๐ข๐ญ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐๐ซ๐ญ๐๐ ๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐ ๐ค๐ข๐ฌ๐ฌ ๐ก๐จ๐ฐ ๐๐ข๐ ๐ข๐ญ ๐๐ง๐ ๐ฎ๐ฉ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ค๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ?
triggers: death, choking, poisoning
featuring: @adrianamartinez, @maximoaguilar
It wasnโt a secret that Nico had not been acting like himself recently. He was being more chaotic than normal, problematic, he was causing issues in people's lives where she shouldnโt and he didnโt care. He didnโt care who had gotten hurt in the midst of it all, he had something on his mind and he set out to get it with no care for who was burnt on the way.
After the leak from the shadow it seemed as though the entire town had turned against Nico including his best friends. In his mind he had done no wrong, he was the only one of the two that was single when the kiss happened and Ana was quite literally pregnant with Max's baby. He didnโt care though. He didnโt give a fuck if people thought he was causing problems, if they thought he was ruining lives because all he cared for right now was getting Ana back in his life one way or another.
After texting a bunch of people, causing chaos in the forum and ruining a few lives Nico agreed for a friend to come over. They needed to sort through some differences they were having and Nico was terrible at explaining himself or his emotions over text, he was more of a face to face guy to squash some beef. Tossing his phone onto the couch he was about to head upstairs to the bathroom when he heard a knock at the door already, swinging it open he nodded at his friend and invited him in. โMake yourself at home, bro. Get yourself a drink and Iโll be down in a second. I gotta piss real quick before we get into this.โ He suggested before heading up the stairs and stopping half way as the other asked whether or not he had anything strong in, where the glasses were and if there was ice in the freezer.
โYeah, bro. Hard shit.. You know where to find that youโve been here enough, glasses havenโt moved and the ice should be in the freezer.โ He called out before heading up the stairs once more, whipping out his dick for a quick piss and shaking off the drops before putting it away once more and zipping up his jeans. Flushing the toilet he washed his hands and headed back down the stairs to see that his friend had made the two of them a drink and placed his on a placemat ready and waiting.
โWhere do you want me to start? I donโt really know how to explain what happened because there wasnโt much to it, I didnโt think you cared so much.. Or would have caredโฆ I figured the two of you were done..โ Nico shrugged as he leaned over to pick up the glass from the mat in front of him, holding it in place for a moment before turning to look at his friend once more. โI thought you had moved on, youโd moved away and then you were back, you seemed all loved up or in some relationship at least with the other chick.. Whatโs her name again?โ He asked before shrugging and taking a sip from the beverage he was holding.
He didnโt know what to say anymore, he suddenly realised he couldnโt apologise for his actions because he simply wasnโt sorry. His words would be redundant in the moment and if anything it was a meaningless sex for him that heโd forgotten about until it was being brought up again. It meant so little to him that he couldnโt even pinpoint what his friend was talking about without it being spelt out to him.
"Look.." he started off before stopping suddenly, he was feeling strange, his throat feeling like it was closing up.. like it was hard to breath. He coughed slightly to clear his throat, his eyes looking at the drink in his hand and then over at his friend as he tried to pull himself together. "Me and.." he started off again but found himself almost choking on his words as he began to cough again, this time harder than before. He was struggling to catch his breath now, it was almost as though he was choking on nothing. Eventually the glass in his hand slipped out of his fingers as he felt as though he was losing all feeling and control over himself, his eyes watering as the coughing and struggle was becoming too much. Nico dropped off the seat and onto the ground as he found it difficult to catch his breath.
Had something been slipped into his drink? Surely not. They were friends, they were best friends, this felt a little excessive over a girl. He felt as though he was slowly suffocating as his friend sat there watching and barely moved a muscle, watching him as he struggled to breathe, watched as he was fighting for his life. His coughs and gasps for air becoming few and far between as he felt himself slowly losing consciousness not realising that these were his final moments. Not knowing that his final moments were with somebody he had considered a best friend, somebody that he had shared many laughs and drinks with, somebody he had confided in before. That same person being the one to take his life from him.
His body eventually became too weak to hold himself up as he fought to breathe, his arms giving in as he left himself fall to the floor completely, his breathing now a slight wheeze as his vision was completely blurred and eventually that was just it. He was gone. The fight was over and it was something he hadn't expected or even known was happening until it was. He wasn't attacked in the street or in his own home, there wasn't a fight that he could put up against, it was tactical and almost cowardly.
