Nico di Angelo One-shots

Entries & Letters

Solangelo

Dear Diary,

I was trapped. Trapped in a dark pit, unable to breathe, unable to feel, unable to cry. I heard a voice, one voice, his voice. I escaped the dark pit known as myself. And I ran to him. I ran to Will. He saved him.

And I love him.

But he has to escape now. And I can't help him. Lost in his own mind, does he see that I care? Does he see his own value for what it really is? I don't think so, but I hope so.

Love me, Will.

- Nico

Dear Diary,

I don't know.

I don't know, I don't know, I don't know, anymore. What do I do? What can I do? It's too selfish to focus on myself, no matter what. I seem him hurting, why? Because of me? Yes, behind this smile, I am a fraud, I am a horrible person.

Why am I such a mistake?

I love you, Nico. But you deserve so much more. I know it, I feel it, I live it. Find yourself a better man.

- Will

Dear Diary,

Will, I love you. Stop hurting. I can't see this anymore!

Please, for me. If you really, truly love me. Please.

- Nico

Dear Diary,

You could never break my heart. Ever. But I feel as if, I'm breaking yours . . . betraying you, no matter if I stay or go. What do I do? I don't know. Tell me, Nico.

Save me from myself, please. This dark pit needs a real sun.

- Will

Dear Diary,

Will. No. You can't. You can't do this. Please, no. Don't leave me. You saved me, now you're gonna abandon me? I can't take that.

All that's happened between us, you're giving it up. Stop, please. I love you.

- Nico

To All Campers,

We have been informed that approximately 12:34 last night, Will Solace, a fellow camper, died. Whether it was suicide or an accident as been undetermined, but we assure you there is no need to be afraid and you can go about your everyday lives.

Thank you, rest well tonight.

Chiron and Mr. D, Camp Director and Host

Dear Diary,

I was nothing to you. I wasn't worth living for. You didn't really love me, did you?

No, who would?

I'm not worth wasting anyone's time on.

I give up, Will. You helped me see what and who I really am. Well, I guess . . . I guess we both knew it. Maybe I scared you off, I don't know.

I just trusted you. To be okay. I needed it, I needed to know.

I'm weak and pathetic.

I love you. Bye, Will.

- Nico

Dear Nicholas di Angelo,

We have heard of your relationship with William Solace, and know of your many disorders due to such event. We urge you to come to our Therapy Institute, or to go to our doctors weekly, so we can lend you the help you need.

Thank you,
Jupiter Mental Health Center

Dear Diary,

I'm not going to that health center. I think. I . . . Will, where'd you go?!

- Broken