{1} They Say That Love Is Forever (Nico Di Angelo)

ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕋𝕨𝕖𝕝𝕧𝕖

Nico
CUE SONG 3
(TW)

I didn't know what was happening. I mean, obviously, i knew, but I didn't want it to happen. Well, actually i did but—oh never mind. I cant explain it.

There was something in her bright brown and green eyes that gave me purpose. Maybe its because i saved her life, or other reasons...but suddenly all i want is for her to be safe and happy. Even if it meant i would be miserable.

I hated that she felt so alone, so helpless, that she had to resort to Cutting and gods know what else.
I hated that i was feeling this way as well. I hated that i felt this way towards her.

I stood in the shower, looking down at my own scarred up body. My arms and my torso had the most. I had a relatively fresh one on my wrist, not from an attempt, just because thats my favorite spot.

When i saw her crying in my cabin, i knew she was different. I did. But not so much that she was the daughter of Melinoe. I mean, I could sense the death on her, but i just thought it was because she had seem a lot of it like most. Not because she was literally a ghost princess.

I laughed at myself. "Ghost princess" I murmured. I liked it.

I finished my shower and got out, putting on fresh pair of pants and a tee shirt. I was wearing a Get Scared tee. And a pair of black jeans.

I walked out of the bathroom and Ephy was still asleep. It was noon, but it was ok. She had been through a lot. She needed rest.I walked over and stood at the side of her bed.

I watched as a tear suddenly fell from those jade eyes of hers. Then another, and another until she was completely sobbing.
"Please" she murmured. "Not again."

I was scared that she was having another of those headaches/voice spurts again. But suddenly she jerked up in her bed, tears falling. "No. Dad please"

Im not sure why. Maybe and instinct, but i tackled her in a hug. She resisted, obviously thinking I was her dad. "Shh. Ephy. Its ok. Its nico." I said as i rubbed the back of her head as she cried into my shirt.

"He w-was doing it a-again." She stammered.

"Doing what?" I asked calmly. I swear in the river styx, if her dad has done anything to her...

Suddenly she seemed to realize that she was in my arms and in the cabin. "N-nothing. Never-mind." She said quickly. She pulled away from me and just looked down.

"Ephy, what? Please tell me." I begged. She shouldn't live with this secret. I sat beside her on the bed.

She thought and then she finally spoke. "M-my dad," she stammered, trying to hold back tear. "He used to beat me. H-He said i was worthless and that not e-even he c-could love me. He said i was a disappointment. He said he wished my mother just got an abortian after she got pregnant." She started rolling up her shirt just a bit to reveal old scars and also old bruises. "T-the bruises are from him. You know what the scars are from, i bet."

I looked at the old yellow bruises. There was a particularly big one on her left ribs. Looked like she was kicked. I took my hand and gently touched the larger bruise.

She flinched and looked at me wide eyed. It wasn't a pain reaction, it was the fact she wasn't used to other people touching her in a gentle way.

I gently rubbed my thumb on the bruise as my hand rested on her side. I then moved my hand to gently run a finger over the scars. Her skin was soft. Really soft. I felt awkward doing this. It felt way too intimate for some reason. But, i liked it. I liked comforting her.

This earned the biggest reaction from her as she inhaled sharply and i saw goosebumps rise on her pale skin. It was probably just because i was touching her scars.....probably.

I retracted my hand as I lowered her shirt back down. "You didn't deserve this."  I said, meeting her eyes.

She shook her head. "I do, though. I am worthless. The only reason i ran away is because he started getting a little too friendly with me....and well....I didn't want to stay to find out what the next stage of abuse would be. If he didn't bring the threat of...of...i hate the word.....you know what i mean..... , to life, i would have stayed." She started crying again, not as hard as before though.

I placed my hand on her shoulder. "Euphoria, no. You don't deserve that. And i swear on the river Styx, if i ever meet your dad, i will kill him." I told her. Im not sure why i was saying all these things, but i meant them. "You are amazing, Ephy. You're strong, kind, beautiful, and you are more than enough. You are not, and never will be, worthless. Not to me."

She started crying even harder now, and suddenly, I started too. I hated crying in front of other people, but this girl somehow makes me let down my walls. I held her as she sobbed.

I laid down beside her, me being the big spoon, and held her. After a while, she fell asleep. I moved a piece of hair away from her face. It was one of those rare times i could see her entire face. I wonder why she covered it up. . "Sleep well, ghost princess." I told her as i kissed her forehead.