derek oh no
derek oh no no no
derek pick up your goddamn phone you stupid fucking idiot
derek it's jen
nate what what
nate is this about jen??
derek yes, just fucking call me right fucking now
after the thirty minute phone call...
nate had blurry vision by tears swelling down his eyes.
if you didn't fucking call her she would be alright. she would be okay, nate cried.
driving over to the hospital was the worse feeling. nate's stomach churned every second as the thought came back into his mind freshly.
she probably doesn't want to see you.
she hates you.
what the hell are you doing?
you're such a fucking idiot.
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IMESSAGES | NATE MALOLEY {COMPLETE}
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