Solangelo Stories

Chapter Thirty Three - Late

Nico ran into Wills's apartment breathless. He stood in front of Will who was already looking upset. "You're late."

"I know, I'm sorry I-"

"That makes sixteen times." Will interrupted, Nico's eyes widened. He's screwed up, Will never interrupts him.

"I'm sorry I was-"

"I can't take it anymore."

"But-"

"Nico," Wills's voice was stern, "Leave."

Nico's breath hitched, clenching the small object in his hand. "Will please," he begged.

"I'm sorry Nico."

"No, listen, I have a reason I was-"

"Damn it, Nico! Every time you have a reason, you were helping an old lady, you were helping the blind cross the street. You helped get someone's cat out of a tree, damn it's always you helping someone huh? One of these days you're gonna get caught in your lies."

"But I really was-"

"Nico I said Leave!" he roared causing Nico to flinch, dropping the small box in his hand. Will didn't bother to turn around and see what it was that fell. Nico turned on his heel quickly before William could see his tears fall. 

He stopped by the door, "Goodbye, Will-" he cleared his throat, "William."

Wills's heart clenched, Nico never called him that. Even when they first met, the last thing he heard was Nico running out the door. He looked out his apartment window to see Nico standing in the corner wiping his tears before he put on his stoic face. It was the face Nico had on when he first met Will, he had said, I'm like this because I'm afraid to let people in. Will responded saying, Don't worry, you'll always have me.

Nico still had trouble letting him in, he knew everything about Will. He may have seemed disinterested but he listened intently to everything Will said. He'd once said he loved sunflowers and every day for an entire month, Nico brought him sunflowers.

He saw Nico's scowl immediately turn into a smile as an old lady approached her. Will always prided himself in reading lips but this time, it just made his heart sink.

"How are you doing? Did you get to the store safely?" Nico asked the old lady who was carrying bags.

"Don't worry about me, tell me about your date. Did I make you late?"

Nico's smile faltered, "Don't worry about it. Besides as long as you got to the store safely everything fine." Nico grabbed her bags and held out his arms for her to hook on too. "Here, let's get you home safely."

"tell me did they like the necklace?"

Necklace? Will asked himself. "Haha no, I don't think so."

"That's a pity deary," she replied. 

"No, actually I didn't get the chance to show him."

"I'm sure you'll get another chance. It's my fault really."

"No, no it wasn't. It was mine and mine alone." They walked down the street, the old lady using Nico's arm to keep herself steady.

What was he talking about? Will thought to himself. He looked around and saw a small handmade box on the ground. There was a flower etched on the lid, a sunflower.

Wills eyes brimmed with tears, his hands shook as he opened the box. There was a small necklace of a sunflower and a moonflower. They hooked together like a yin and yang.

Nico wasn't lying about helping people, Nico had a reason to be late, Nico was wronged, Nico did nothing wrong. 

Will had lost the single most important person, Will just lost the person he said he was always gonna be with.

 Will just lost the person he swore he'd always love, he made Nico lose the person he cared about.

He made Nico lose the last person he'd ever loved.

He made Nico feel pain.

He made Nico feel betrayed.

He ruined Nico's life, Nico on the other hand didn't blame him.

He was late.

He was wrong.

He was useless.

He was a burden.

He had burdened.

He had lost.

He had failed.

The two hearts cried in union. The two hearts bled. The two hearts ached. The two hearts never mended.

Ahhh, sorry, did I make you cry? My heart felt pain but I mean why not write one like this.