Chapter Thirty Three: Then Kiss Me Once Again

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Nico di Angelo

With like 9 people holding metaphorical guns to my head, I did eat lunch and dinner.

Now we are on the way to Greece, though. It's Grover, Percy, Hazel, Frank, Jason, Piper, Leo, and myself.

It's a weird group, but it's connected enough to make sense.

There is one room for each of us.

Percy has not put anything in his room yet, though, and was currently in bed with me, so I don't think that room is getting filled for a while.

We were just cuddling, though, and I was telling him a story about a day that Rachel, Sally, and I had been at the apartment, and I felt something on his arm.

"So—" I said, cutting myself off. "Sweets?"

"Hm?" He asked in return.

"What's on your arm?" I asked, mainly because he has... A history with textured arms and thighs.

"My... Oh, yeah," he said, taking his arm out from under the pillow and it was worse in a few ways than what... I don't even know what I was hoping for.

Like, he had some more recent scars. Not super recent by the looks of it, but the last few months, and that's not good, but that wasn't what caught my eye immediately.

They branded him.

"I still had amnesia when they did it, obviously," my boyfriend insisited. "Otherwise I would've tried to get out of it and they said it was going to be a tattoo, but... That's not a tattoo. It kind of pisses me off if I think about it too much. I haven't tried to heal it, though, so I'll do that when I shower next. As for the cuts..."

He shrugged.

"I was sad," I was glad that he told me the truth, though, and didn't just try to write it off. "Not knowing who you are you anything about your life and still being depressed don't mix well. It's been like, over a week, though! The last time I did it was my first night at Camp Jupiter because I felt really shitty that going to Camp Jupiter didn't answer any questions that I cared about and yeah. I've been better like... Today's been good."

"Yeah that makes sense," I responded. "Well I'm glad today is better. It's almost like there's a reason for that."

"Hm I don't know, something to do with seeing my friends and my boyfriend again maybe?" He said and I chuckled, rolling my eyes. "Oh, yeah! What did you find out while you were in inpatient? Did you get a diagnosis?"

"Oh! I did!" I remembered that I was supposed to tell him about that. "They told me that I have like, anorexia and also anxiety, so yeah. I'm on meds but... I don't know how that's going to work this summer."

Something clicked in his brain, though.

"That's why I feel so shitty," Percy remarked. "I don't have my meds anymore! Fuck."

"It's okay, we'll get through it together," I reassured my boyfriend. "Oh! Also! We're supposed to stop in Venice to refuel eventually!"

"We are?"

I nodded my head and he read right through me.

"Do you want to do the things we were supposed to for your birthday?"

"...maybe."

He smiled and I heard somebody call for him, so he gave me a kiss on the forehead, saying he'd be back.

Popping his head out of the room, I could see over Percy's shoulder that Leo and Jason were in the hall, talking about something.

"Yes?" My boyfriend questioned and Jason looked so insanely embarrassed that Percy came from my room and not the empty one.

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