#nelson wright

Nelson had been being haunted by this kid he bullied when he was younger, Billy Mahoney. Nelson had died and came back, Flatlining and came. Back. Being haunted by this kid from years ago gave him an uneasy trauma that he had to deal with.

Rachel and Y/n were close, so when Y/n asked her what was wrong with Nelson, Rachel couldn’t lie, even though Nelson had begged her not to tell Y/n.

Rachel explained to Y/n about the idea Nelson had, and Y/n nearly flipped right at the spot. “He- he what?!” Y/n asked, uneasiness settling in their bones as Rachel explained everything.

“Yeah.. now he’s being haunted by Billy Mahoney, a kid he used to bully in grade school.” Rachel finished, the look in Y/n’s eyes said it all. “Y/n?” Rachel gently shook y/n, shaking them out of their thoughts. “He’s going to do it again, Rach— Oh god- he’s gonna do it again! I’ve gotta go!” Realization set in, and Y/n ran to Nelson’s home.

Y/n and Nelson had been together for a while, they knew how each other ticked. What each other liked to eat, drink, favorite bed position when sleeping.

Y/n made it to Nelson’s apartment, running up to his room where he was just about to leave.

“Nelson?!” Y/n shouted, looking around. Then they heard a loud crash and yelling.

Y/n followed the noise quickly, seeing Nelson laying down on the ground having his hands up defensively as if someone was on him, punching him.

“Nelson!” Y/n fell to their knees beside him. Placing their hands on his face as his eyes shoot open.

“No!” Hid yell dies down when he sees you, tears threaten to spill from his eyes. “Y/n? A-are you actually here?”

“Nelson, what did you do?” Y/n asked, helping him sit up, gently grazing their fingers over the scars and bruises on him.

“I’m sure Rachel told you..” he avoided y/n’s gaze, only for y/n to cup his face to look at them. “She did. I’m glad she did.” Y/n said as she helped Nelson stand up.