Battle Wounds: Solangelo Soulmate AU

SEVENTY

TW: flashbacks to abuse and SA

NICO POV:
I don't know how I got back in my old house, but waking up to the view of my old curtains makes my stomach churn uncomfortably. I look to my other side to see if Will is there, but he is no where to be found. All I see is a cold empty space that clearly never held another human.

"Nico!" my dads voice yells as he stomps into the room, slamming the door back so hard the dry wall breaks and cracks away. "You useless fag for a son."

He storms over to my bed and climbs on top of me, pinning me down by my throat. I try to pry his hands off of me so I can get air back into my lungs but it was no use.

"These boys paid good money for you, so you better behave. Do you understand?" he spits down at me.

I nod and he lets go of my throat. I gulp in lung fulls of air greedily, the stars clearing from my vision slowly. I wish they hadnt, because when they do I see the faces of the guys who had attacked me in the locker room all kneeling on my bed around me. I can't remember their names at the moment, rather it was because of the terror or a lack of knowledge I can't tell but it isn't important.

"I'll stay to watch and be sure he behaves," my dad smirks from the corner.

They all grin wickedly, revealing rows and rows of sharp teeth. Suddenly all of them are dragging they're claws down my chest and legs effectively ripping my clothes off my body and leaving behind long rows of jagged cuts. I scream in pain as my blood starts bubbling out of the fresh wounds.

Someone clamps a hand over my mouth to keep me from screaming, thankfully leaving my nose out so I can at least breath.

"Stop moving bitch," one barks.

"Be a good dog and sit still," another snarls.

I try to get out of their cutting grips but it's no use. One of them flips me over and they start cutting up my back as well.

"Nico!"

I look around to find who is calling my name but no one is there. I can't tell who's voice it is over the blood rushing in my ears.

"Nico!"

I look over at my dad who is palming his obvious erection through his slacks.

"Nico! Wake up!"

I feel something slick and thick try to shove into me, and my whole body erupts with fire.

"Nico!"

I shoot up in bed panting, sweat dripping down my face and body. Someone's hands are on me so I quickly push them away, causing my self to tumble off the side of the bed and land on my wrist painfully.

There's no blood, that's a good sign, but my whole body is sore. Did I pass out from the pain? If I did they'll probably be back, my dad wouldn't-

"Nico are you okay?" Will asks, hurrying to kneel next to me. He puts a hand on my knee and I can't help but jump away as if he's burnt me. "Sorry sorry, I won't touch you."

"Where am I?" I ask, looking around and realizing I'm in Wills room.

"My room, our house," Will says softly. "You had a nightmare Nico, your safe."

Safe. Safe. I'm with Will, my dad is dead and those guys can't get within 100 yards of me without getting sent to juvie. I'm safe.

I break down crying, pulling my knees to my chest so I don't have to look at Wills worried expression any longer.

"Can I touch you now?" Will asks softly. I nod and I feel him slide in next to me, wrapping his arms around me tightly. "Breath Nico, your safe Ive got you."