His voicemail message began to play and you sighed and left a message. You’d been texting him ever since you found out and when he didn’t answer you gave him a call. You knew he wasn’t at work and you debated leaving the apartment to try to look for him or to just give him his space. Either way you just wanted to hear his voice, know that he was okay – as okay as he could be in this situation.
“Hey Nick, it’s me. I’m uh…I’m sorry. I’m so sorry. I know that your relationship with Nicolas was…tough -that’s an understatement,” you muttered the aside under your breath to yourself before going on in a normal volume. “I know you –I–I don’t know the words to say. I don’t. But let me be there for you. Will you come home? Or call me, text me, let me know you’re okay? Please? I’m worried. You…however you feel that’s okay and I’m at home. Whatever you need, whatever you need baby, I’m here. Call me, please. I’ll keep calling for the rest of the night if I have to, until you answer me. I just, I just need to know that you’re okay. I love you.”
You hung up your phone and bit your lip, surveying the empty living room. Shadow hopped into your lap, sensing your distress, and you buried your hands in his fur as you sat and waited for Nick’s call.
Gahhhh…
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