Nico's P.O.V
Darkness. Surrounded by. Darkness. I'm falling through nothingness. Flailing around. Nothing to hold. As I fall I feel like I'm being crushed. Crushed by absolutely nothing! And that's the worst part.
There.
Is.
Nothing.
I'm hollow.
Can you imagine not being able to to breathe when the oxygen tank is at your fingertips?
Not being able to move your legs in a marathon?
Being able to read all your life and then you pick up a book one day and the words are a jumbled mess.
Falling and never hitting the bottom. Always encrypted with Anxiety and fear of what lies under but never actually seeing it.
Every single night.
Except when he's here.
And tonight, he's not.
I stop. I stop falling. And with stopping I'm paralyzed. And I fall again. Except this time I cannot move. And all around me are things I could have grabbed to stop myself.
Dream changes.
"Will!!" I scream.
Claws. Darkness. The claws dig in and pull him in. While I'm tied down and can only watch. "Nico! Help me!" He screams as they tear him apart. Slowly he's eaten by the black. And I can't help. The dreams of Will are the absolute worst.
Dream change.
The snake coils and strikes. Latching on. All I do is scream. It backs away. And does it again. I feel the bite. It's teeth sinking deep below my skin. Almost tearing it. I feel the venom in my blood stream as it slowly flows to my brain. Again. Again. Again.
I feel the ground vibrate every time the snake coils again. I fall to my knees. It stings so badly. And yet I feel bliss. As my head hits the concrete and I'm finally dead.
Dream change. Not exactly a dream though.
What if he died?
The voice Taunts me.
If he dies it will be your fault. And he will. A son Of Hades can never obtain anything. You will suffer because you make him suffer.
The lady of mist smiles at me. And continues on.
Do you see Nico? You are the burden that He carries around. You will be the cause of his destruction. You bring everyone pain.
My William. The best thing ever to happen to me. I already know that I'm what she says in my dreams. She is the voice in everyone's head. Telling you things you already know.
The thought. The thought of Him being in pain. Me the one to bring him the pain.
Tears me to shreds every night and yet I don't have the will to let him go. I'm not strong. And to be honest I don't want to be. There is always the thought in the back of my head, let him go and everyday it grows stronger as do the dreams of the day I hurt him.
I am the burden.
As the mist swirls through the darkness it casts an eery glow.
The thing is, I ignore it and hold onto him for dear life.
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Nico's dreams continue on in this manner for what feels like days.
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"Will, he'll wake up." Kayla tries to reinsure me. "After all, it's only been three days!" She pats my back.
"That's what, like, 72 hours!" I yell. So fed up with people telling me it's only been a couple days or hours or what the hell ever.
This is the most scariest thing. And it happens all the time. One day he's fine and then the next he's in a coma.
Gods, gods! I just wish he didn't have to go through this. I wish I didn't have to go through this. I just want him to wake up and be in my arms again. Where I know he's safe and not in harms way or being scared witless.
He's told me about his dreams, he lies about them. He tells me that they're just everyday kinda scary stuff. But I see right through him. I've heard the mutters in his sleep. I am the one who is on the other side of the bed. He has the most horrific dreams. And like in this occasion, these aren't even the worst. He's went into a coma for months.
The longest was almost three months. And when he wakes up he flinches at his own movement. If I had been there. If I had been there he might not be in this right now. And I hate myself over not always being there.
