Sunday Six Sentences
16 Tacks (8-year-old Nathan Wuornos; pre-Haven)(part of my Demi!Nathan fic, chapter 12(?) about moment in time between Nathan and Duke)
Nathan is lying on a gurney in the nurse’s office, he knows he should be in physical pain but there’s *nothing*.
He does feel a lot of emotions, though, humiliation, anger, like a freak.
His back is covered in over a dozen bandaids, and he felt nothing even when nurse Carol made distressed noises at the state of his back.
He can still hear Carla Rose’s screams, the look on her face when Nathan tried to stumble over a (onesided, it turns out, or maybe no-sided), crush confession while leaving behind him a bloody trail.
He also remembers the laughter, which quickly turned to yells for an adult after the real damage of 16 tacks on a person’s back was revealed to Duke Crocker and all his pals.
Now, Nathan just wants to go home with his Mom, and not tell his Dad anything of what happened.