Will's P.O.V.
"We don't know whether his memory loss is temporary or permanent. Only time…" one of the judges were saying, but he had had enough.
He got up, turned towards the door, and walked out. People were calling his name, but only one name mattered now, and the person to whom that name belonged to didn't remember him. As soon as the doors shut behind him, he flew.
He aimed to go to the place Nico had took him. He tried to stop crying but was unsuccessful. He was flying towards a tree, but fell down, and ended up rolling upto the roots of the tree. That had never happened to him, when he realized the problem.
His feathers. They were wilting. And that only happens when angels are in extreme depression. Well, he didn't need a reminder to know that, or the reason behind his depression.
He crawled upto the tree, and leaned against the trunk.
He was always the reason right? Always the reason behind anything that went wrong. He didn't fit in anywhere. He finds happiness, and then will be the cause behind losing it. Maybe that was the fates way of telling him that he didn't deserve happiness. Yes. Maybe that was it.
He starts laughing. He didn't deserve anything. Haha. Maybe he could have made himself useful by healing Nico's cancer. At least that way, even if he had died, Nico would have remembered him. Plus, it was just a promise, the promise which wouldn't have mattered if he would have died.
He was an idiot. He should have really healed Nico. Over time he could have accomplished it. And then Nico could have found someone else, someone worth his love. Not some moronic angel. Who couldn't control his emotions. Who was the most sensitive person he had seen in all his life.
He closed his eyes as he sang a song he had heard when he was living with Nico.
"Ever since I could remember,
Everything inside of me,
Just wanted to fit in (oh oh oh oh)
I was never one for pretenders,
Everything I tried to be,
Just wouldn't settle in (oh oh oh oh)
If I told you what I was,
Would you turn your back on me?
And if I seem dangerous,
Would you be scared?
I get the feeling just because
Everything I touch isn't dark enough
That this problem lies in me
I'm only a man with a candle to guide me,
I'm taking a stand to escape what's inside me.
A monster, a monster,
I've turned into a monster,
A monster, a monster,
And it keeps getting stronger.
As he sang, tears flowed down his eyes.
Can I clear my conscience,
If I'm different from the rest,
Do I have to run and hide? (oh oh oh oh)
I never said that I want this,
This burden came to me,
And it's made it's home inside (oh oh oh oh)"
Then, out of nowhere, he felt a hand on his shoulder.
And he knew that touch anywhere.
And the voice that followed.
"Sunshine?"
And then he fell back, shrugging away from the touch.