AndNich123
Pulsar
- Joined
- Jan 22, 2014
Nicholas had almost given up hope he was coming when he heard the knock. “Jareth,” he whispers crossing the floor quickly to the door. He opens it and stares at him. “I thought you weren’t coming,” he tells him. “I’m glad….you’re here. Come on baby.” His hand reaches for his face, caressing his cheek.
“I want..to get..well.”He looks at her as he spills the rest of it. “I want..to figure this out. I want..to know..what’s going on. I want to know..what I feel. Is this..real? Do I feel..what I think..I feel? I want,” he pauses closing his eyes softly. When he opens them again, he continues. “I want..him. I want..Jareth.” He forces an hardened expression. “But he’s..my doctor. End of..story. I’m not..giving up..on a dream. I’m..accepting..reality.”
“I want..to get..well.”He looks at her as he spills the rest of it. “I want..to figure this out. I want..to know..what’s going on. I want to know..what I feel. Is this..real? Do I feel..what I think..I feel? I want,” he pauses closing his eyes softly. When he opens them again, he continues. “I want..him. I want..Jareth.” He forces an hardened expression. “But he’s..my doctor. End of..story. I’m not..giving up..on a dream. I’m..accepting..reality.”