Freak || Percy Jackson x OC

One Hundred and Forty-Seven: ThErApy

SEN

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Nico was gone.

He said he had to go and figure some things out. Sen didn't know what he meant by that, but she had her suspicions. And this time, it wasn't so hard to let him go. Because this time, he promised they'd visit regularly. This time, Nico promised to write Sen regularly. This time, Nico promised not to get involved with evil ghosts.

And that was enough for Sen.

Still, it was a little hard to see him leave. She loved Nico, and that much was obvious, but she'd never say it outwardly. She didn't want to scare him away since he was having so many problems with his relationships towards others. Sen could easily consider Nico her little brother, but for some reason, that felt so wrong. It felt like a slap in the face to Bianca.

But she had to accept how she felt.

She remembered what Pan said about embracing her emotions. What exactly was that targeted to? Her jealousy of Rachel despite wanting Percy to get with her so she didn't have to worry about her romantic feelings for Percy? Or her sisterly feelings for Nico that she was so ashamed of because of his real sister? His dead sister. Or perhaps her feelings of anger and disgust towards Ethan for everything he'd done. Or perhaps her self-loathing at some of the terrifying new things she learned about herself this summer. Or perhaps the nearly paralyzing fear of the Titan war. Or perhaps that ache in her chest that she got when she remembered she'd never be good enough. Or perhaps that feeling in her body when the flashbacks started, and she just couldn't stop it.

Every single thing made her doubt everything. She felt like days were so hard to get through now. Everything felt wrong.

She hated it all. She could barely talk to Annabeth. There was so much tension between the two because of the whole Luke-Ethan fight they had. No matter how much Sen tried to skirt around it, it's really hard when you want to start crying all the time.

Percy was hard to be around, too. Sometimes it was okay. Sometimes, they were the way they once were; affectionate best friends that were unstoppable in capture the flag. Other times, every little thing Percy did made Sen want to puke or kiss him or blow up the big house.

It was also a little weird around Clarisse, but for different reasons. She'd changed now that Chris Rodriguez had been cured and he was her boyfriend; changed in a wonderful way. Sen had never seen Clarisse's eyes light up like that. She'd never even see the girl blush, but it was amazing how Chris could cause that with just a few words or gentle touch. And somehow, it was weird to talk to Clarisse now because she was way nicer.

Other people in the camp were changing, too, and Sen knew it was the budding war. Everyone was training harder than ever to prepare themselves. Healers were crunching down on stocking up and forcing themselves to remember everyone's medical history and allergies so they didn't accidentally kill them in the heat of the moment. People you'd never expect to fight had started asking Sen to teach them different tactics. And others were grieving the siblings they'd lost in the Battle of the Labyrinth, and at the same time, wondering how many more they'd lose in the coming days.

Sen had already talked to Dionysus about her mental health. He was able to help some of it- some of that craziness induced by the Labyrinth. But he couldn't help most of it.