Nico - Five

To say that Nico was entertained by Will's reaction, it was a little far fetched. But that didn't mean the "mass murderer" didn't like seeing Will look at him with his undivided attention.

Sure it was in terror, horror, disgust, feat, etc. . . But it was nice to see the way the sunlight (that poured inside the room from the large hole Nico punished in it) reflected in his large eyes.

"Sorry I killed your mom. . ." Nico found himself saying, gently removing his hand from Will's back.

Will's eyes flooded with tears.

"What!?" He said, a tear escaping his eye and falling down his cheek.

"Um," Nico averted his eyes to the doorway, his legs slowly walking to the door. "I'll see you when you calm down." He told Will, quietly walking out the door.

That was the first murder I ever regretted.

Nico noticed, his mind stuck on Will's eyes filling with tears. How Will's face was one of horror. It was stuck in his head.

"Stop." He commanded himself, "You can't go soft right now Nico. Especially when you've committed more than 20 murders today. This is only the tip of your melting iceberg." Nico said darkly to himself, his left hand pinching his leg hard enough to hurt.

Taking a deep breath, Nico closed his eyes.

"If only you weren't a hopelessly romantic, Gay dude who had control over his– maybe– romantic partners. . . Or crushes." He commented to himself, taking off his coat.

He tried not to look at all his scars he had gotten while on "missions."

"If it wasn't real life, I'd say this would sound pretty cool." He thought a loud, cracking a small smile as he glanced at his polished gun.

A/n:

WHOOO!! YAYA!!! Another chapter. Another day.

- Bridget