God dammit, why did everything always go wrong?! Nikki hadn’t even been able to think while he had ran back to the school, and in the few instances that thoughts of regret and anger had probed at the corners of his mind he had pushed them aside. They were coming back with a vengeance though, something so strong that made him storm down the hallway of the dorm rooms and toward his dorm. For a moment he couldn’t even remember the layout of this hellhole, his mind swimming, his entire being completely overwhelmed.
It had been so innocent… Seth hadn’t meant to mix him up like this…
But Nikkolai couldn’t help it. He fumbled for the key to his room in his pocket and pushed the door open, his keys jingling loudly and reverberating against the walls, taunting his ears. He slammed the door shut with such a force that the frame shook before he leaned against it, throwing the keys to the floor somewhere as soon as that action had been done. He hadn’t even heard them land.
He made his way over to the bed and collapsed upon it, taking a moment to glance at the clock. 6:00. Nikkolai groaned and pulled a pillow over his head, clenching his eyes shut. Every emotion he had tried to suppress until this moment came flying at him, unrelenting and even cruel with the way it made him think.
Running away like that hadn’t been right. Seth hadn’t done anything wrong! He hadn’t known! Nikkolai pushed himself up and tossed the pillow away as well as he brought himself into a sitting position against the headboard, shaking his head. Seth hadn’t known, Nikki should have told him why… he’d left him hanging and that action had probably hurt him more than the truth would have. But how could he say ‘I like you, I do, but I’m ashamed’? How could he say ‘my parents will kill me if they find out’, how could he even begin to explain the different world he had come from?
He would have cried if he hadn’t loathed himself so much in those moments. Coward, fool, bastard – oh God, he had to apologize to Seth. He had to find him. But… but he couldn’t move…
And at that moment there was a knock at the door.
It had been so innocent… Seth hadn’t meant to mix him up like this…
But Nikkolai couldn’t help it. He fumbled for the key to his room in his pocket and pushed the door open, his keys jingling loudly and reverberating against the walls, taunting his ears. He slammed the door shut with such a force that the frame shook before he leaned against it, throwing the keys to the floor somewhere as soon as that action had been done. He hadn’t even heard them land.
He made his way over to the bed and collapsed upon it, taking a moment to glance at the clock. 6:00. Nikkolai groaned and pulled a pillow over his head, clenching his eyes shut. Every emotion he had tried to suppress until this moment came flying at him, unrelenting and even cruel with the way it made him think.
Running away like that hadn’t been right. Seth hadn’t done anything wrong! He hadn’t known! Nikkolai pushed himself up and tossed the pillow away as well as he brought himself into a sitting position against the headboard, shaking his head. Seth hadn’t known, Nikki should have told him why… he’d left him hanging and that action had probably hurt him more than the truth would have. But how could he say ‘I like you, I do, but I’m ashamed’? How could he say ‘my parents will kill me if they find out’, how could he even begin to explain the different world he had come from?
He would have cried if he hadn’t loathed himself so much in those moments. Coward, fool, bastard – oh God, he had to apologize to Seth. He had to find him. But… but he couldn’t move…
And at that moment there was a knock at the door.