Finding Love (Jasico, Nico x Jason)

Chapter Six

Chapter Six

Nico

I blankly stared a Jason and Piper. I tried to look away, but I couldn't. I just stared at them like the little creep I am. Finally, I was able to tear my eyes away from the scene before me. Obviously, he hadn't forgotten his feelings about Piper. Piper pulled him closer, then he wrenched himself out of her grip.

"What the hell are you doing?" Jason shouted. Everyone outside stopped in their tracks, not knowing what to do.

Piper slightly tilted her head and pouted. "What's wrong? I thought you would be glad that I came back."

Jason shook his head and glanced at me before looking at his feet. "Nico... I'm..."

I don't know why, but I ran away. I ran as fast and as far as I could, which wasn't that far. I eventually collapsed from exhaustion and didn't bother to get back up. My cheek leaned against the cool concrete as I watched the others around me glance at me.

Look at that freak, I thought to myself. He's so pathetic, just lying there in the middle of the walkway.

Everyone eventually stared to ignore me for the better. I was lonely and pathetic. Of course I couldn't feel love, but that doesn't mean I can't feel the other feelings. I can very well feel hurt and betrayal and happiness.

I slowly started to get up. My legs trembled underneath me, but I was able to stand. The others glanced at me and then ignored me.

Good... They aren't paying me attention.

I aimlessly walked around Camp Jupiter. No one questioned me after I proved that I shouldn't be questioned. A war can do that to you, but most of that war, I was seen as the enemy until I saved everyone's butts. I coldly chuckled at the thought. People don't realize that one is important until their on the brink of death.

I reached in my pocket to get a cigarette only to find that my pack wasn't in there.

"God dammit, Grace," I cursed in Italian. I softly sighed.

There is no way in Hades that I would crawl back to him just to get my cigarettes. Maye someone sells them here. Worst scenario, I just shadow travel to get a pack. No one would notice my absence. Maybe I should go... I'm not needed nor wanted here. Hazel can't look at me. Frank won't stop glaring at me. Jason is obviously busy.

This got me thinking. What if I go to Camp Half-Blood for a bit? I could finish some unsettled business, and I could buy a pack of cigarettes there.

It wasn't until then when I realized that I was addicted to cigarettes. There I was, just mentally rambling on and on and on about those damn cancer sticks. Of course, I was a firm believer in "what doesn't kill you will make you stronger", yet, they will eventually be the death of me. How could something so small have such and impact on my life?

I looked at the sky. Yup, I made my decision. I will go to Half-Blood to finish business. From there, I could go anywhere I wanted. I kept my promise. I returned like I said I would. It was his fault why I'm leaving.

"Goodbye, Jason," I muttered as I walked into a shadow.

"Hello, Percy," I greeted as I walked out of a shadow at Camp Half-Blood.

Now, all I had to do was find Percy and Annabeth and have a decent, civilized conversation with them.

I started to search the camp. Occasionally, a new camper would look at me like I had grown a second head, but they continued on with their life. Soon, I found the store Connor and Travis had taken over. I walked in and a small bell chimed in the distance. Connor stood behind the counter with a bored expression on his face. As soon as he looked up and saw me, a huge grin appeared on his face.

"Nico!" He shouted. "You aren't dead!"

I shrugged and browsed around the store. "I needed a break from everything, yet, I wouldn't consider myself to be alive."

I finally walked up to the counter and looked at the contents behind it. "Could I get a pack of cigarettes?"

Connor sighed and gave me a pack. While I was digging for Drachmas, Connor waved his hand. "It's on me."

I grinned and pulled out a book of matches and lit one. For a minute, I took slow, long drags off of it.

"So... How's camp been?" I tried to start a conversation.

"Same old things, just at a different time. So, what brought you back?"

I shrugged. "A promise and some old business needed to be settled."

Connor smirked. "Aww... Is it Annabeth?"

I clenched my fists and resisted the urge to punch him. I swear this generation will kill humanity.

"Partially," I tried to look nonchalant.

This seemed to work out because Connor let the subject drop. We sat in a comfortable silence for a few minutes. Connor would ring up items while I smoked. I enjoyed this. We didn't need to talk to get things through to each other.

I hopped off of the barstool and stretched. "Well, I've gotta go. Thanks, Connor."

Connor smiles. "No problem. Stop by again whenever you feel like it."

I walked out of the store. With my luck, I wouldn't come back to any of this.

I asked a few campers where Percy was. All of them gave me the same answer. No one knew where he or Annabeth had disappeared to. Tis didn't shock me much. The war had changed both of them. No one can go through Tartarus without changing.

I walked down to the lake. Percy and Annabeth were sitting on the beach near the water. I started to walk towards them while mentally cursing at them. Sand got in my shoes while sifting under my weight.

Soon, I stood over Percy and Annabeth. I smiled at them and sat Next to Percy. We didn't say anything for a while. Of course, it was I who broke the silence.

"I hated you two for a long time. Annabeth, I was jealous of you. Percy, you didn't keep your promise. I want to put all of that behind me but first I have to do something."

I looked into Percy's eyes. They weren't quite the same as before, yet they were still beautiful. I slowly leaned in and gently kissed him. "Goodbye, Percy."