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Anonymous Sun 23 Jun 2024 00:42:11 No.66829319 Report

Quoted By: >>66829352 >>66831744 >>66832146 >>66832806

>>66829200
Can i get a continuation of this Nick x Anon fic , with them playing the mentioned board game and warming up to each other?
>Post whatever you look like in the current vidya you're playing
Unfortunently got only shity picrel cuz for some reason making screenshots in ZA4 is fucked

Anonymous Sun 23 Jun 2024 02:48:56 No.66832146 Report

Quoted By: >>66832407 >>66832806

>>66829319
>>66829352
>The night is rough. Visits from nurses and doctors making sure I've not died from who knows what or offed myself. The little sleep I did get was plagued by nightmares. Bloody puddles of students. Eyeless visages, inches away from my face. The relentless smell of wet ozone. I awake in a sweat and notice the dregs of daylight filtering through my window. Sun could burn out for all I care.
>Nick's coming back today. The thought repeats in my head more than any else. I focus on her visit and solely her visit. Anything else and I don't know if I could handle it. She's almost a cushioned barrier between waking life and the nightmare living inside my head. I ponder if I'm just using her as a coping mechanism. I sink into my own thoughts at this notion again. Of course I am.
>I hope she forgets. She decides I'm not worth the time. Figures out what kind of demon I really am and lets me rot in here. I never get what I want.
>A knock on the door and in she comes, baggy clothes, a few cardboard boxes under her arm. I consign myself to slow death by monopoly. At least it would be a death.
>She bounds over
>"Feeling any better?" I consider snarkily addressing her.
>"A bit." I'm instead honest.
>"Good. Here, pick." three boxes are laid out in front of me. Holy shit?
>Catan, Fluxxx and the Dark Souls board game?
>She notices my surprise.
>"Thought I'd bring you Sorry or some shit? Nah, have a little faith." All this effort for me of all people.
>I take a deep breath. "I've played Fluxxx before, we can start there."
>And so we do. I'm not exactly sure how much time has passed, I still dread looking at my phone even if it's purged of all my hangups.
>I feel a nagging need to ask. Why? It gnaws at my insides. I'm garbage. Human refuse and she's Nick. Punk-rock extraordinaire. Why stoop to this? I try to just let the game distract me. I cannot.
cont.

Anonymous Sun 23 Jun 2024 02:59:14 No.66832407 Report

Quoted By: >>66832617 >>66832806

>>66832146
>"Why? Why all this? Why are you here? Don't you have a band?" I am beyond frustrated. I have to focus to not tear up.
>"Do I really need a reason why?"
>"You do when it's me." I stare at her face, hard. "Stop avoiding the question."
>She takes a deep breath.
>"Fang didn't deserve you." It hurts.
>"You care so much about everyone around you, to the point of blaming yourself for all this." Stop
>"You're not nearly as bad as you think you are. You're witty, kind and cute." No.
>"I want you to be happy because it makes me happy. I know it's kind of a messed up thing to admit this right now but I kind of like you. I get you don't like yourself right now but just... I have no reason to lie to you, yeah?" I can't. I'll hurt her.
>"So just relaxt. Put yourself together a bit. Let me support you. Allow yourself to heal."
>I feel tears landing in my lap. Mine.
>She pulls me into a hug. My body is locked, I couldn't deny her if I tried.
>"W-W-" I hiccup "what if I hurt you too?" my body racks in sobs. I'm nothing but a burden.
>"Then try. I'm tougher than you think." her voice is soft and mellow. I clench my fists. I'm caressed by Nick a while, I can finally feel the heat leaving my body as I'm drawn into her.
>"It's okay to be upset. It's okay to be mad. You gotta forgive yourself eventually, though."
>"But-"
>"No. No buts. Just nod and agree." She hugs tighter.
>I relent. I nod. I don't know if I'm lying but I can't resist this.
>"Good. Now pick which one next."
>She pulls away and I sniffle, wiping my face. I've left a wet spot on her shirt. Goddamnit.
>I point towards the large box. "I've n-never seen that one."
>"Oh good it takes a while. Here." she moves to open it and we get started, reading the rules and picking the minis out. It's co-operative. I start to relax and read along, my mind emptying.
cont.

Anonymous Sun 23 Jun 2024 03:06:53 No.66832617 Report

Quoted By: >>66832688 >>66832806

>>66832407
>A warmth starts glowing in me. I try to stop it but it won't. It's coming from Nick. It's her refusal to let me be alone, to suffer. I don't really know if she meant what she said but... it makes the pain go away for a while. It makes me not hate myself. It makes me feel like a person.
>I want it gone. I want to have it smother me. I don't deserve this. I think I'm addicted. This is a rebound. I'm spitting on Fang's grave. This is healthy and good.
>I start to zone out between turns. I can't sort my insides out. It's too much to bear, my head threatening to split at the seams. I glance to Nick who's noticed I've paused.
>"It's okay." My world shatters. That single phrase is enough to break me.
>It's okay for me to heal. It's okay for me to live. It's okay for me to be here. It's okay for Nick to help me. It's okay for me to move on and it's okay for me to rely on others.
>It's all okay.
>It's like my body suddenly remembered it's alive. My entire being in sore shock. It's like I've been run through a tumble dryer on high for two weeks. My emotions sore and painful but... alive again. Heart beating, blood pumping. I'm grounded in reality, not standing on the edge of the afterlife.
>"Thank you... thank you so much." I can feel my face wetting with tears again. I owe her more than I can ever state.
>No words from her, just a clawed hand on mine. Reminding me that I'm still here. I let it out. My emotions finally settling back where they should be, causing a flood of tears as they do.
>I have no idea of how long we sat like that, just her holding my hand while I regained my status as a living breathing person. It finally came to an end when I shed my last tear for the day, lying back in bed. Exhausted, mentally physically and even spiritually. Nick quietly picks up the pieces, putting them back. I feel guilty still but her voice rings true in my mind again. "It's okay."
cont one more

Anonymous Sun 23 Jun 2024 03:09:27 No.66832688 Report

Quoted By: >>66832896 >>66837427

>>66832617
>I settle back as she finishes. She stands to leave. I feel a jolt. I don't want her to.
>"I'll be back tomorrow. This again?" I nod to her as she points at the large box.
>"Text me if you want anything. See ya Anon."
>"Bye, Nick." I manage to speak back as she closes the door behind her.
>With my emotions now no longer suppressed and muted I miss her. I miss Fang, I miss Nick, I miss the times before. I miss my parents. I look over to my phone. I open it and check my messages. Still nothing.
>I'm torn out of my creeping loneliness when I see Nick's number. I'm not alone. I smile for the first time in days.

Fin.

>>66829333
Another break then next.