The Devil's Mind

Chapter 2

Nico Dominic Donato. Where do we begin with Nico Dominic Donato. 

He was cocky when talking to him, silent and didn't really have a soft spot for anyone.

 Black hair and ice blue eyes. Veins on his hands and arms, but not enough to make it look disgusting. He was jacked. Sharp jawline. Italian. 2O years old. 

Everyone was scared of him except for his gang of friends who I'm still friends with, just not him.

We used to be close friends until his father made him move back to Italy when he was 9. 

Then last year in fall when I came to NYU, I found out apparently he came back to New York. And now he's been the complete opposite of what he used to be. 

He used to be sweet, gentle, loving, loved everyone and everything to be honest. He helped me kill spiders and centipedes. And now he's closed off. I fucking hate it.

He hates me. Don't know why. 

Everytime he sees me he either trips me, pushes me into someone who I have to profusely say sorry to, or does other random shit. 

He also calls me Princess. He used to call me that too. He told me his dad said pretty girls are princesses, so he called me a princess. 

That's the only thing I ever remember of his personality from the past. The rest disappeared.

"If you wanted to touch me you could've just asked, Princess." He looked down and smirked at me.

Now I'm not saying I'm small. I'm not. I'm 5 foot 8. It's just I look short against him because he's fucking 6 foot 7.

My cheeks flushed. "Trust me, I don't."

"Whatever you say."

I yanked Cora up, who mind you, was still dying with tears now coming out of her eyes, and we walked away.

"You know what I just realized since he's wearing gray sweatpants?" Cora spoke up after she finished dying.

"What?"

"Since Nico is 6 foot 7, his dick has to be huge."

I felt like whamming my head into a brick wall.

"And why would you think that?"
"Because imagine if his dick was tiny. That would just be embarrassing."

"It would."

"You can see and tell me later." she wiggled her eyebrows. She's obsessed with Wattpad and aO3. It's a problem.

"I think not."

"But it'll be enemies to lovers though," she whined. I gave her a sharp look.

"If anything you test it out.""Gladly." she stated and ran down the hall. 

I stared at her a bit, registering her stupidity. I did track and field for four years, who does she think I am? I sprinted after her and caught up in 2 minutes. 

At lunch we grabbed our food. I got a corndog and a salad, Cora got a burger and fries. As we were going to sit in my car and eat, Nico got in the way and swiped my salad.

I gave Cora my food. "Hold my fucking food." I muttered as I stepped toward him.

I snatched the salad when he wasn't looking and he spun around. "Don't fuck with my food." I growled.

He smirked. "Still obsessed with food I see."

"Yeah unlike your dick."

I heard Nico's friend chuckle. It was my turn to spin around this time. A pang of realization hit my chest.

"Damn Nico she got you good."

I slowly looked up to see Luca Blanco laughing. He used to be 5 foot 6 and was now 6 foot 4. Same light brown fluffy hair and beautiful green eyes.

"Hey Hiera." he grinned. Nico elbowed him. 

"What? Just because I said hi and am still friends with her unlike you," his voice lowered. "Doesn't mean you have to get all jealous, I'm not flirting with her."

"Why don't you lead us to sit with you and pretty girl over there?" I looked at where he was staring and found myself looking at Cora. I smirked.

"We were planning to sit in my car Luca." I muttered.

"I'm sure you'll manage."

Just as we were about to walk to the empty table where Cora was standing next to, I watched as another one of my old friends bounced towards us.

"Missed ya Hiera." Rocco Monti lazily tossed his arm around my shoulder, nearly making me fall over. He was 6 foot 6 so it was a bit awkward. I was basically his armrest.

"Can't say the same." I tossed his arm from my shoulder.

I nearly cried when I saw Isa Vox walk towards us. 

She was my favourite out of all of them and we always hung out together while the guys did their own thing. We all grew up together. I ran towards her and almost knocked her over.

"Omigosh, Nico would not let us see you, no matter what we did, that stupid bulky ass." I pulled away from her and looked her in her eyes. 

She had tears in them. She now had goddess braids. She looked like a goddess.

"Well fuck him." I laughed.

My laughing quickly faded as I felt a sharp tap against my right shoulder. I slowly turned around and saw Nico looking down and glaring at me.

"Stop messing around with my fucking friends."

"Leave the poor thing alone man, what did she do to you?" Giovanni Agostinelli barked. He was always the dad of the group. He might be the shortest at 6 foot 3 but he's scary.

"She exists, that's my problem." Nico muttered.

"Uh huh and you still always complain about her calling her Princess, doesn't seem like a problem to me." Rocco chattered.

My eyebrows shot up as Nico stuck an elbow into his ribs, his face tinted pink. Cora walked up to us.

"Hey, I'm Cora Morano." She introduced herself.

"Oh yeah, I'm so sorry. Cora, this is Rocco, Luca, Nico, Giovanni and Isa. People, this is Cora, my best friend."

I watched my old group's reactions and caught Luca eyeing her up and down with a smirk on his face. 

Hey Birdies!

Thank you so much for reading, I hope you enjoyed this chapter! 

I have stupid ass school. I'm literally writing at school rn.

But anyways make sure to read the next chapter coming up soon!

Love, Picnic

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