safe in my arms | solangelo au | under editing

Chapter Fifty

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WPOV:

Somebody walks into the room, and I expect it to be Nico. He spends every second of the day by my side, talking. I hope he's still eating alright and taking care of himself.

However, it isn't Nico. It's the last people I would ever want to see. My parents.

My mom is a stick thin woman who tris to look younger than she is, while my dad is a grumpy man who doesn't even try to hide how he feels towards people. Bound them claim they love me, but I can tell they're disappointed in me.

Thy start talking, mostly nagging me for getting into a car crash. I'm in a coma, and all they care about is how expensive my car was. They're both really rich, so all tub do is tell me off for wasting some of their money. I can't exactly tell them I leave me alone or walk away, either.

"Uh... Who are you?" Nico's voice asks. My parents fall silent. Uh oh.
"Who are you?" My mother asks.
"I asked you first." Nico says. I internally sigh. Just like I expected, my parents lose host temper. My dad starts shouting and ranting.
"We are William's parents!" My mother shouts indignantly. "Who are you?"
"I'm his boyfriend." Now there's going to be trouble.

"You told me he didn't like boys any more." My dad whispers.
"I though he was over it." My mother replies. When did I ever give her a reason to believe I liked girls?
"Well obviously not." My dad replies.
"Um..." Poor Nico. He must feel awful.

"Do you know how our son got into this mess?" My mom asks. His isn't going to end well...

"He was in a car crash." I hear Nico say.
"We know that." She sighs, irritated. "I mean why did he crash?" I hate the way she addresses Nico, like he's stupid. I want to slap her.

"He... He got distracted." Nico mumbles. I hear my mother tut.
"Were you there?" My father asks.
"Y-yes. I was in the car with him."

"You get off with barely a scratch while our son breaks his arm and ends up in a coma." My dad says accusingly. How dare he make Nico feel bad!
"I'm sorry." Nico says quietly. I want to tell him it's not his fault, but I can't.

"Get out." My mom says suddenly.
"Wh-what?" Nico asks.
"Get. Out!" How dare she?
"But... I'm his boyfriend. He needs me!"
"He doesn't need you." Yes I do. "As far as we're concerned, you're nothing." I'm going to kill her. "Get out."

"No." Thank god. I don't want Nico to leave because of my idiotic parents.
"Excuse me?" I can tell my mother is about to flip.
"No." Nico repeats.
"Why not? He's our son, and you're just some boy he met!" Nico is not 'just some boy'. He's amazing.

"How long have you been together, a week?"
"I'm not leaving. You can't make me." Nico says. I've never been so glad for his stubbornness.

"Yes we can. We'll call security."
"I've been sitting by Will since the day he was brought to hospital. I haven't done anything wrong. You've only been here a day and already you've started an argument. You do you think they're going to blame?" I was so worried Nico was going to get upset, but luckily, he's standing up for himself.

I hear Nico sit beside me and he takes my hand, obviously not caring about what my parents think. They're very homophobic, and I just hope they won't blame him for our relationship. I hate them both. If- no, when I manage to wake up properly, I'll kill them if they've upset Nico.