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10,000 Miles by Raine_Szmanda1 [Reviews - 2]
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A hundred days had made me older
since the last time that I've saw your pretty face

A thousand lights had made me colder and I don’t think I can look at this the same

But all the miles had separate
They disappear now when I’m dreaming of your face

I’m here without you baby
but your still on my lonely mind
I think about you baby
and I dream about you all the time
I’m here without you baby
but your still with me in my dreams
And tonight it’s only you and me


The incessant ringing was what brought Greg out of a peaceful slumber, he rubbed his eyes and cursed the phone for being all the way across his dorm room, he looked up at the clock and groaned, it read 3:30am. He stumbled towards the phone sitting on the computer desk and picked it up.

“Hello?”

There was a pause for a second and then a familiar voice shocked him awake.

“Greg, Is that you?”

“Yeah Warrick, what’s going on, It’s 3:30 in the morning.”

“Greg, I have some bad news”

“Bad news? Such as?”

“Nick is in the hospital”

Greg felt a sick feeling invade his otherwise perfect stomach.

“What happened Rick?”

“He resorted back to old habits, he cut tonight, I’m assuming he didn’t mean to cut as deep as he did, but his mother found him and they rushed him to the hospital, they don’t know if he’s going to make it man.”

“Oh fuck, he was doing so good too, I mean, he hasn’t cut in a long time hasn’t he?”

“No it’s been a while.”

“What do I do? I mean, I’m all the way here, I feel so helpless.”

“There’s nothing you can really do, but I thought you’d appreciate knowing what’s going on, I can keep you updated on everything that’s going on.”

“Thank you for calling Warrick.”

“No problem man.”

Greg felt like he was going to pass out, so he sat down right where he was standing in the middle of the floor, he put his head in his hands and rocked back and fourth, he didn’t know what he was going to do, he knew it was probably his fault that Nick did what he did, but he never would intentionally make Nick feel worthless. His hands began to shake as he felt himself begin to grow sick, he pushed himself up and just made it to the bathroom before he got sick, he stared at himself in the mirror and tried to take deep calming breaths, but eventually they came out into sobs, and his sobs turned into gut wrenching sobs.

“Oh fuck Nicky, what have you done”

He whispered to no one, he tested his weight on shaky legs and walked back towards his room, and sat and stared blankly at the wall, waiting for any kind of news to come. He had never felt this helpless in a long time, there wasn’t much he could do when it felt like he was 10, 000 miles away from Nick and he had no way to get to him. Greg ended up falling asleep with his arms wrapped around his legs and his head on his knees, and he jumped when his alarm clock went of signaling that it was time to get ready for his 8:00 class, he checked his phone and noticed that he slept through 3 phone calls, and his heart started beating wildly out of his chest, they were all from Warrick, he dialed the number and a very tired Warrick picked up on the first ring.

“Warrick, I’m so sorry, I slept through your phone calls, what’s going on, is Nick okay?”

“He lost a lot of blood, and his heart was close to stopping a few times, but they eventually stabilized him and he should be okay, he had to get a few blood transfusions and now they’ve got him on intravenous and are trying to keep him hydrated, he’s in a coma like state, and they’re concerned about that.”

“What the fuck made him do this Warrick, do you have any sort of clue?”

Greg could feel the tears sliding down his cheeks, and he wiped them away angrily. He sat down on his bed and hung his head as he listened to Warrick’s reply.

“He hasn’t been the same since you left, it’s like he’s locked in a constant depression, We’ve tried to take him out, to get him to live a little, but he’s always moping about”

“I…”

“I know that you didn’t leave just to hurt him Greg, I know you want to make something out of your life, I know how determined you are, if your high school marks were anything to show for that, but Nick can’t see that, he believes that you’ve left him because you wanted to, and that you don’t care for him. “

“Fuck Warrick, I love him”

Greg sobbed into the phone and Warrick felt pity for his younger friend. He didn’t know what to say to him to make him feel better; he didn’t know how to comfort him.

“I should go G. I’ll give you a call when I hear anything else, if you need anything don’t hesitate to call me. Okay? “

“Okay Rick, And thanks”

Greg hung up the phone and looked at the clock again and sighed, it was 8:45, too late to go to his class and he didn’t know if he had the will power to do so, he rummaged around in his clothes drawer, and pulled out a black t-shirt that had The Beatles written in silver on it, he put it to his nose and inhaled deeply, he could smell Nick’s cologne and tears sprang to his eyes, and he put it on over the night shirt that he was wearing and hugged himself tightly and began to cry again.

“I’m so sorry Nicky”

He whispered and fell into an uneasy sleep.

The miles just keep rollin
as the people either way to say hello
I've heard this life is overrated
but I hope that it gets better as we go

I’m here without you baby
but your still on my lonely mind
I think about you baby
and I dream about you all the time
I’m here without you baby
but your still with me in my dreams
And tonight girl it’s only you and me

Everything I know,
and anywhere I go
it gets hard but it won’t take away my love
And when the last one falls,
when it’s all said and done
it get hard but it won’t take away my love
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