I'm Nico Di Angelo. I live in a old town with very few people. My mom and dad are divorced, and my dad is abusive.

I don't have any friends because my father will most likely use them against me.

Well there's my biography. I'll have Will write his later. Anyway, this is the story of the Ghost King.

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I was bleeding, and I was in a lot of pain, so I guessed I imagined the gold hair and wide eyes looking through the window. I probably did, as my brain was on shut down mode from pain and I was hallucinating a lot.

My dad left the house and I sighed with relief. Maybe he'll be gone for a while...maybe he'll forget about me. Maybe he'll leave forever.

Maybe...maybe...maybe....

I had had a hard couple of days, and that was saying a lot for me.

Then someone knocked on the door. I cringed. My dad probably forgot the house keys and came back. I took the keys off the counter and opened the door a crack to see who was there, assuming it was my dad but not completely sure.

It wasn't dad.

I quickly shut and locked the door again.

It was a teenager that I recognized as Lou Ellen. Out of the children in my town, I liked her the most, but I still wouldn't trust her to be in my house after I was abused. She would probably see my wounds and scars and think I was a freak or something.

"Wait! Nico! Listen! We-I mean I- saw what happened and I want to help you! I promise I won't hurt you. I swear."

Oh. So she knows about my dad?

I unlocked the door a crack and looked through.

"What do you-"

Then the strength of three or four people slammed against the door, throwing me backwards onto a wound on my arm. I yelped.

I quickly picked myself up and looked at the intruders with great fear.

It was Lou Ellen, Will, and Cecil.

I guess I hadn't imagined the blonde hair in the window.

"Nico, listen, we aren't going to hurt you. We just want to take you over to Will's house where you'll be safe." Lou said.

"N-no! I can't-I won't-go with you!" I said, panicking.

"Nico, you need help. If you stay with Will you'll be safe from your dad. It'll be okay."

"No!"

I tried to run into a different room that I could lock the door to, but I slipped over my own blood.

Lou Ellen helped me up, and she must have seen how terrified I was because she hugged me and I relaxed just a tiny bit.

She pulled away and looked at me, trying to decide what to say.

"I thought he would want to come." Cecil said.

I don't like Cecil very much. He was always pulling pranks on random people and I was terrified that he would do one on me.

Now i just needed to decide on whether or not I like Will.

He wasn't exactly mean. But he wasn't like Lou Ellen either. Not that I knew of, anyway.

Then again, it wasn't like I had any friends to compare him to.

"Please, Nico. Come with us and you'll be safe."

But I knew I wouldn't be safe. I would never be safe.

If I went with them, they would probably get tired of me and tell my dad where I was. Or my dad would check to see if I was at Will's house and Will would get hurt.

Even though I don't know whether Will is nice or not, I don't want him hurt because of me.

"I'll never be safe." I said.

"This is getting nowhere." Cecil said.

Then, all at once, Lou, Will, and Cecil all jumped at me. They must have planned this.

Lou Ellen and Will held my arms so I couldn't move and Cecil started to tie my hands behind my back.

Panic swelled inside me. I couldn't run. I couldn't hide. I couldn't do anything. I was trapped.

I struggled but it did nothing. It was three against one and I was weak from lack of food and just being beaten.

"Let me go!" I screamed.

"No, Nico. You need to come with us." Lou said.

"Let. Me. GO!"

"Nico, listen-" Will tried.

"No! I won't!"

Next Cecil tied my ankles. I kept struggling until my energy was drained. I couldn't fight back anymore. I guessed if i did I would collapse. Pain was still overwhelming me in waves.

Will must have sensed my lack of energy and put a hand on my shoulder to keep me from falling.

"Thanks." I muttered.

"No problem." Will smiled.

When Cecil finished, Will picked me up.

Tears threatened to spill from my eyes.

I haven't ever been this helpless. My wrists and ankles were tied and I was being carried. At least when it was my dad, I wasn't tied up, so if I really wanted to, I could at least try to get away. But my dad would always catch me, anyway. So I had never tried.

Lou Ellen and Cecil had decided that Will could take it from here and left.

A few tears made it down my cheeks.

Will saw the tears and stopped, shifting to have a free hand.

When he was able to, he used his thumb and wiped away the tears. I wouldn't look Will in the eyes.

"Hey...it's okay. It'll end up all right." Will said gently.

"It won't. Nothing will be okay. Someone's going to end up hurt."

"Nico, if you don't come with us, you're going to end up hurt."

"I'm fine."

"Your not. Your just so used to harm that you forgot it." Will said.

I didn't say anything. What he said actually wasn't true.

I knew I needed help. I knew I needed more help than he would probably be able to give me.

I needed someone to trust.

I needed someone to love.

I needed someone.

Anyone.

Anyone that could help me. But Will didn't know that. He just knew I was way too skinny and I was wounded. He couldn't see that I was too broken for fixing.

He did look concerned, though. As he carried carried me into the house next door, which I assumed was his house, he had a dazed look in his eyes, like he was thinking about something concerning. (A/N: If this wasn't Will's house, this would be extremely awkward.)

"Are you okay, Will?"

"What? Oh, yeah?" Then his expression turned to confusion, "but you're the one who needs help."

"That doesn't mean other people don't need help, too, though."

Will sighed. He brought me upstairs and into a bedroom. He set me on the bed and turned around to close and lock the door. When it was locked, he untied me.

"I don't know why you want to help me so much anyway." I said.

Will looked offended. Why was he offended?

"Nico-you-you're-"

"Not worth the trouble." I finished.

"But-you-I need some time alone." Will declared.

I was suspicious. He had obviously wanted to argue with me, but something was already on his mind.

What is it? I wondered.

Hey guys! The first chapter is done! Hurrah!

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Also, it will get better I promise but it was a struggle with trying to word this.
Word count: 1263

[this has been edited! Yay!]