Light and death (Solangelo au)

Part 8

Nico Di Angelo

Everyone crowds around the small coffee table, eating the pizza together and just having fun.

"I wish Death was here!" Will suddenly bursts out, then laughs at himself, "haha sorry it's just that he had to go out and I'm wondering if we should save him some pizza."

"Nico, he doesn't know?" Hazel asks me.

"Um know what?" I ask, trying to stop her from talking, she gets the idea and stays quiet.

"Well I better go now, I've gotta sleep for a bit." I say.

"Bye then Nico! We had fun." Reyna says as they wave at me.

Where should I go now? It would be too obvious just to out my mask on and walk straight back in.

Will Solace

"When do you think Death's coming back?" I ask poison, all the girls left when Nico did, walking back to there side of the building.

"He'll be back any minute, or maybe he was never gone!" He says, standing up. "When are you going to tell Nico about the organisation?" Matt asks, making me jump.

"I- I can tell him?!" I asked, surprised. I thought I wouldn't have been able to tell him as it would've been telling somebody about all of us being murderers. He could easily call the police, I mean it is a well known murder company.

"Well yeah, you can only tell one person though so tell somebody you can trust." Poison says, looking at me with a creepy smile.

"I'm going to bed now, I'll see you in the morning!" I say to him as I walk out of the room to my room.

I lie on the bed, and think about the conversation me and Nico had a couple of days ago.

"Will, do you trust me?"

"I mean it feels like your hiding something ever since your dad died."'

I haven't been able to forget that conversation, it makes me want to tell him everything. And I can. I've got Poison's permission I can tell him.

Nico Di Angelo

I walk through the backdoor where Matt is sat on the couch, smiling to himself.

"I just told Will that he can tell you about the organisation, hope this speeds things up a bit." Matt says to me as I blush under my mask.

"Shut up. I'm going to bed." I say as I walk to my room.

I lay on my bed, I wonder if he'll be angry at me if he tells me, I could've told him it was me by now but I haven't because I've been selfish and kept it all a secret. Yet he has to tell me about a murder organisation when he thinks that I'm not a murderer, any normal person would think he's join or call the police, yet he's going to trust me with this secret.

What a friend I am.