The orphanage- solangelo

Held There In The Storm

According to wattpad, every single word in this chapter (including this author's note) is misspelled. I know I have a lot of typos, but really wattpad? I'm not falling for that.

Npov

We headed straight to the Ferris wheel once we got there. We got in line, not noticing the clouds getting darker above us.

Soon it was our turn. We got in and pulled down the safety bar and then we were going around in circles. Will was holding my hand. I took in the view every time we got to the top, sticking it in my memory permanently. I had to remember it this time so I could sketch it later.

Will squeezed my hand. "Nico, it's getting pretty dark. Maybe we should go once we get off this."

I agreed and after two more rounds on the Ferris wheel, we tried heading home.

Keyword: tried.

Octavian stepped in our way. "It's getting pretty dark here, Nico. Aren't you afraid of storms?"

"I need to get back to the orphanage." The first few drops started falling but there wasn't thunder or lightning yet. Maybe we'd be safe...

"Are you sure? Earlier you didn't seem to want to."

"Yes I'm sure. Get out of the way."

He grinned and grabbed my arm. "I think I'll keep you here."

My eyes widened. "No! Please, don't do this..."

Will glared at him, "Octavian, let go."

"Oh no, I'm so scared of you both!" Octavian said dramatically. I knew he didn't mean it.

"Octavian, please just-"

"No."

I struggled to get away, and Will helped me, but it was no use. He was too strong.

He laughed. "This is going to be so much fun."

Thunder rumbled and lightning lit up the sky. I yelped.

Will held me close to him, giving up on getting Octavian to let go of me.

"W-Will..." I whimpered.

"I know. I'm sorry, Nico. It'll all be over soon, I promise."

It wasn't over soon. Octavian held me there, in the middle of the storm, for at least half an hour.

I cried into Will's chest. There was nothing else I could do.

A short flashback entered my mind. It was Bianca's scream.

I held Will tighter, trying to convince myself that I'd be okay, but failing miserably.

Finally, the storm cleared away.

"Well, I've got to go." Octavian said, grinning. "That'll teach you to go home when I say."

I sank to my knees. Will get on his knees, too, in order to comfort me. Octavian walked away.

Tears were still streaming down my cheeks after the storm ended. Will held me in his arms. Neither of us said anything, but there wasn't exactly anything to say. What had just happened was terrible but neither of us had to talk about that; both of us already knew.

So we sat there, me quietly crying into his shoulder and him just holding me. Together.

I don't even know what I'm writing...

Please send help.

Word count: 502 words