well, that was fun whilst it lasted.

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TW for abuse

He guided me through the forest, I tried to act cool, if I remember correctly the conversations went like this:

"Nico, I can actually touch my toes without bending my back!"

"Really thats so cool!"

"Nico, I'm really good at drawing dragons!"

"Really? That's awesome!"

I thought we were the coolest people ever: Nico, The Ghost King (a cute nickname i came up for him) and Evers The Slay. I felt like nothing could stop us, until a gush of wind flew past. I squirmed and grabbed onto Nico, most likely nearly suffocating him from how hard i was hugging onto him.

"The chicken woman! She's here again!" Gasping to him.

"Evers, its okay. She's not going to hurt any of us again, I promise. Also, they're called harpies, but names can hold a lot of power, so her name for us will be chicken women" he spoke in his warmly cold like manner.

he came to my level, and hugged me, like he wished he had this comfort when he was around my age. Who knows, he might have needed that comfort at whatever his age was at that moment.

I didn't talk much after that. I just clung onto his arm, fully engaging that he can do anything and everything to protect me from whatever will try and hurt us.

I started to dwell onto the feeling that there were more monsters to get us, and the dark woods atmosphere wasn't helping. My eyes started closing, the only thing stopping me from falling to sleep was Nico telling me stories about these heros. Percy, Hazel, piper, Leo, Frank, and....Jason I think his name was? There was another one called Bianca, his voice seemed to change a bit when he spoke  about her. He spoke more low, but with more emotion then the rest, showing she was his favourite out of all of them.

"I feel we're nearly close to your nan and grandads..." he stops and realises how tired I was getting, and goes down to my level.

"You look like your going to fall asleep at any second, do you think you can walk anymore forward?"

I hold onto his arm, half asleep, using his arm like a teddybear.

"Evers...?"

He laughs lightly, and gives me a piggyback the way back. He continues talk, as it starts to get more darker than ever.

As he talked softly about whatever came to his mind, until we were stopped in our tracks.

I can't remember what it was, just from the sudden change in his voice and from walking to running, I could tell something was chasing us, bigger than the chicken woman. Its footsteps just vibrated the ground, proving its power over us. I held harder to him, grabbing his arm. I thought he was acting so cool at the time, telling me it going to be okay and all that, but I know now he must have been just as, if not more scared than me.

Sooner or later we reached my grandparents house, and we lost whatever beast, monster, was chasing us. I was excited for nico to meet my nan and grandad, I saw him as my best freind even though I only knew him for a day.

"I'm sorry Evers, I can't go in. This monster needs beating, and I don't want you hurt"
He paused, putting his arm on my shoulder.

"I promise you'll be okay. I wish I could stay and look after you, but I need to go. They'll be harder times, but just remember, Evers, your strong, your brave. If no one else, even yourself, believes that just know I do. There's a place-"

He was cut short when We heard an angry roar, and those thunder footsteps coming our way.

"Good bye Evers, its been a pleasure meeting you...."

He hugged me good bye, I could've swore I saw a tear run down his face. I didn't want him to leave me here, even if it was literally my home. I felt like screaming, crying, anything but the sleepiness I felt just 5 minutes ago. Sometimes I still feel that abandonment i felt all those years ago.

I ran into my grandparents cottage, crying. The tears would stop. As much as I loved my grandparents, I was so worried for nico and wanted to stay with him. He was my brother figure I only had for a few hours.

"Everlyn Ashbourne, where the hell have you been?" My nan shouted.

No "are you okay?" No hugs, just that. I was sobbing at this point, I could hear the monster, but to my grandparents it was some freak storm.

Soon, the shouting became a screaming match of me trying to tell them what happened.

"But nan, grandad, a chicken lady hurt me!"

"Everlyn, stop it with these lies!"

"But grandad, a boy called nico helped me come here!"

"Everlyn, if you say anymore-"

"But-"

I was cut short. I don't even think she understood what she did. I felt myself being slapped by my own nan, and all thoughts just stopped. She didn't say anything, and neither did anyone else. I don't remember much after, just going to sleep with a numb gut feeling.

My nan couldn't trust herself after that, and both of them said it was for the best if I live somewhere else. A few weeks after, I remember this woman picking me up to take me to this new house to live at.

I said goodbye to my grandparents, non of them properly looked me in the eye, too shocked on their decision. I brought a few toys, clothes, a picture of my dad and a sketch pad. I lost most of the drawings, but I have a few scattered between the pages of my old diaries.

The car ride there was awkward to say the least. The memorys blurry, but she just asked a few questions, silence, a few questions, silence....yeah just that ongoing cycle.

When I arrived the woman talked to this couple who I was going to live with whilst I put all my stuff in my new room.

I was so confused. Why was I taken away? Where is nico, who even is he? Funny, I still ask those questions today.

Now, I'm just recovering those old memories I've been too scared to go back too. Titan is sleep in the weirdest position next to me, on his back with his paws up. I love the little guy, I guess I could take a few notes from him someday. Its getting late, I should probably try and sleep, its gonna be hard but I guess its worth a try.

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Thank you for reading the second part!!!!!!!

I'm listning to the percy jackson musical rn, and I can't wait for the actual show.

Question: whos you favourite and least favourite pjo character?

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