safe in my arms | solangelo au | under editing

Chapter Thirty

NPOV:

Will lets go of my hand, closing his eyes. He gets to his feet and turns away from me, and I sob. I don't blame him. He must hate me.

It's not as if I could help it. But still...

Will suddenly punches the wall, screaming and swearing. I move away in fear. He looks exactly how Percy does when he's angry. Two security guards come I and drag Will away, while I pull my knees up to my chest and start to cry silently.

The doctor tries to console me, but I can't hear her. Memories resurface and haunt me, and I almost slip into a flashback.

After about ten minutes, Will comes back in.
"Nico." I flinch. He walks close to me and I inch away. He must hate me. "Nico..." He says gently. "I'm sorry. I just lost my temper." He's disgusted in me.

"I just... I want to kill Percy. I can't believe he did this." His voice trembles.

I lift my head and look at him. His eyes are closed, and his hands are shaking. He has tears on his cheeks. I slip the notebook and pen off the table and flip to the first page. My writing is messy and my hand shakes, but I manage to write one word.

Sorry.

I pass it to Will and he looks at me with surprise.
"No, Nico. It's not your fault..." He says hurriedly. My eyes fill with tears as I take the notebook from him again.

I tried to stop him.
"I know..." Will says. "Your so brave... You didn't deserve any of this." He says. I take the notebook and Gary to write, him reading as I do.
I'm sorry.
"Don't apologise!" Will tells me. "It wasn't your fault. Nobody is blaming you."

But you were angry. You must hate me.
"I was mad at Percy, not you! And I don't hate you. I would never hate you." He says gently. I look up at him, tears filling my eyes. He looks right back at me.
But I'm

Will pulls the notebook from me and shakes his head. "Nico... Please stop beating yourself up over this. I... I don't care if you hate yourself. You shouldn't. You're a good person."

I look up at him sadly. How can he think that?

"You don believe me, do you?" Will asks me sadly. I shake my head, tears threatening to spill over my lashes. Will sighs. "How can I make you believe me?" He asks. I look down. He can't.

"Nico..." He sighs. "Nico, look at me." I reluctant look up. Will cups my face with his hands and sighs. "I don't hate you. I... I l-" his voice catches and he tries again. "Nico, I lo-" his voice catches again and he sighs.

I look at him worriedly and he looks into my eyes. He opens his mouth, but says nothing. He moves closer and takes a deep breath. "I love you Nico."