Chapter Six: I'm not ready yet...

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Priscilla

Soon I saw Nico.

My door was opened and there he was, being dragged by a huge muscular guy. Theseus was right behind him.

Nico was thrown into my prison cell roughly. He was unconscious.

"Nico!" I yelled frantically. I shook him gently. I didn't want to hurt him.

The man threw a bag of ambrosia at my head. It fell to the floor in crumbles.

I pushed the hair on Nico's forehead back and my hand came back slick with Nico's blood. I drew in a breath. I searched through Nico's mess of black hair and found the source of the blood.

It was near his hairline. It wasn't too bad, but it was still bleeding. I force fed Nico some of the ambrosia and stroked his hair while waiting for him to wake up.

Nobody else came in the room that day.

"Oh Nico." I mumbled and kissed his forehead.

The next morning I woke up to Nico mumbling gibberish.

"Neeks?"

"Priscilla. No. Stop." I guess I wasn't the only one who was mentally tortured.

Nico shot up into a sitting position. "Priscilla?" He asked when he saw me.

"Nico!" I yelled and wrapped my arms around his neck. "I missed you so much. Are you ok?" I pushed back his hair again to inspect the wound once more. It looked fine except for some dried blood.

"I'm fine I guess." Nico looked at the ground.

"Nico." I said. I could detect the hurt in my own voice.

"I'm sorry." Nico muttered.

"Nico we shouldn't have stayed in the forest. Look where that got us." I pointed out.

Nico gazed at my face and then scooted closer. He slowly cupped my face with one hand and almost connected our lips. I pulled away at the last second.

"Nico no. I can't- I'm not ready yet- I'm just-"

"Priscilla it's okay." Nico reached towards me but I leaned away. Nico had hurt in his eyes.

"Nico." I burst into tears. "Nico Nico Nico." I repeated as if it were my lifeline.

"Priscilla what's going on?" Nico asked. He sounded genuinely concerned.

"Nico I can't explain-"

"What did they do to you?"

"Nico-"

"What?" Nico demanded.

"A man... Came in..." I wasn't sure how to tell someone that a man sexually harassed you. "And he..."

"Did he hurt you?"

"Nico can you see me clearly?"

"I mean no, they hit me on the head hard, my vision's been blurry since then."

"Okay good." I said.

"So what did he do?"

"He... Um harassed me I guess you could say just a bit not too much."

"What?!" Nico's eyes were like a raging fire. "When Theseus comes back in here I'm going to kill him that little traitor!"

"Nico no! They'll just hurt you more!"

"But-"

"But nothing."

"Priscilla you know I'm not like that. I wouldn't hurt you."

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