Breakdown: PG-13 Fic

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Bryan could still hear Molly crying in the hall.
“I’ll be back in a minute.” He said to Nicky and walked through into the hall.
“What’s wrong with my baby?” He said in a babyish tone. “Come and tell daddy.” He took Molly off Kerry and gave her a cuddle. “Shhh… It’s ok. Daddy’s here.” He stroked her head and spoke to her soothingly.
Georgina and Kerry stood watching + hoping Bryan could calm her. Soon the crying stopped and Molly was lulled.
Bryan carried on cuddling and caressing her until he was sure she was ok.
“I’ll go and get our stuff.” Georgina said.
“Do you want some help?” Kerry asked her.
“Yeah, sure, if you don’t mind.”<br>“Ok. I’ll take Molly, Bry. You stay with Nix”
“Ok.” Bryan handed Molly to her. As they walked upstairs, he walked back in to see Nicky.

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i will post sum more up within the nxt couple of days.
i'd just like to say thanx 2 John Arne Riise 4 savin the rest ov liverpools buts 2day! i cant believev we drew again! lol!

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ooh! my 100th post! woohoo 4 me! lol!

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More of the fic:

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“She alright now? Nicky asked.
“Yeah, just needed a bit of a cuddle it think. She’s probably just tired.”<br>“Umm.” Nicky agreed.
“The girls have gone up to get your stuff.” Bryan told him.
“So I heard.” Nicky replied. “Did Georgina check the post?”
“No, I don’t think so.”
“Ok. I’ll get her to do it when she comes down; something actually relevant to life might be in there!"
“You never know!” Bryan joked. He sat down and looked around nervously. Should he tell Nicky? Did he need to know? Bryan rubbed his head; he felt the headache coming back. He got up.
“I’m just gonna get some water. Do you want anything?”
Nicky shook his head. “I’m fine thanks… Are you sure you’re all right? You’re being really strange today.”<br>“I’m fine. I just don’t feel very good… Do you have any paracetamol?”<br>“Yeah. It’s in the cupboard on the right of the sink.” Nicky frowned as Bryan walked off. He really wasn’t himself.

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When he heard Bryan banging around in the kitchen, Nicky gritted his teeth, then got up and walked through slowly into the hall. He wanted to get the post; he needed something to do to take his mind off the problems. He got the handful of letters out of the box by the door, then walked, or rather, limped back into the lounge. As he walked through the arch or the lounge door, the pain suddenly intensified, and Nicky nearly reached his threshold. He threw the letters down on the coffee table and collapsed on the sofa. He cried out in pain.
Bryan was just walking in from the kitchen. “What are you doing?” He asked as he saw Nicky collapse.
“I just got up to get the post.” Nicky replied, cringing in agony.
Bryan shook his head. “You should have got me to get it for you. I didn’t know you wanted it right now.”
“I know. I’m ok though. I just need something to do. Don’t worry.”<br>

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[glow=blue,2,300] more will b up v soon! let me kno if u like it!

Steph[/glow]

[iluvshnickyneed 2 log on]

Of course we like it!!!! ;D
It's wicked! Keep posting! (and congrats 4 reaching your 100th post!)

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Hi! thanx i will keep posting! im just checking to c if an1s readin! it takes ages 2 get the posts up on these boards! lol! i'll add more @ the wekend or mayb 2nite!

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heres the rest of chapter 12.

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“Alright.” Bryan handed him the 3 envelopes, then sat down with him. Nicky started to open them. The first one was some advertising junk.
“Why do they send this crap?” He asked Bryan. “ I can’t believe that anyone actually reads this stuff seriously!”<br>“Yeah. I just bin anything like that.” Bryan replied.
Nicky laughed. He threw the junk on the floor, the opened the second letter. A credit card statement.
“Well, it sounds about right.” He said to Bryan.
“What?” Bryan asked; he’d been busy thinking again.
“ Never mind.” Nicky put the statement on the table so Georgina could file it.
“Shall we get a movie for tonight?” Bry suggested.
“Yeah, sounds good.” Nicky replied as he began to open the last letter.
“What shall we get? Funny, scary, or soppy and romantic?”
Nicky laughed. “You know I’m always up for the romantics, but it’s up to you and whatever the girls want. I don’t mind.” Nicky saw that it was fan mail and began to read the letter.
“Between you and the girls, I think I’ll lose out on what ever I want to watch, so—”

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“What the f**k?” Nicky yelled, interrupting Bryan.
“What?” Bryan asked. Nicky ignored him and carried on scanning through the letter.
“This is sick!” He stated.
“What? What is it?” Bryan asked, getting more anxious by the second.
“Read it.” Nicky, shaking, handed him the letter. Bryan read.
“sh!t!” He said, as he was half way through. The letter said exactly what the message on the phone did. “f**king hell!” He muttered under his breath when he had finished reading. He was going to have to tell Nicky now. This was getting more and more serious. He looked over at Nicky, who was as white as a sheet.
“Don’t worry.” Nicky looked down as a tear ran down his cheek. Bryan moved closer to him on the sofa.
“Come here.” He said. Nicky collapsed into him and rested his head on Bryan’s shoulder. He sniffed and wiped his eyes.
“I’m so scared, Bry. If these people can do this to me, then think what they could do to Georgina. They know our address and god knows what else.” Bryan had to tell him; he couldn’t keep it to himself anymore.

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“Nicky…” Bryan said suddenly.
Nicky sat back, noticing the apprehensive tone to Bryan’s voice. “What?” He asked. Bryan shook his head; he still wasn’t sure.
“What’s wrong, Bry?”
“Nothing…”
“Bryan!”
“Look, Nicky… Promise me you won’t panic or get mad but I need to tell you.”<br>“Tell me what, Bry?”<br>“Well… I think they kind of know more than your address…”
“What do you mean?”
“Nicky, I know I should have told you earlier, but, well… when I was looking on your phone, there was a message saying you had new voicemail and missed calls…”
“And?”<br>“And I kind of listened to the voicemail because the missed calls were from a strange number that wasn’t in your phone book.”<br>

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“Bryan!”
“No, Nicky…”
“Don’t ‘no’ me. That could’ve been private.”<br>“Nicky, just listen.” Bryan was deadly serious. Nicky frowned. He was silent.
Bryan continued. His voice was soft and he was searching Nicky’s eyes and face for any reaction. “The voicemail said exactly what the letter does”
“What? When did you listen to it?”<br>“Right before you got back from hospital…” Bryan replied like a guilty child.
“What?!” Nicky burst out in rage. “Why the f**k didn’t you tell me?”<br>“I didn’t want to upset you….”<br>“What, and I’m not upset now?” Nicky yelled.
“I’m sorry.”<br>“I can’t believe you didn’t tell me. What if something happened?”<br>“I know I should’ve told you, but…”
“But what?” Bryan sat down on the sofa and rested his head in his hands.
“Is that why you wanted Georgina and I to stay?”<br>“Yes, of course it is!”<br>“Why didn’t you just tell me?”<br>“I’ve told you!”<br>“No, you haven’t!”<br>“I didn’t want you to start worrying. Bloody hell, Nicky, I was just trying to protect you.” Bryan yelled back. The room went silent.

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Hearing the shouting from the bedroom, Kerry and Georgina ran downstairs. Kerry walked into the lounge carrying Molly. “What the hell’s going on?” She asked as she saw Nicky’s tear stained face. Georgina followed her in after she’d dumped the bags of their stuff in the hall.
Bryan sat on the sofa in silence and Nicky turned his back to the girls and walked across to look out of the window. The painkillers had kicked in.
Kerry looked to Bryan for an answer, but he ignored.
“Nicky?” Georgina said questioningly. “What’s happened?”<br>“Nothing.” He replied. “It’s nothi-.” His voice cracked and tears streamed down his face. Bryan turned to look at him as he heard him break down. Georgina and Kerry stood watching trying to figure out what the hell was going on. Bryan jumped up and jogged across the room to Nicky, who sank into his arms.
“I’m so sorry, Nix.” Nicky shook his head.
“It’s not your fault. Thanks for looking after me.” Nicky replied in between gulping back tears and sobs. He was so confused and scared. He realised that this was more than just some drunken idiots messing about.