Solangelo high school au but Nico is a girl

Nicos POV

I walked inside freaking out, he asked for my number and i couldn't even talk. What am I supposed to do.

Suddenly my father walks in he's obviously angry, he has a phone to his ear staring at a pile of paper in his hands "WHO DO YOU THINK I AM, I AM YOUR BOSS AND YOU WILL LISTEN TO ME OR I WILL FIRE YOU AND RUIN UR CHANCE OF HAVING ANY HAPPY LIFE." I cringe and lightly walk past him trying not to get caught. He looks up and calmly says into his phone "I'll call u back I just have some... business to take care off" he glares at me angrily "l-look I'm really sorry dad, I-I... please don't" To late he grabbed my wrist and yanked me towards him, he grabs my hair and yanks me towards him, I'm try to pull his hand off my hair but fail miserably, while I'm scratching and pulling at his wrist and hand he uses his other to punch me in the stomach and letting go of my hair, I hunch over, wheezing and gasping. He kicks my knee out and I fall to the floor. I lay there trying to recover. He kicks me in the face making my head go back and my nose to bleed, he kicks me in the thought making me cough and choke and he repeatedly kicks me in the chest and stomach. Tears stream down my face as he stops and walks away. I try to recover as best as I could before stumbling up the stairs to my room, slowly making no noise along the way. Once I reach my room, I lock the door and start to getting ready. I look in the mirror, a small cut, about an inch from my eye bleeds. I put a small bandaid over it to stop the blood and use some makeup to cover the bruises that are soon to appear. I grab a little piece of tissue and put it up my nostrils and lean my head back pinching the bridge of my nose to try to stop the bleeding.
DING!
My phone beeps alerting me of a message. I open my phone a small and simple "hey" from an unknown person.

(So I'm just gonna add the messages
from wills POV here it's the same)
Will: hey
Nico: who's this?
Will: Will solace
Nico: oh hi
Will: hi
Will: so wyd?
Nico: nm
Nico: wby?
Will: bout to have a shower
Nico: noice
Will: are you doing anything today?
Nico: no
Will: wanna hang out?
Will: it's ok if you don't
Nico: Yeah sure
Will: when do you want me to pick you up?
Nico: well I can be ready in 5 mins but idm
Will: so I'll see you at 8:40 am
Nico: so 10 mins
Will: yea
Nico: ok see you then

(Back to reality)
Ok, well that escalated quickly. I get ready, finish covering my eye and grab some black ripped jeans and my world tour cub sport tee shirt and tuck it into my pants. I grab a Gucci belt, haha just kidding. I grab a $5 belt that I bought from the op shop to 'finish of the look'. I wouldn't usally wear stuff like this, but this is will solace. That's all.

I hear the door bell ring. Oh damn. Oh fuck. Oh no. I hear the door open. I open my door and fucking sprint. Like you wouldn't have been able to see me. My dad looks at will who is clearly uncomfortable. He's smiling at my dad whos just, kinda, staring at him. He breaks eye contact and looks at me. He does one of those tight lipped smiles which screams "help me but politely" or "I know you, but I don't remember your name and I don't want to talk to you but I want to seem nice in case I'm related to you or something", I doubt it the second option. "Hiiiiii! Willllll." I say standing next to my dad, who immediately looks down at me. (Ok so my thought process with nicos dad, who isn't hades btw cause I like hades and I don't want him to be abusive so this guy is just a dick head who fucked her mum and got stuck with a child, but back to the story. So I imagined nicos dad looking like ryuk from death note, I'll put a photo in the image box up the top)
He licks his thumb which makes me feel sick and wipes the makeup off my eye to show the upcoming bruise. This really made me question him, will now knows that somehow between like 30 minutes a got hit and you know about it and don't seem to care which kinda implies that you hit me. He's an idiot. And also now I have spit on my face. Fucking nasty. I squeeze past him and grab wills hand. I drag him to his car, I think. My suspicion is proved correct when he pulls out his keys and unlocks his Toyota kluger. He opens my door and walks around and jumps in his side. What a gentleman.
We drive for a bit in awkward silence, until we can't see my house, he pulls over, turns the car off and looks at me. Not at my eyes, under my eye. He grabs a tissue from the side pocket of his door. He pushes against me check lightly, he pulls back and shows me the tissue. Makeup and blood. Great. The bandaid didn't work.