chapter 11.

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.:Nico POV:.

As I explain my utterly fucked up life to Will, I feel myself opening up. I'm like a piece of crumpled paper: closed in on myself, wrapped up in my own world and shielded from the outside, yet still broken and hurt beyond repair inside.

At least, I thought it was beyond repair. Then Will came along. He found me, all crippled on the inside and out, and he's gently unfolding me, smoothing out my pained ridges. It may not be perfect, I may not ever be completely fixed again, but Will makes me feel like we might just get there.

And it terrifies me.

I've been closed off from everybody but family--even them, sometimes--for so long and haven't even really talked to anyone except Hazel. I mean, you can't get hurt if you have nobody to get hurt by, right?

Until Will. There's something about how Will is always smiling, always has his cheery aura around him despite all the shit he's gone through at home, no matter how deeply cut he is, that just impacts me too. Makes me want to be that happy too.

I trust Will...maybe a bit too much. I don't wanna get hurt again.

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