Trouble in Paradise by Three Way

As the elevator doors opened, a lone figure in black sat motionless in the middle of the open space. Nicholas had his arms wrapped around his knees, his head buried deep.

If it were anyone else, I might have assumed they were crying. But Nicholas wasn't the kind of man to shed tears over a fight.

Pete was nowhere to be seen. For a moment, I hesitated. Should I step out?

The elevator doors began to close after being unable to detect a need to stay open. Everything before me was compressed by the closing doors.

I stood frozen, watching Nicholas through the narrowing gap until the doors sealed shut, leaving him outside my view.

I exhaled deeply, my thoughts in turmoil. Should I go check? After all, this was my place. But where was the other person from the fight?

My heart tightened at the thought. What if Pete was beaten up so badly that he had been tossed aside somewhere, out of sight?

I shook my head, snapping back to why I was even here. I reached out and furiously pressed the button to open the elevator doors again. What a day!

in shock. Nicholas was suddenly right in front of me as if he had teleported here. He

a

face tightened. The veins on his forehead

less than three feet apart, staring

a hoarse whisper escaped his throat. "Let me hold you...

tightly. Nicholas's hug was crushing, his arms coiling around

that I didn't even have time to refuse. Even as I found myself in

eyes, my mind filled

eyes and tear-dampened lashes. I couldn't help but feel disoriented,

the tight space. The glossy walls reflected his lonely silhouette and all the times I

the button to reopen the doors, and shoved

Do you need me to

once-over. In his current disheveled state, he wasn't fit to

get his response. So, I looked around the area around