stt:ch.7 [Hide The Pain Inside]

Nick stalked out of the building with anger in his eyes. Upon coming to Kevin's car he punched it then cursed out in pain as the shock of his hand hitting metal flew through his body. Not stopping he kept punching the car and began to kick the tires, enjoying the pain.

"Damnit...damnit...damnit..." He muttered with each punch. The adrenaline mixed with the pain was giving him a strange high and he continued to hurt himself, punching and kicking the car as hard as he could. Thoughts raced through his head as he let his anger out on Kevin's car, none of them complete and thought out rationally.

They don't need me. AJ's going to be with Katie constantly. Howie and I just don't click like that. Kevin and I never really hang out. Brian's got KAYLIE. He thought harshly as he hit the metal once more, putting a dent in the frame as his heart constricted painfully. He was now becoming dizzy with pain but elated at the same time. They never needed me! Ever! He thought to himself. Who the hell were you kidding Carter? That someone actually cared and NEEDED you?! Hell, you're just a piece of shit anyway. Sound like a little girlie boy. And fat. You're a fat ass Carter. No wonder no one wants to be with you. Mandy couldn't stand you. Kaylie can't stand you! Kaylie doesn't WANT you Carter. She can't STAND you! She can't stand your fat ass Carter! His mind shouted out. In anger, he punched the window frame and screamed out in pain as his knuckles split open as his hand connected with the sharp frame. He saw spots for a few seconds and watched as the blood ran neatly down the crevasses in his hand. He stood there amazed as he watched his blood pour from the open cut in his hand. He felt as if a weight had been taken off his shoulders. Still mesmerized he lightly touched the cut and grimaced as pain shot through him, but did it again and again as he wanted to feel the pain. His hand was now swelling up and turning black and blue (No pun intended all!) and he continued to stare at it in amazement.

"Hey! Nick!" He heard and quickly turned around holding his hand. He watched as Howie approached him and thought quickly what to say to him. Howie walked up to him and immediately looked down at his hand. Nick watched Howie's reaction as the surprise that first registered turned to shock. Howie looked up at him in concern.

"What the hell happened to you?!" He said quietly as he reached out to touch Nick's hand. Nick pulled back in horror as Howie's hand neared his.

"Oh, sorry, I didn't think. It probably hurts a lot." Howie muttered softly. "So, what the hell DID happen to you?!" He persisted. Nick didn't flinch and looked him dead in the eyes.

"I tripped. Fell on my hand." He stated coolly as if daring Howie to ask twice about how his hand got that way. Howie peered at him, then his hand again, but backed off.

"Ok, if you say so." He said calmly. "You should probably get wrapped and on ice though. It's going to swell and Kev's not going to be happy when you have to start out the tour with your hand in a sling." He said as he walked away to his car. Nick rolled his eyes. Kev's not going to be happy when you have to start out the tour with your hand in a sling he mimicked. There you go again Nick. Screwing up again. More people mad at you. More people to hate you! You idiot! He shouted to himself.

"You idiot!" He yelled as he kicked at the pebbles of gravel on the ground. Howie quickly turned around and looked at him strangely.

"You ok there Nick?" He asked cautiously coming a step closer. Nick's head snapped up and he looked at him.

"Oh, ya. Just accidentally hit my hand. You're right, I should probably go get it checked out so Kevin doesn't get to mad." He said. Howie smiled slightly and nodded in agreement.

"Ya, you go do that. I'll tell the guys were you are. You're still going to go out with us tonight though, right? It's one of our last nights in town, we were going to go celebrate the new tour starting up." Howie mentioned casually. Nick racked his brain trying to remember if anyone had said anything to him about going out previously. When he could come up with nothing the little voice in the back of his head started up again. See Nick, it's already starting. They don't want to be around you so they're not inviting you to things. They can't stand you Nick! They hate you! All this time they've been lying to you. They never wanted you in the group. Now they're pushing you away! Nick shook his head in distaste and looked at Howie.

"Um, ya, sure. I'll be there. When are you going to get there?" He asked with a slight bitterness. Howie didn't seem to notice.

"Around 8, 8:30. Usual time." Howie said as he climbed inside.

"Great. I'll be there. See you guys later." Nick mumbled as he watched Howie drive off. He wished Kevin and AJ would get their asses down there so someone could take him home since Mandy had driven off in his car. Bitch. He thought. His hand began throbbing again and he clenched his teeth as he slammed it into Kevin's car. Pain tore through his body and for a second Nick thought he was going to pass out. In his eyes he could see spots. After they cleared he looked down to see the gash on his already injured hand had grown. He smiled to himself as he looked at what he'd done.

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