Strawberry Blonde // Solangelo High School AU

Part 10

Nico Di Angelo POV

I felt an fist slam under my chin, pushing me back onto the floor. I caught myself on my hands, splinters poking into my skin.

Pain erupted in my face but I bit my tongue, trying not to let it show. I blinked the tears out of my eyes, glancing up at my father standing there.

"What do you mean BOYFRIEND?!?" My dad yelled so loud, my ears started to ring.

His foot collided with my torso, the metal from his boot sending pain through my body.

I clutched my side, trying to stop the pain from spreading.

I didn't understand what he meant. 

Boyfriend?

I tried to remember what had happened. What had I said? 

Wait....

He couldn't be talking about Will could he?

I didn't talk to my dad unless I needed to. So that was basically never. And I hadn't told anyone about Will. And Will hadn't told anyone about me.

No one knew about us other than ourselves. 

So how would he know.

No, no he couldn't know. 

He couldn't.

"TALK!" He demanded, smacking me across the face.

It hurt more than it should have, pain spreading across my face and lingering there.

"What do you want?" I demanded, my voice barely working.

I crawled backwards, my back pressing into the wall.

"You know what I'm talking about!" he yelled, kicking me in side again.

"I don't-" I started, getting cut off as his fist connected to my face.

He kept punching me over and over until I felt blood dripping down from my nose into my mouth, the metallic taste filling my mouth.

I tried to fight back but my limbs refused to work. They felt like lead.

 I also tried to scream but my vocal cords failed me too. My lungs stopped working, air refusing to go into my body.

My vision started to blur, the edges turning back. 

I tried to fight it, to stay awake but I couldn't. My head fell back, slamming into the back of the wall, my vision fully filming over black.

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I sat up quickly, glancing around rapidly. I tried to figure out where I was, what was happening. I ran my finger over my lip, finding that there was no blood there.

I glanced around my body, looking for any injuries but not seeing any.

Was it possible it was just a dream?

"Hey, Nico are you okay?" Will whispered, sitting up next to me.

I shook my head, trying not to let tears fall down my face but mostly failing.

"Hey, hey, shh," 

His arms  tightened around my waist as I buried my face in his chest, trying to hide in the warmth of his bare skin.

We sat there for a few minutes. I listened to Will breathing, trying to do so myself.

"I'm sorry," I whispered, rubbing away my tears but not pulling away from his arms.