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Nico
Nico sat on the steps of his cabin, silently crying. His tears had not slowed down, and he didn't try to stop them. He was in too much emotional pain to try. Everything hurt. But the pain in his heart was the worst. He felt so numb, and yet he could feel everything. The pain, the heartbreak, the hurt, the anger, the fear, everything. There was a voice inside his head. It swirled words around his mind, dark words that made him feel even more pain and suffering. 'Even your father hates you' 'Percy will never love you' 'You're a disgrace' 'kill yourself' 'no one would miss you' 'do it'. There was no end to the words. He couldn't register that someone had sat down beside him until they put their arm around his shoulder. He stiffened, but relaxed when he heard Jason's voice.
"Nico? Do you want to go inside and talk about it?" He spoke in a soft voice. Nico barely heard it, but he nodded slightly and Jason helped him up, helping him into his cabin and sitting him on the bed. He slumped down, not caring how he looked at the moment. Jason sat beside him and gradually, Nico's head fell onto his shoulder. Jason wrapped an arm around Nico and just let him sob to his hearts content, or rather to his hearts discontent. He rubbed Nico's shoulder lightly, reassuringly, letting Nico know he was leaving until Nico was better.
"Neeks, wanna talk about it?" Jason's voice was soft and reassuring. Nico nodded and cleared his dry scratchy throat, due to crying so hard.
"Percy and I were training, And he was pushing me to try harder to listen and feel for things. I told him it was too much and he said that it'll get better. But what hurt was he said 'it did for me and it will for you.' And I just... He doesn't understand anything. He's so oblivious that I want to strangle him. It will never get better for me. My own dad told me my sister would have done better. My crush is as straight as a ruler with a girlfriend. I've lost everyone I love. Percy has it all. I-I have nothing." Nico spoke with a croak in his voice, stuttering on the last sentence. Jason shuffled a little before he spoke.
"You have me. And Percy cares about you a lot. He may or may not like you, who knows. But Nico, you're never alone."
Nico tried to smile, but it was a fake smile. Jason must have bought it, though.
"Thanks, Jason. You're a great friend. And so is P-Percy," Nico stuttered on Percy's name. "I'll always remember that. Don't forget it either."
Jason shifted, as if he was confused by Nico's words, but he didn't show that in his response.
"Yeah, Neeks. I promise that I'll always be there for you. So will Percy."
Nico nodded.
"Yeah. Jason, I'm tired. Can you leave? I want to sleep." Jason must have nodded and Nico felt him get up, retracting his arm from Nico and walking to what Nico guessed was the door. Nico looked up as Jason cleared his throat.
"Get some rest, Nico. I'll see you later."
"Yeah, Jason."
As Nico heard the door close, the voices were back.
'No he won't. No one will.' 'Do it. Get the blade.' 'No one would care. No one would miss you.' 'He and Percy just pity you.' The voices never ended, not even when Jason was here. But Nico was starting to believe them. No one would miss him. He wasn't that important to anyone. It was all pity. Should he do it?