When I Don't Remember You (Percico)

Chapter Fourteen: A Night In

Percy Jackson

It was Paul that said it.

My parents came back a little bit after we actually woke up, so we were just eating breakfast and we weren't cuddling or anything.

But they must've stopped in last night after we fell asleep because while Mom seemed content with the amount of knowledge she currently has, Paul asked for more the second Nico excused himself for the bathroom.

"I thought you and that Blondie from camp were dating," Paul started, which was just the best way to make me panic about him being homophobic. "What happened to her?"

"What... I mean she lives in California with her dad," I reminded Paul of something he already knew. "But we also aren't dating. We've always just been friends."

"Hm," he responded, which didn't help me at all. "Thought she had a crush on you at the very least."

I shrugged.

"I mean yeah, she told me about it on my birthday," I confirmed his theory. "But I don't like her in that sense so I told her that I just want to be friends and yeah."

"Because you're a queer?"

"Paul!" My mom wouldn't stand for that language, though, and she used the mom lecture on him. "You know better than to talk about other people like that, especially when directing it to your kid. Whether or not Percy is a part of the LGBT spectrum doesn't matter so long as he's happy. If you can't agree to that, you can pack your things and move out and I'll call the court house to cancel our certificate. Say it again and I'll have to wash your mouth out."

"I didn't mean— i was just trying to ask," Paul insisited, but now I didn't want to tell him or be around him. "I am sorry it didn't come out the best, I was just curious."

The upstate New York rich kid was starting to shine through in Paul.

Because although he said sorry, he didn't sound sincere.

Thank the gods, though, because he got a call from his mom so he could leave the room.

"I'm sorry, sweetie," mom's apology was more sincere. "I know I didn't say it, but I'm still sorry. I'll talk to him about it when we go home before we come back to pick you up to make sure it really was wording and not ill intentions, okay?"

I nodded my head, pulling my legs in.

"Are you feeling alright?" She asked because I think she could tell. At least somewhat, that is. A general bad.

So I shook my head.

"Did what Paul said get under your skin?"

I nodded my head once again.

"I'll talk to him about it," Mom promised me, rubbing my arm a little for comfort.

And she never asked about Nico or about me being gay. Paul didn't risk bringing it back up, especially since Nico returned while Paul was talking to his mom.

They left after grabbing some papers from the doctor then and promised they'd be back a little before my dismissal time before leaving me, once again, with Nico.

I immediately laid back against him and he wrapped his arms around me, having sensed that somethung happened earlier..

"Hey," the son of Hades said. "are you feeling okay? I'm assuming your parents didn't find out based on the sudden change in affection?"

"I think they might have like, a suspicion, but I didn't tell them," I confirmed for my boyfriend, sighing and turning my head to bury it in his shoulder because I'm dramatic. "it just— i was going to, but qhen you left the room Paul asked me what happened to the Blondie from camp that he thought I was dating and I told him Anna erh and I weren't together and then he asked if it was because I was, I quote, a queer."