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Nico woke up at 3 AM, extremely tired and feeling like shit. As always?
He leaned off his crappy mattress, the one on the hard, wooden ground of his attic, or "room", grabbing a joint. Nico got up and walked over to the small attic window, forcing it open. He stuck it in his mouth and lit it, taking a long drag and blowing it out into the cold, sharp on his face, air. He ended up staying like that till 6, just sitting there, at some point throwing his joint out the window and grabbing a drink from last night.
He had just got out of a depressive episode, last night was full of smoking, drinking and cutting, a bit of dried blood staining his dirty yellow sheets.
At 6 he decided to stop sulking and get his ass off the ground. His bus was soon anyway.
After he got dressed and ready, he walked out the house and to his bus stop, listening to My Chemical Romance on his headphones.
He sat in his usual spot on the bus, staring out the window as someone tried getting his attention. He felt a tap on his shoulder and lightly flinched, pulling his headphones down. When he turned around, standing in front of him was a beautiful boy his age, with tan skin, messy blonde hair, freckles everywhere, and the most goregous sea-blue eyes that Nico had ever seen.
"Could I sit here? The other seats are all taken.." - the boy asks. Nico nodded in response, taking the bag he placed on the seat next to him and putting it in his lap.
Right as he was about to pull his headphones back on, the boy next to him piped up.
"My name is Will Solace, you?" - he asked carelessly.
"Nico, what's it to you." - Nico hissed out, trying not to feel guilty for being rudely sarcastic. Why does he always fuck up first impressions? He quietly muttered a "sorry", noticing Will couldn't hear him.
"Sorry." - Nico said a bit louder, earning a smile from the other guy.
"Woah, and here I was thinking you couldn't feel bad." - he playfully joked.
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Nico was walking through the school, trying not to get noticed, and especially not by Octavian. The lanky kid that's been harassing him for being queer, even going to the lengths of rubbing Nico off through his jeans "accidentally" and then laughing about how much of a "fag" he is for getting a boner.
Nico had a past full of the assault bullshit, even developing a bunch of weird kinks from it. He kept telling himself how disgusting he was for it. Liking the idea of being used against his will, purely because of how people treated him.
He was lost in his thoughts, eventually he stopped paying attention and walked into someone. It was Octavian.
Nico looked up at his face, noticing the mocking grin on his face.
"The fag's following me around now? What're you in love with me or something?" - he laughed, dragging Nico to the men's bathroom and throwing him against the hard, cold wall.
"Stop following me around like some psycho!" - Nico yelled out as his eyes shot open at the sharp pain in his head. He heard a small crack in his nose as Octavian punched him in the face. He wished he had passed out, he wished he was uncounscious, he'd be better off dead. He felt the red liquid drip out of his lips, and the tears that covered the soft skin of his face.
"Says the guy who walked into me! Bet ya wanted to kiss me didn't you.. fucking queer."- he hit Nico in the stomach, forcing him to curl up. Octavian grabbed his arm, slowly and pianfully twisting it, enough to make it snap, but someone walked into the bathroom, and that someone was Will. Nico felt embarrassed, ashamed of being this weak. All he ever did was accept and forgive. And then cut his arm about it instead of fighting back.
"The fuck are you doing to him?" - Will asked, quickly catching on what was happening.
"Awh Neeks, did ya find yourself a friend? Wonder how he'd feel knowing you're-" - Octavian was cut off by Nico yelling out.
"It's none of your business so j-just fuck off Solace!"
Will's face was one of guilt, fear and anger. Guilty - that he didn't help, Fearful - that he was also going to get harassed, and Angry - at how Nico was getting treated.
"Yeah none of your business, 'Solace'" - he mocked Nico's voice. "Get the fuck out... unless you'd join in?" - Octavian smirked at Will.
"Maybe some other time.." - Will ran away. He felt terrible for being such a pussy.
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The second Octavian left, Nico hurried up, looking at himself in the mirror. "I look like Aphrodite's worst nightmare" - he thought, pouring some water in his hands and taking it into his mouth, attempting to wash out the taste of metal from his mouth dirty, disgusting mouth, up until there wasnt even a spot of blood left in it. It still tasted like coins and reeked of his teeth ever so slightly rotting. He had a cut on his right cheek and a bloody, crooked nose. He was ought to get that checked out as soon as he could. He put his stuff (which were on the ground due to Octavian dumping his shit out on the ground) back in his bag and slung it over his shoulder, his pale bony hand gripping the arm? of it tightly.
Nico hated that blonde cunt, telling himself that he wasn't the pussy in this situation but Octavian, teriffied of gay people. He huffed a laugh at his own thought.
He met Will on the way out the school.
"What did he do..?" - Will asked hesitantly, knowing damn well what happened. He cupped Nico's face, gently touching and inspecting his nose as Nico slapped his hand away.
"Don't talk to me or you'll go through the same bull" - Nico scoffed, doing his best to push the boy away. Will deserved a normal, happy life, Nico knew that.
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Right before school ended Nico got dragged back to the toilet, getting another ass-beating.
This time from Octavian and someone else, Will. Was it his fault Will was doing this? Probably. He was nothing but an asshole to Will.
Will choked him, Octavian kicked him. The only difference was Will hesitated, he flinched at the kicks even tho he wasn't the one getting them, he watched with pain in his eyes and disgusted look on his face. Nico didn't know wether the disgust was from what Octavian was doing to him or from just Nico himself. He felt himself start to slip away, slowly becoming weaker and his thoughts becoming more cloudy than ever. He fell to the ground, choking out a string of blood. Nico didn't fully lose himself, regaining the bit of strength he had left after they walked off, pulling himself onto his feet.
Will was standing a bit further away from the bathroom with Octavian, watching as Nico limped out, his face breaking back to that guilty expression.
"You aren't starting to feel bad... are you?" - Octavian teased.
"Fuck no!" - Will quickly protested "I gotta head to the bus stop, see you." - he quickly added, running off.
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He walked into the bus, sitting down next to Nico with tears in his eyes.
"I'm so sorry, f-fuck I'm so-" Will's quiet sob cut him off.
"It's fine.. just don't get yourself hurt or whatever." - Nico knew Will didn't want to hurt him badly, he knew Will just wanted to save his own ass from the harassment, as Nico told him to.
"Nico.." - Will looked at him. Just then Nico smiled at the boy. Nico di Angelo smiled at him. And he smiled back.