nickthewarbler: (Chilling (Chair))
Nick Matheson ([personal profile] nickthewarbler) wrote in [community profile] etrelibre 2012-10-27 11:31 am (UTC)

Nick had now looped his fingers into a leather necklace hanging loosely around his neck with a pink shell with Quinn's name engraved on it as a pendant. Quinn had one with Nick's name, and they got them from a custom jeweller in town for their anniversary. Nick didn't know why this whole thing was making him nervous, beyond the shock of actually discovering Jeff was on the island and from a way different time to Nick. It was throwing him off, and Quinn was automatically on his mind. He knew there had always been a chance Jeff might come here from a different time to him, but there had been a tiny piece of him that hoped that wouldn't happen because what had Jeff progressed to in his life back there Nick had no idea of? "You eventually figure it out, and your mind shifts more predominantly to island life rather than what you left behind. It's not easy. We're just some of the lucky ones who do have people from home. Most people aren't so lucky."

He traced his tongue over his lips wetting them, and his nose scrunched up slightly. "I don't know. He is the only person I know who came from near death. There are others. The soldier dude called Rob who owns the shooting range, he was killed in the line of duty and he's stuck. It's hard to wrap your mind around the fact Kurt's dead, I know. He's here and he's breathing, alive. That's where you start to adjust to stuff here." He smirked a little. "The cool thing about coming here in high school? I didn't have to finish. No high school or college education, and I'm a fully-fledged artist and manage the art gallery here. I'm in my element. Couldn't be happier. Like I said, things are different here. Very different. Not worse. Just... different." Three differents in one breath. What was he trying to emphasise here?

Jeff was continuing then and Nick looked back to him sharply, fingers closing around the shell pendant tightly. "Right after we left Blaine screaming on a cold parking lot floor... yeah..." That probably wasn't it, and he knew it. But he had to shut this down for now because he didn't know how he was supposed to deal with it. This wasn't the same Jeff he didn't those things with back in school. This was adult Jeff, who was probably married or something and Nick didn't know how to deal with that.

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