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“Nicolas!–That is more than ‘just a scratch’!” She scolded him. But it couldn’t be helped really.

     He had come home, shirt torn in more than one place, face bruised and cut, it looked like he was bleeding somewhere as well. She could only imagine what had happened for him to end up like this. And with that many injuries–well Dr.Theo would probably torment him for being reckless again. Of course though he was standing as if nothing had happened. Which possibly meant he overdosed as well.

     “Go sit on the couch while I get some wet cloths and bandages!” She was going to at least attempt to clean him up before she sent him over to Dr.Theo’s for proper care.

           The twilight let out a low grumble and glanced away in a very                   child-like manner. He knew Alex would react like this when                   he came back but he suppose her nagging was better to                   deal with than Theo’s abuse and threats with needles.                   Really, his whole body felt numb to the pain so he didn’t                   know just how severe his injuries were but he felt fine. 

          Nicolas sighed through his nose after reading Alex’s lips from                        the corner of his eyes. There was a moment of hesitation                        before he decided to do as the woman asked. He started                        to take off his battered shirt, tossing it off to the side.                        That was probably the fourth shirt he ruined this week.                        Worick was going to have another fit, wouldn’t he? 

     Gasp... What were those..! On the ground, right in front of that woman! They looked like discarded tags from this distance, and the boy was practically sparkling as he dove forward (nearly tripping her in the process...) to wrap small fingers around the chain and hold them up proudly as he sat up on the ground.