredly. She kept giving him nervous glances in the car.

"I love you like no one else could. Just sleep." Liz pushed my hair out of his face. "I love you too. Thanks for being my everything." He replied before passing out.

Nuck woke up to Liz humming some song, it sounded like a lullaby. "You're up, I missed you." She laughed. "I missed you too." He chuckled. She made breakfast. Nick thought she was perfect.

He hurried out to the hospital after breakfast, Liz wanted to tag along. But he convinced her that he was fine.

Nick went to Matthew's room, 166. "Where's Matthew?" He turned to the other nurse. "He checked out this morning. He's most likely back in prison."

"What? Why on earth! Ugh!" He decided he needed some air.

This kid is always out there."York, stop smoking it's bad for you." He didn't turn around. He didn't say anything. "York! Earth to York!"

"It doesn't f*cking matter! I got two months." He started sobbing.

"The doctors can mess up, the predictions aren't always right."

"I wanna die, just not like this. I want some dignity."

"Don't say things like that, don't give up like that."

"I'm gonna go find some drugs to OD on, see ya around." He started walking inside. Nick grabbed his arm. "York, please. Dying like that doesn't make you any stronger of a person."

"How would you know? You don't have cancer. You don't have my life. You have it good compared to me."

York stormed off. Nick stood there a little confused on what to do next.