The beginning (Mortal AU Valdangelo)

The accident part 2

Leo's POV

(Three days after Nico left)

I just woke up, still sad, my best and only friend is not coming back from Italy, I'll never see him again. I went downstairs, and saw mamá crying reading a newspaper. I got worried instantly, "Mamá? What happened? What are you reading?" I asked. She looks up, and quickly wipes her tears, "Nothing mijo, just a puppy that is missing" she lied.

God, she's a terrible liar, I thought. "Don't lie to me mamá, what is it?" I asked, more desperate to find out what made my mom cry. She sighed, "Ok, but, is not good"

She passed me the newspaper I started to read it:

Recently news: Two planes crashed with one another
Two days ago, a New York plane that was heading to Italy, crashed with a French plane that was heading to Canada. No one is sure what happened, but there were many injured and others who didn't make it. If you had family or friends check down here, if their name appears, I'm sorry, it means they're gone.

I got very scared, Nico and his family were in the plane heading to Italy! I rapidly searched for their names hoping they weren't there. But....

-Bianca Di Angelo, 12 years old
-Maria Di Angelo, 35 years old
-Nico Di Angelo, 10 years old

I dropped the newspaper, with a horror expression. No, it can't be true. I won't believe it, they're alive, they're in Italy in their safe house eating Italian food. Maybe those were the names of the injured ones, yeah, they're alive. I tried to calm myself down. Key word: tried.

I started sobbing, my best friend was gone, his sister and mom were gone too. Mamá ran to hug me tears in her eyes as well, we cried in each other's arms, wishing it wasn't real....... but it was.

Hours passed, and I was still crying, only less hard. With tears streaming down my face, I picked up the newspaper and continued reading.

Today at 5:30 pm, in Central Park, we'll make a funeral for all of those who are now in a better place.

I checked the clock, it was 4 pm, we still had time. "Mamá, look." I said, passing her the newspaper. She read it and said, "Let's get dressed mijo, let's say goodbye to our friends."

The funeral was a mix of awkward and depressing but I didn't care. I was too busy crying to care, they put pictures of everyone who died, even Aunt Maria, Bi and Neeks. I was crying too hard to hear, everyone was saying their goodbye, but I couldn't, it was too much.

After the funeral, we returned home. As soon as mama opened the door a ran to my room and threw myself to bed and cried more. Festus was at my side trying to comfort me, but it was no use. I lost my best friend, my only friend, it felt like I also lost half of myself with him.

I stayed on my bed for weeks, crying. Remembering all my time with him, until mamá came to my room. She sat on the edge of bed and sighed, "I know it's hard mijo, but would Nico want you to be sad all the time?" Even though hearing Nico's name made me cry again, I still shook my head. "Exactly, so tomorrow you'll go back to school, ok? That's what Nico would want, to continue your life." Mamá is right, that what he would want, I nodded and prepared my things, still crying, to school tomorrow.

It was the first time I came early to school, everyone was surprised and asked about Nico, my smile wavered every time someone mentioned him. But I still keep it on, I was used to it, fake smiling, fake happiness. When Nico came, those smiles and happiness became real. Now he's gone, it's time to get back to the old routine.

Why did he have to leave?

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Hey guys! I hope you like it. Sorry if it was short. You're probably wondering what happened to Nico, well you'll see him in the next chapter. Thanks for reading! See ya!

-Susy_Valdez21 (702 words)