Ocean Eyes {Nico Di Angelo Love Story}

Chapter 24 - She's pretty oblivious.

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"Emily stop!"

She faltered before turning around, breathing heavily, wolf surfaced, fangs bared, she was panicking. "They're hurting him!" she wailed, Connor felt his heart shatter at the sight, tears streamed down her cheeks, it was as if it was physically hurting her.

He gently took hold of her hand, pulling her through the passage in the wall (that she had just created). They walked through the hallway, avoiding the fallen bricks scattered around the floor.

Yelling was heard in the distance, the two friends broke into a sprint when they realized it sounded female (and a lot like Emily's voice).

The green-eyed girl looked around for any kind of entrance. "Hey, um, there's an Omega on the wall here," Connor said, curiously putting a hand on it, for it too, unfortunately, do nothing under his touch.

Emily slowly walked closer to the curly-headed boy, she scowled at the Greek letter (Ω) "huh?" She softly removed Connor's hand from the design, she herself put her hand on it to observe what would happen.

The Omega (Ω) surprisingly reacted to Emily's touch. Glowing red, the bricks around it parted to reveal a pitch black hallway. Emily walked in first, her now yellow eyes almost glowing in the dark. Connor and Emily walked ahead trying not to fall forward in the dark.

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Very silent whimpering was heard at the end of the hallway they had found. It seemed to be a never-ending hallway, the wallpaper was rotten and torn, giving off a creepy vibe. Emily didn't know if she was going insane whereas she felt as if the walls were closing in on her.

The teens spotted what seemed to be a bronze door at the end of the hallway. As they neared the burnished door ancient Greek patterns could be seen carved on the entry. "How are we possibly going to open that?" Emily whined, Connor shrugged as he slowly walked to the door in an attempt to open it.

Click

Emily sighed in defeat as the door just slid open "That's just too easy." She said as she made her sword materialize in her hand. Following her actions, Connor withdrew his dagger. They noticed the floor in front of the door was scorched, worrying them. Slowly entering the chamber they remarked a black figure tied up to a chair in the middle of the room.

Nico was bound to an armchair, blood dripping from his wrists staining the rope that held him down. He was presumably unconscious. The black-haired girl suppressed a distressed cry and limited it to a whimper.

Putting a hand on her shoulder, Connor soon removed it to go and assist the unconscious boy. Emily followed him, ready to steady Nico if he were to ever fall forward. I single tear streamed down her pale cheeks as she buried her face into Nico's neck, holding his limp body close to her.

Connor watched in sadness, he knew they loved each other, but he never knew they loved each other this much. He wondered if it was time for him to move on? Even though it's painful for him to watch the girl he loved with another guy if she was happy he was happy. That's all he hoped for. And if Nico made her happy, then he didn't have a reason to feel sad, right?

The boy quickly looked away to not look too distressed. He felt watched as if someone was present in one of the corners of the room. He knew Emily wasn't paying attention, so he took it into his own hands to look around the room to see if anybody else had been here.

He soon heard a groan from behind him, then happy yelp, followed by a surprised scream and two people falling to the ground. The curly headed boy struggled to keep himself from laughing; Nico had pinned Emily to the ground.

"Nico, hey.." Emily said with a sheepish grin. The black haired boy looked at her in disbelief, "You- you said,-" she cupped his cheek smiling softly, calming him down in an instant. He beamed happily feeling at home in Emily's arms.

He remembered Eros had said they needed to find his bow and arrows, the only information they had about it was that it had been stolen by Phobos and some other monster. "It'll be alright." She smiled, Nico didn't believe it, was she really real? He could've sworn he had been rejected just now.

She gently ran a hand through his hair, she sighed "you need a haircut." The black haired boy hugged Emily burying his head in her hair while sighing happily.

"Ahem," the two teenagers quickly pushed each other away "sorry" they both muttered. "It's fine dudes," Connor said with an amused grin, quickly turning around he silently cursed himself that his voice had shaken in sadness.

"C'mon guys!' (Emily jumped to her feet pulling Nico up with her) 'We need to get out of here."

The boys nodded. "Eros said we have to retrieve his bow and arrows then bring it to him on Olympus, I guess?" Nico spoke with uncertainty, the teenagers looked at each other in confusion as if asking where to start first.

[...]

"What day is it?" both boys shrugged, they would have to wait and see when they got to New-York. The campers were quite a few kilometers away from Long-Island and they were in the middle of nowhere.

Emily sighed, running a hand through her hair nervously, she said: "if you were a God where would you hide a bow?" Connor turned to look at her as they walked out onto the desert. He made a sound of distress before answering "Well since the God we're talking about is Phobos, it's probably in a creepy place or something."

"Well for all we know the scariest place here was that weird-house-cabin-thing," Emily added.

Both boys ceased walking, the black-haired girl turned around to look at them cluelessly, "What's wrong?' (she paused for awhile) 'ohhhh..." Both boys blushed, "Umm, well, maybe the bow was at the motel?"

The campers looked at each other, having a silent conversation with each other before sprinting back to the old rundown hotel.