Our Broken Worlds (Boyxboy)

Our Broken Worlds chapter 24

A/N: So I've been getting a lot of inbox messages lately asking if this is going to turn into a Pernico fanfiction.....................no. I mean, there's going to be some slight Pernico, but this is still a leico fanfiction. I might be a bit confusing but trust me, it's a Leico fanfiction. I'm not going to kill off the ship in this story, like most of you are thinking. But then again, it doesn't sound like such a bad idea.

Nico's POV

"Why'd you do it Percy?" I ask. I try to search his eyes for something- anything that tells me why he would want to do that to himself, but it's hard to do that when he doesn't meet my gaze. We stand in silence, the tension so thick I could cut it with a knife. I examine him carefully, and for the first time in my life it's with a pitying gaze. I always thought I was the only one people looked at like that. His hair is no longer a beautiful mass of dark curls, but is dirty and tangled. For the first time, I notice his eyes have shrunken in and that light I always see shining in them is no longer there. I never realized how painfully thin he had become even under those big clothes. His lips are thinned into a line that no longer sport that teasing smirk that's always there, or used to be there.

For the first time I realize...Percy Jackson is broken.

That's why I don't comment or bite back with spiteful words when he accuses me of stopping him from doing something that would 'relieve him from the pain' or call after him when he storms away. Instead I stand there, looking after his fleeting form and for a moment I see myself running right beside him because that's exactly the way I dealt with my problems. I ran away.
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It's not hard to look for someone who wants to be found, but when someone is purposefully avoiding you, it's harder to come by. I would have never found Percy had I not stumbled upon him at a fountain of water. Typical, but I thought he would have at least tried harder.

"I don't want to talk, Nico." He says, his voice hard ......but not steady.

It breaks at the end.

I walk up beside him, looking down at the water cascading down the sides of the stone horses.

"I know you don't want to talk, Percy, but we need to figure out why-"

"There's nothing to 'figure out', Nico!" He yells. I try not to notice the water in the fountain bubbling up. Instead I turn to him, his face red with anger. "You stopped me, Nico." He whispers, his eyes gradually turning soft after they meet mine. They don't stay there for long. His eyes flick away and land elsewhere, away from me. "Why did you... why did you stop me? I was perfectly fine. I wasn't going to feel a thing. I was going to be freed from all of this guilt-"

"Shutup, Percy." I bark. Now I'm mad. Why? I may not have feelings for Percy like that anymore (I don't know who I'm trying to convince) but I know one thing. He has people who care for him- including me. I don't want to see him get hurt. The only problem is that I'm possibly hurting him worse than anyone else can.

"Percy, you have-"

"Percy!" my head shoots up in the direction past the fountain to find that Annabeth and Piper have arrived. They're running towards us and when they get here, Annabeth engulfs Percy into a hug.

He meets my gaze, pleading for me not to say anything. I don't. But we will finish this later.

I watch as she lets go and her eyes are stern and she's a bit angry. However, though, she gives a small smile and tells Percy how glad she is that we found them.

"What made you run away anyway?" She asks. Percy's face pales before he makes us some blatant lie about how he felt a pull in the water and needed to check it out. I snort and turn to Piper, her arms folded and her eyes analyzing the situation.