The day we fell (solangelo)

1- Dumb dreams

  *TW: Eating disorder, catatonic thinking, Self harm*

 Niccolo DiAngelo was sitting at Hades cabins table at the dining pavillion. He was sitting alone. He didn't have any siblings anymore, expect for Hazel, but she was busy at camp Jupiter. His cabin was stupid. He almost set it on fire once, when he got tired of the f___ing coffingbed. Nobody liked him. Only Hazel, but she was elsewhere. His birthday had passed already five times. Nobody  remembered it. 

  Nico started to zone out more and more. Nobody would notice if he disappeared one day. Nobody would notice if he stopped eating. Nobody would care. 

  Thats an amaizing idea, he thought, i'm gonna stop eating, and prove nobody notices nor cares. I'm genius.

   Nico stood up and walked to the fire to sacrifice his meal to the gods. More specifically his father, Hades. Thank you father for this day, he thanked him, and walked out of the crowded pavillion, it was lunch, though so no suprises. 

  He first touhgt of going back to his cabin, but didn't want be in that monstrous house right now. After a moment he found himself walking near infirmary. Why here, legs, you know i don't like this place, he thought. 

   Why am I here, I don't want to be here and if Will sees me he's gonna make me stay here for atleast twelve days(because he had gotten away four times in a span of month), He thought, and just few seconds later -of course- he heard Will's voice, speaking to him, not far away 

    "Nico!  You are coming with me, okay?" he said.

    Nico paniced, run to the nearest shadow and jumped in it, leaving Will cursing again.

    Nico jumped out in somewhere small-ish place and fainted. As world went dark, he heard someone say "Toss it in the river," and then all he heard was his own mind.

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   Nico woke up, still bit nauseous from shadow travelling, but alive. He was in a box, about two cubic meters, surrounded by... Fish and some blue paint? Like what the Hel was this?

   Then the box rocked. Where am I, Nico thought, as rocking became worse and worse, until whole box broke, and Nico saw where he was. He wasin the middle of an ocean, with dead fish floating around, water mixed with paint, and having just and just enough room to sit on his little raft. Alone, with his only friends being the stars on the sky and his sword made of stygian iron.

  Should I? It wouldn't hurt to? Right? He thought to himself while looking at the black, smooth blade of his sword. For a moment it felt irresistable, but went away. 

   Nico couldn't sleep, he could just think. And that wasn't good thing. All he wanted was to not think at that moment, because he knew if he did, nothing would be the same anymore.

    But it was all he could do. So he thought about himself. 

   Niccolo diAngelo is stupid. Niccolo DiAngelo is wierd and ugly and discusting. I am Niccolo. Why am I me? Why did I need to get saved. Everything would be better if i died. Maybe i should jump off this stupid raft and drown myself. Atleast in the underworld I would have a family. Why can't i be normal, He questioned everything hs mind could come across. It continued until certain bright-ass sunny bitch climbed on the sky.

   Soon it was so bright that Nico got almost blind. Nico, for the whole day just sat on his raft and thougth if anyone had noticed that he was gone. Probably no. 

   When apollo was about to get down, Nico took out his sword, looked at its blade menacially, took off his aviator's jacket and put the blade to his skin. He took breath and drew a line with his sword. It felt at first freeing, so he drew more lines. when he drew the final, 20:th line, it started to sting. blood seeking trhoug his self-inflicked wounds. Nico wiped his hand on his black jeans and put his jacket back on. 

   Not long after sun set, Nico saw a beach nearby. So close he could see it, but too far away to swim. Nico knew how to swim and was actually pretty good at it too, believe or not, but he didn't like it anymore. Now though he wanted to get away from water, so he tried to paddle the raft with his hands closer to the beach. Once close enough, he jumped to the water and started swimming as fast as he could.  

   Eventually he got on the shore. he looked around and realised he had gotten back to the camp. He got up and sneaked back towards his cabin, he didn't care about the harpyias. 

  Once he got back to his cabin, it was good that he even got inside, because just as he closed the door he collapsed on the floor, still in wet clothes, wounds bleeding. 

*Okay that was the first chapter, tell me what you tought about it!*

*see you later, lil mania*