nick.

“Apparently not. I really don’t know that much, I try to stay out of drama as much as possible. You know me Blaine.” Nick sighed. “But honestly? This is the first time something this bad has ever happened to the Warblers. It is taking a long time to fully comprehend anything that has happened.” He looked at Blaine sadly. When Nick answered his question he sighed. “okay.” He replied, wanting to say “good” but everything is not good. This is not how things should be. He nodded. “I wont say anything, promise. And you know me, Blainers. I KEEP my promises.” He said, looking at his phone to see the time. “I probably should get going. The nurses said I had like 10 minutes until visiting hours were over when I passed them.” He sighed, getting up from the chair that was next to Blaine’s bed. 

“I know you do,” but he couldn’t hide the relief that showed clearly when Nick promised he wouldn’t tell on Sebastian.  Blaine wanted to handle things first for a number of reasons.  The main one being Sebastian’s homelife put aside?  He had questions for Sebastian that he wanted answered himself.  Not from parents or authority figures.  Worse yet?  The police.  He was already getting ready to lie to them once he was told that after he rested they’d be there to get a statement.  The idea of talking to them?  It hit too close to memories of the past he’d fought hard to put away.  And still–on quieter nights–had the uncanny ability to sneak up and catch him off guard enough to make a sliver of panic creep back in with the memory that’d play out before he could put a stop to it.  Tonight?  It’d done it twice. Like that night was waiting with a vengeance for a chance to be remembered.  This time?  He planned on lying to them.  Which made Nick’s and the other Warblers silence crucial.  “Nick?  Wait–sit down.  A few more minutes won’t hurt–right?”