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Adrien Pirla -☆- Adrien hummed. "That's fine... I'll help." He commented, tugging his lip ring between his teeth nervously. Adrien sorted some papers around before letting his lip ring go and looking back up at Nicholas. "Alright, let's start here." He said, beginning to explain the basics of chemistry. Adrien helped Nicholas with taking notes, and when he saw Nicholas struggling, he rexplained. . Adrien watched Nicholas writing down his newest fact, head down, blond hair fallen over his eyes. Adrien looked up, past Nicholas. The sun was finally setting, the orange and pink hues tinging the sky. The ocean reflecting the colors and twisting them back to a bluer color. Adrien smiled slightly at the colors, his lip ring curving up with his lips. Adrien loved the sunset. Although, he was disappointed he couldn't paint it today. Adriens ocean blue eyes reflected the painted colors in the sky, just like the real ocean. |
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Nick listened to Adrien as he explained, it started to slowly and gradually make more and more sense. Once he'd finished one of his notes, and Adrien didn't continue, Nick popped his head up. Watching Adrien for a moment, he realized Adrien was looking at something behind him. Nick twisted around, only to see the sky painted with a pink and orange color with the setting sun. Oh crap- it couldn't be that late, could it? Nick stun around once again and checked the time on his phone. It's was well past 5 o'clock, almost 6. Shit. Dad would be home by now, Nick was in some serious trouble. "I hafta go-" He said in a hurry, packing up his things and throwing his school bag over his shoulder. "Thanks, I think I'm starting to get it. See ya, Adrien" He thanked Adrien quickly before dashing away and over to his surf board on the sand. He picked it up, tucking it under his arm and sped walked to the surf shop where he proceeded to change and put his surf board.
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As Nick pulled up into his driveway, he spotted his dad's truck parked in the car. "Shit.." he muttered under his breath as he shut down his engine and got out. The front door wasn't fully closed as Nick reluctantly walked into his house. Grimacing in fear as he saw his dad sitting on their couch, glaring at him "Where have you been?" His dad growled at Nick. "I-um, Arianna needed something." Nick lied, stiff as a board "Lair, I just saw Arianna as I was coming home. Why is your hair wet? Why is your hand sandy?" His dad questioned menacingly. "I...I went to the beach..." Nick admitted looking down. "I told you never to go to the beach again. First you disobey me, then lie to me?" His dad growled, unfastning his belt. "I think this calls for some punishment" Nicks dad advanced forward, with his belt now in one hand. "No, no, no, please!" Nick pleaded, his face scared and pale with fear. "This'll teach you not to lie to me." His dad responds menacingly. Pushing Nick to the wall, spinning Nick so he was pinned against the wall, his backside to his dad. Yanking the back of Nick's shirt up, exposing his scars, his dad lashed out on Nick's skin, whipping Nick's back with his dad's belt. "Aaaaahhh!" Nick screamed in pain, tears welling in his eyes as his dad kept tearing Nick's skin apart. |
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Adrien Pirla -☆- Adrien raised a confused eyebrow as Nick stood, spluttering goodbyes, grabbed his surfboard, and darted. His eyebrows furrowed in confusion, but he shrugged tiredly. Adrien began slowly packing up his things, putting them in his bookbag, and pushing to his feet. So much for enjoying the sunset... Adrien dropped his skateboard against the pavement, positioning his foot against the board and pushing off with his other foot. - Stepping inside the quiet house, Adrien sighed quietly. He walked over to the kitchen and looked around, frowning slightly as he picked up a note from Aaron. "Dad wanted me to go to the store or something. Back soon! <33" Adrien sighed, crumpling up the paper and tossing it into the trash. He slumped down into a bar stool, pulling out his phone and unlocking it. Trixie jumped up onto the counter, stretching out across it and falling back asleep. Adrien opened Instagram and began scrolling mindlessly as he waited. |
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Nick Browns - ( Timeskiping till his dad finished hitting him cause I don't really wanna write that ) ... Nick laid crumpled on the ground, his face wet and sticky from his tears, throat and mouth dry from his shrieks and cries of pain, the last few slow tears running down his face. He laid on his side, his back still exposed. The white tshirt he was wearing was thoroughly stained scarlet red on the back. His skin on his backside looked as if it had been through a cheese gratter, almost every inch of it shredded to pieces. This was one of the most gruesome whippings Nick had recieved in a long time. He really had to get out of this situation... but how? Technically he could leave, he was a legal adult, but where was he gonna go? He didn't have any money, he barely got paid, 10 dollars an hour was not going to be paying to stay anywhere anytime soon. Either way, he had school, he couldn't take any more hours than he already had. What was he to do? Aaron! Aaron gave him her address after she found out about his dad. She said he could come to her for help anytime if his dad ever hit him. Well, Nick could've used Aarons help many many times before, but that would mean telling her his dad hit him before and now. As much as his dad had hurt him, and abused him, Nick still didn't wish any pain and suffering on him. He knew he should, but he couldn't, he still cared for his dad. But now, this was too much, he had to get out. Nick slowly rose to his feet, wincing at every movement that made his back sting with severe pain. He had memorized Aarons address incase of this event, so after making sure he still had his phone in his pocket, he quietly opened up the door and made a run for it. He ran all the way to Aarons place, he knew where it was from dropping Aaron off after the beach or after work, and drove by it everyday on his way to work after school. Running was tricky, as he was in pain the whole way, the cool night air stinging his lungs, wet tears still trickling down his cheeks as he kept running. As he arrived at Aarons house, he could hear the waves crashing on the beach in the distance. The sound comforted him a little, but he had other things on his mind. He needed help, badly. He rapped his knuckles on the front door, knocking quickly, wishing, hoping someone was home to help him. |
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Adrien Pirla -☆- Adrien grumbled in annoyance as he heard the doorbell. Stanfing up from the barstools he shivered, realising just how hungry he was. He ignored it. Walking to the door, he yawned, twisting the handle and pulling. Adriens eyes widened when he saw a- very bloody looking Nicholas. Well. That wasn't good. Adrien quickly gripped Nicholas' arm, pulling him closer and wrapping an arm around his waist carefully. Since most of the blood seemed to be coming from his back... though, the boy looked pale as a sheet. "Nicholas?????" He questioned, helping the blond inside of the house and over to the couch. He gently set Nicholas on the couch and sighed. "Well, can't really kick you back out. Stay put." He said, turning and going to the guest bathroom that was downstairs. He crouched down, beginning to rifle through the cabinets until he found what he needed. Adrien stood, making his way back out and crouching down on the floor to be somewhat even eyed with Nicholas. "Yoi gonna have to tell me why you're bleeding." He said firmly, scowling slightly as he gestured for Nicholas to turn so he could patch the wounds on his back. |
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Nick Browns - A wave of confusion crashed over Nick as Adrien opened the door. This was Aaron's house... why was Adrien here? "Adrien?" he questioned, confused, but the thought didn't last for long. He managed to get into the house with Adriens house and sat down on the couch. He looked around the house for a moment while Adrien was looking for something. Their home was so nice, clean and welcoming, unlike his own. Was this how normal people lived? As Adrien came back and gestured for him to turn around, Nick did as he was told, tears still slowly streaming down his face. He winced every time Adrien touched, cleaned or bandaged one of his wounds. But upon hearing Adriens demand to him to tell him what had happened, Nick broke down again. Tears flowed heavily down his face as he sobbed. He wasn't acting like he should, he was acting like a child rather than an adult, but Nick felt broken, helpless and just wanted someone to actually take care of him. "M-my dad... h-he... he hit... h-he hit m-me..." Nick managed in between sobs. |
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Adrien Pirla -☆- Adrien studied Nicholas' face for a moment before sighing quietly. "Oh." He said, dissolving into silence. He didn't know how to comfort. He was never good at offering any soothing comfort... Adrien pushed some bloody cloth away and lifted Nicholas' arms gently, wrapping bandages around his middle. "There you go..." He muttered, standing up. Adrien stared at the crying blond for a moment before looking away and shifting uncomfortably. "Uhm... did you want something to eat while your here? We have some leftovers from the seafood restaurant close by." Adrien explained quietly. Trixie jumped up next to Nicholas, brushing against him and sniffing him intently. Ginger(I think thats the other cats name I will have to look) was lounging on the coffee table. His fluffy orange body stretched out and asleep. Typical. |
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Nick Browns - Nick shook his head a little, answering Adriens question. He knew he was acting like such a baby, but he didn't care in the slightest. He felt like no one actually wanted him. His dad had never wanted him, blamed him for his mothers death, and Nick blamed himself too. His mom wasn't alive anymore, it was obvious Adrien didn't want Nick, especially not here, and Aaron was no where. No one wanted him. As the cat jumped up next to him, he tried to focus on the cat. He extended a hand out to the cat, letting it stiff his hand first before petting its head. Nick couldn't see the cat very well, he couldn't see anything very well with all his tears making his vision blurry. |
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Adrien Pirla -☆- Adrien glanced over, staring at Nicholas. Who looked ready to cry. Adrien ran an uncertain hand through his hair, shifting from foot to foot. "... Fuck I'm not good at this." He mumbled, plopping down in a barstool as he watched. Adrien frowned, pulling out his phone. "I'm going to get Aaron back..." He told Nicholas, pulling up his phone and clicking the contact: Orangutan Clone Adrien pulled up their messages and brgan typing his message. 'Get back here!!!!! Nicholas just came in with a fucking bloody back???? You're better at comforting then me. And sent it, eyebrows furrowed. Less then a moment later he saw her typing. Aaron's response came through and his eyes flicked over it. 'Coming now. Just sit with him.' Said the message. Adrien sighed quietly, turning off his phone and sliding it into his hoodie pocket. Adrien walked over and plopped down next to Nicholas, shifting and leaning against the couch arm. "Aaron's coming. She'll be here soon. You sure you don't need anything?" He asked, letting Ginger climb into his lap and curl up. Adrien scratched the cats head as he waited for Nicholas to say something. Adrien kept his eyes a bit below, on Trixie, who was currently purring as Nicholas scratched her. Adrien wasn't great with staring and waiting for an answer. Though, he was still waiting for an answer. |
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Nick Browns - Nick continued to cry, petting the cat who was now purring. He nodded, answering Adriens question, but otherwise stayed silent. Nick stayed sitting on the couch, quite uncomfortably though. He couldn't lean back anymore due to his wounds on his back, so he had to sit straight up. His back still seared with pain from the antibacterial ointment and such. Tears still trickled down his reddenned cheeks as he continued to sob. Eventually he heard a car pull up and stop in the driveway outside, Aaron must be home. |
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Sunshine with a Solar Eclipse
