I whimper as Nick cleans up my wounds. "I am so sorry that I wasn't there to save you. "
"It's fine, you didn't know" I mumble.
Nick's hold on my arm tightens, hurting me slightly. "But I should've known, he's a sick bastard."
"Calm down Nick, I don't want to get you in trouble."
He grunts, "Nick, promise me that you won't do anything."
I tilt up his chin so that he looks me in the eye, "Promise me."
Nick wasn’t as bad as I thought. He was practically in the same position I was. Forced to be here against our wills.
"Fine, but if he lays one more hand on you, he's a dead man."
I hug him, "Thank you." I think I took him by surprise. He hesitantly hugs me back. "Anything for you, sweetheart."
We are still holding each other tightly when the triplets barge in. "Group hug!" They scream
