Capitulito III

Nick got his first tattoo after he lost his virginity, whether the two are connected, I don’t know.

Since then he hasn’t stopped.

Having sex or getting tattoos.

A lot of people blame AJ, but it really had nothing to do with him, or anybody else.

It was all about Nick.

He finally got to do something that was about him.

His life.

His body.

His tattoo.

Or tattoos, rather.

And, yes, Kaos was the nickname given to him by the group.

And, yes, he did tattoo it down his spine.

But wasn’t that like a declaration?

I am who you made me to be. Nothing more, nothing less. I am Kaos.

When Nick was Kaos, he was happy.

An ignorant sort of happy, but still happy.

He winked at girls he didn’t know, blew kisses, and charmed the pants off of everyone.

Including me.

When Nick was Kaos his eyes twinkled in the light. His sweet ‘n sour voice made everyone cry.

Including me.

When Nick was Kaos he wasn’t Nick.

He was an idiot.

A poster-boy.

And a voice.

That’s it.

When Kaos was Nick everything changed.

He was prince charming.

Your knight in shining armor.

Perfection.

You loved him with such a passion and you never wanted to stop.

You wanted to marry him and have his children.

You wanted to be perfect for him.

When Kaos was Nick you were happy.

When Nick was Kaos he was happy.

And he wanted you to be happy.