To Tartarus and Back (A Solangelo Story)

Broken Relationships

DISCLAIMER I OWN NOTHING EXCEPT THE PLOT AND OC'S!!! ALL RIGHTS GO TO RICK RIORDAN!!!

Nico's POV 

Will came rushing up to me. And he was pissed. 

"NICO!? WHAT THE FUCK?!"

I jumped at my boyfriend's outburst. 

"YOU COULD HAVE DIED DOING THAT!? DO YOU REALIZE HOW STUPID THAT WAS!?"

All of Will's yelling made my head hurt. Usually he's not like this. I mean, he usually scolds me for doing stupid shit, but it's never this bad. 

I covered my ears because of Will's screaming. Why was he yelling at me so loudly!?

"Will what the fuck?" I asked quietly. 

"What do you mean 'what the fuck?'? Nico your father literally just told you Tartarus: the place that almost killed you on multiple occasions, is making an unkillable army. And this is what you do?! Gods di Angelo."

I looked at him like he was nuts. What was with him right now? 

"Well sorry I wanted to protect camp like everyone else! Instead of running around like  a chicken with its head cut off, I actually tried to do something about a fucking TITAN invading camp!"

"Nico you weren't protecting anybody! Don't you see that! You were just being reckless!" he lowered his tone as he said. "You're really just as stupid as everyone thinks you are."

"What the hell Solace?! I'm not fucking stupid! If I was, a titan would still be terrorizing camp and I guarantee someone here would be dead! And what the fuck are you calling me stupid for! I make one little mistake and you just think I have no brain cells?! What is with you today? First being jealous over Silas, now fucking this!? You better give me some answers." I demanded.

"Nothing is with me today! I'm just trying to protect you-"

"From a kid with a traumatic past?! Really Will?"

"It's not just that! I'm your doctor, you're my fucking patient! It's my job to  protect you from doing stupid shit like this!" he yelled.

'It's not your fucking job to protect me, Solace!" I snapped. "I don't want you to protect me! As your boyfriend, it's your job to give me companionship and someone I can trust! You're not a fucking babysitter!"

"Well apparently you need one di Angelo! Everyday, you find another way to almost get yourself killed! I guarantee if I didn't talk to you after the Gaea war, you wouldn't even be at camp right now."

"Oh yeah, and how do you know that William? Huh?"

"Because I had to talk some fucking sense into you!"

He grabbed my arm, tight. I flinched in pain. "Nico, I have wanted nothing but to help you grow from your past. But right now you're making it damn near impossible."

I wiggled out of Will's grasp. "I thought we already had this talk. I don't want you to care for me all of your damn life. You think all of the shit I've done in my past was solely to make your life harder. But use your brain for one second of your life Solace: I did that on my own accord, those were my own decisions. So drill that into your fucking brain Will."

The silence after that was roaring in my ears. Will looked at me with a look of anger and disappointment. 

"I'm done here. I'll see you at dinner." he said finally. He walked off without another word.

Only now did I realize that we attracted quite a crowd with our little fight. People were gathered all around us, with shocked faces everywhere.

"Nico-" said Piper quietly. She tenderly walked up to me. 

"I don't want your pity. I'm not in the mood for it."

"You sure man?" asked Leo.

"I'm sure. Just leave me alone. I'll be fine." I said, trying to make sure my voice didn't crack.

But actually no, I wasn't fine. I swiftly walked to my cabin, and when I was out of sight, I ran. How could he? How could Will, the one person I fully trust at this gods forsaken camp, do something like that?

I asked myself that question over and over again when I was in my cabin. Then I just gave up. I collapsed on my floor, and a rushing river of tears came streaming down my face. The whole 'no emotions guy' that everyone knows so well; yeah he got thrown out the window.

I was heartbroken. How could I just leave the one love of my life that easily? Were we even still a couple?! But then I felt angry at myself, at how stupid I was for letting him so easily. Maybe Will was right. If I had any common sense, I would have known better than to let someone see my true emotions. I felt vulnerable around Will.

 And that was my big mistake. Well. . . For now.

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Will's POV

Yeah, I didn't go to  dinner that night.

Instead, I spent it in the infirmary, putting all of my emotions into healing my patients.  Gods, I was so angry at Nico right now. That fact that he would always willingly almost get killed. One might call it bravery; I call it stupidity.

Now granted, I might not have been so mad if this was his first time almost fucking dying, but it wasn't. It was like he wanted to die, and to set it up perfectly so it looked like an accident. I would almost pity him if that was the real answer.

Key word almost.

I disregarded all thoughts I had of Nico di Angelo. I didn't care anymore, nor did I want to put in the effort to. Will this change? Well, that's to be determined.

The news of Tartarus spread around like wildfire. Everyone was talking in hushed voices about it everywhere you went. News also must have spread around about Nico and I's little outburst. That was also being talked about: How the 'Solangelo' ship slowly started sinking.

All that night, patients would stare at me with a 'What the fuck?' face. I don't blame them. We all have our own opinions, and I respect that.

Maybe it's just time that Italian emo kids respect that as well.

Can you tell I'm pissed? 

"Just give it a few days." Kayla told me. "Y'all should sort it out by then."

"And if we don't?" I asked bitterly.

"Well then I guess you guys just weren't meant to be."

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AUTHOR'S NOTE

Hi, it's Gremlin!

So first of all, I apologize for the poorly written angst.

Second of all, I apologize for writing angst in general.

And third of all, I'm (kinda) sorry for using the word 'fuck' fifty million times this chapter. 

Please stay tuned for the next chapter, where things will clear up about why the hell just wrote this.

Anyway vote, comment, and thanks for reading