Home of Greg Sanders Slash Fiction
Nick finished the last bit of eggs on his plate. He stood up and
walked over to the sink and washed the plate, placing it back on the
cabinet. He turned to go into the living room when the phone ring
again.
He jump as it ring. He sat down on the couch.
"Nick, Nick pick up the god damn phone. Your mother is a mess. She
wants to talk to you son. You need to think about what you are
doing to your poor mother. PICK UP THE PHONE." His father yelled.
Nick pushed his fingers into his ears and pulled his legs up to his
check.
"You know, I kept telling you mother that you are not worth her
worrying over. You a liar and you don't care about your family at
all. You walked out on use a long time ago. But no, your mom keeps
calling, she keeps trying. I'm done with you. I would have been
done with you a long time ago if not for your mother."
Tears ran down Nick's face. He started to hum in the hopes of
blocking out his father's voice. He started to rock back and forth
on the couch.
"This game of yours is so sick Nick. I just don't understand why
you would do this. Shelly is a good person. I don't know why you
keep acting like he forced you to do anything. It's getting so
old. And you�.. You make me sick. I bet you leave that fucking
house all the time and you just lie to us about it. You've got them
all fooled. But not me. I know what you really are doing."
"Bill stop it give me the phone"
"It had to be said honey. Its' tearing you apart"
The phone went bed.
Nick tried to catch his breath. He felt like he had just running for
miles and now was short of breath. He was hot all over and dripping
in sweat.
He felt very nauseas. He tried to get up to go into the rest room
but his legs where trembling so bad he fell back to the couch. His
hands where shakeing as well. His whole body seemed to be trembling
and shakeing. He placed his head on his chest feeling a sharp pain.
He still was trying to catch is breath.
He again was hit with nauseas and again tried to stand but not only
did his legs give out on him the room seemed to spin wildly making
him feel dizzy.
He placed his trembling hand on his forehand and tried to wipe away
the sweat and tears.
"I think I'm having a heart attach" he said as he felt a sheet of
numbness fall over his legs and arms.
Nick tried to swallow but felt as if he couldn't. He placed his hand
on his throat as he started chocking from the pressure of his on
grip.
He loosed his hand once he realized what he was doing.
"I'm going to die" he tried to say between coughs.
The pain in his chest seemed to be getting worse and the room was
all a blur to him.
He couldn't feel his hands on legs but knew he has going to get sick
and feared he die chocking on his own vomit. He again tried to
stand but this time his legs lasted a bit longer. He took a few
weak steps; his legs tingled with each step. They finely gave out
on him and he feel to all fours. He crawled the rest of the way to
the restroom. He barely made it to the toilet. Losing the eggs and
juice he'd just had for breakfast. He crawled in the tub and curled
up. Pulling his legs close to him. He put his hands on his ears and
rocked back and forth. He squeezed his eyes shut hoping that would
help with the dizziness. His breath seemed to be coming easier
now. He no longer felt like he was chocking. He put his hands over
his ears.
"Leave me alone. Please don't touch me" he called out. "Please make
it stop. You have to believe me mommy. Daddy she touched me down there and she kissed me. I'm not lying. I didn't like it. No
I'm.... But mommy, why don't you believe me. Daddy please. No I'm sorry. Don't spend me to my room. Daddy ouch daddy" Nick burst into tears. "Why did you hit me daddy. I'm telling you the truth.
Mommy no."
Nick let out a long scream. He opened his eyes and looked around
the room. He gasped for air again. He wiped the mixture of tears
and sweat off his face. His chest was pounding again. He reached
for the shower and turned on the cold water. His body felt like it
was on fire. He let the cold water run over him.'
"I'm ok, I'm ok, I'm ok. It`s over. It`s over. " he repeated over
and over.
"I'm home. She can't touch me hear. They can't hurt me anymore" He
said. The room finally calmed down and the pain stopped. He was
still shacking but now from the cold water.
"I'm ok," he said again. He slowly stood up and turned off the
water. He took off the wet cloths and hung them over the shower
rod. He reached for a towel and started to dry himself off. He
slowly stepped out and walked over to him sink. He looked in the
mirror. He was pale white. He forced himself to take long deep
breaths. He opened the medicine cabinet and took out two bottles.
He removed two pills from each bottle and swallowed them down. He
took a brink to help the pills go down. He walked into his bed room
and went into his closet. He got out a pair of jean and a t-shirt
and put them on. He walked out of his room and over to the phone.
He unplugged it and them made is way to the computer. He sat down
and looked at the clock. It was 4:30 already.
"Wow did I really sit there that long he thought. With the help of
his pills his body was starting to relax. A weak smile crossed his
face seeing the Formerladrat was logged on.
Greg took a sip of you coffee. Get your friend is online again
Catherine said.
"Really, man he never sleeps" Greg said walking over to his computer.
"I'm taking a break" Greg said. Catherine did argue since Greg was
worked a tough case of a young child being murdered. Lucky he found
all he need to get the guy and lock him away for a long time.
Shutin88: Are you at work.
Formerladrat : Yeah but I'm on a coffee break. I make the best
coffee there is.
Shutin88 : Maybe you could bring some when you come over on Sunday.
"Shit" Greg shouted. "Catherine, I love you. Did I tell you how
nice you looked today. You look stunning."
"No Greg what ever it is you want" she said.
"Oh come on Catherine, I just want Sunday off, It's the big race"
"You got tickets" she asked.
"It's in Florida" Greg said.
Formerladrat : Sure I could bring you soon. I make my own special
blend. You can't get it anywhere else except store Greg.
Nick smiled.
Shutin88 : Sounds pricey
Formerladrat : Yeah it's the one thing I won't cut back on. Gotta
have my coffee.
"So why do you need off"
"A bunch of my guys are going to this cool club to watch it. I
haven't been out with them in a really long time. Cause you know
I've been working so much to help you out until Gil gets a new
hire." Greg said flashing her best smile and puppy eyes.
"Fine but only because of the case you did today'
"Oh thank you thank you thank you" he jumped up and kissed her.
"I swear I get more action from gay guys then straight ones" she
huffed walking out of the room.
Formerladrat : you still there.
Shuttin88 : yeah sorry just had a really bad day.
Formerladrat : oh the day is still young it can only get better my
friend.
Shuttin88 : got a lot better when I saw you where on line
Greg almost blushed. Was Nick hitting on him. "No way" he thought.
Formerladrat : So who is going to win the race.
Shuttin88 : Duh Biffle is hands down. He's going to win it all this
year.
Formerladrat : Please it's going to be Jr. This is his year. He's
got his cars back and Tony Jr back.
Shuttin88 : No way. Jr parties too much. He doesn't care as much as
he should.
Formerladrat : He's a changed man. He's got a plan this year.
Shuttin88 : They all say that before the start of each season.
Greg laughed.
Formerladrat : That is true. So you care to make a bet about it.
Shuttin88 : A bet. What do you wanna bet.
Formerladrat : Money, dinner, beer, drugs.
Shuttin88 : I didn't think CSI could use drugs.
Formerladrat : oh you're right, delete that last part.
Shutin88 : you are a very weird guy Greg.
Formerladrat : Thanks that's my goal in life.
Shuttin88 : I though your goal was to be funny
Formerladrat : man you pay to much attention to what I say,
anyways. For the bet. Dinner for the next race.
Shuttin88 : Ok sounds good.
Nick yawn and rubbed his eyes the drugs he had taken where starting
to kick in.
Formerladrat : Get ready to lose buddy
Shuttin88 : I'm sorry but the pills I took are starting to keep in
and I can't keep my eyes open. Thanks for chatting. Will you be on
at our normal time.
Formerladrat : wouldn't miss it for the world
Shuttin88 : Cool , enjoy the rest of the day shutin88 was left the
room.
"I did it"
Greg jumped and turned around.
"I found someone, we are no longer short staffed.
"Hey Gil, can I ask you for a favor."
"Sure, I'm in a good mood Greg. I might do anything." Gil said
smiling.
"Oh yeah, ok, I want a raise"
"No" he turned to walk out.
"No, wait really, I want to change my days off to Sunday and
Monday."
"That is the new person nights off" he said.
"Yeah but you know Rich's got them off and its football, racing and
Monday night football. Please Gil."
"Oh all right. What days did you have.'
"Wed and Thru" Greg said.
Ok, you get Sunday and Monday off" Gil said leaving the room.
"Oh yeah, it's my birthday" Greg said standing up and dancing.
"What are you on and should I make you pee in a cup" Catherine asked.
"NO, I'm not peeing in any more cups" Greg's said. "My bad day
turned into a good day"
"Great, get you kit, you get a run a break in solo" she said.
"Oh yeah, it's my birthday. Do a little dance, make a little love
get down tonight" he said walking out of the room singing very
loudly.
"You with Jim" she said.
Greg repeated his song and dance but much quieter this time.
"Oh lord, Jim's going to kill me" she said.
Nick laid down in his bed. He pulled the cover up over his head and
curled up. He could not longer keep his eyes open.
