My one and only (a solangelo story)

Will?

Shit shit shit shit. I can't just lose him like this. Not here. Not now. I immediately ran to him, and with a quivering voice, I stuttered out, 'W-will I'm- so-r-ry...'
'Get the hell away from me.' He said coldly, not even looking at me. I was so surprised that I stopped. We're..... not fighting.... are we?
'W-will, they hurt you..... they deserved it.' I mean, who on earth would be so sick to physically, emotionally and even mentally hurt someone? I did that for Will and he's now fucking mad at me?
'Nico Di Angelo, you listen very closely. Even though they hurt me, they never deserved death. Do you have ANY idea how serious death is? Oh right you don't, because when you die your daddy's going to resurrect you. You're a murderer, Di Angelo.' And with that, he turned his back on me for the very last time.
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'You're a murderer, Di Angelo.'
Those words kept on echoing in my head, repeating and repeating, again and again. The more I thought about it, the angrier I became. I didn't even care how my hands were shaking, how the grass was withering and dying all around me, and how Will Solace just... accused me of a goddam murderer. With my vision becoming more crimson by the second, I marched over to the Apollo cabin and slammed open the door. Everyone gasped at me. One stupid girl even screamed. What a scaredy-cat. With shaking fists, I headed over to Will's bed just to see his back faces towards me, motionless.
'Will Solace. Say something.'
He didn't. My turn then.
'I was trying to help, Solace. Why can't you just UNDERSTAND me for once in yOUR GODDAM WRETCHED LIFE?!!' Tears started to form and drop down.
'I KILLED, BECAUSE THEY HURT YOU. I KILLED, BECAUSE I WANTED NOTHING BUT YOUR SAFETY. AND THIS, THIS IS HOW YOU FUCKING REPAY ME?'
He remained motionless.
Fine.
F i n e.
I walked out without a word, not hearing Will's sobbing from behind.
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The next day, I woke up, and wanting to just fall asleep again. I remembered when I looked forward to each day. I remembered when I wanted nothing but Will. Now, I just wanted nothing but peace. No more love. No more clichés. No more friends. I guess at the end, I always end up alone. A small piece of paper suddenly caught my eye. My heart leaped with hope. Maybe its Will? Maybe he came to say sorry. Maybe, just maybe....
With trembling hands, I picked up the delicate piece of paper.

Wait. That's not Will.
That's.... not blood.... is it?
Is that... Will's blood?
I crumbled the piece of paper and immediately rushed to the Big House. The piece of paper dropped down on the ground and melted.

'Come out come out wherever you are
Your little playtoy is locked far
Can't you hear his screams
He's locked away in a dream
So come out come out wherever you are ❤️'

(GUYS THE HEART WAS SUPPOSED TO BE A HEART DRAWN IN WILL'S BLOOD I'M SORRY)

Ps: sorry this chapter was so short!!