Dead in Love (Nico x Reader)

Lost Without You

I don't know where am I, how I got here, or why I'm here.

      One minute I am playing capture the flag with the rest of the year-round campers, then it's black, and now I'm in the middle of the woods. There's nothing unique around me, but I think I know where I am.

     I couldn't have been hit in the head because my head doesn't hurt. I couldn't have tripped because my legs feel fine. I know something's wrong, I don't know what.  I think I should try to find my way back, so I get up. I find the path easily. Well, apparently I am wrong about my feeling. Everything is fine. But it was still there. Right in the pit of my stomach, this sick nervous feeling is like something is going to happen. I try to push it to the back of my mind as I follow the path back to camp. Everything seems fine, no one is covered in blood and no one is screaming. What's wrong? 

  "Excuse me," I stop the first person I see on the path back to the green, "Have you seen my boyfriend, Nico?"

  They look confused so I elaborate.

 "Nico Di Angelo, he's the son of Hades. He's about 4 inches taller than me. He has really dark hair, he's pale like he never goes outside, and he has an Italian accent. Have you seen him?"

   "Sorry miss," they look uncomfortable. Like I'm crazy or something, "No one here matches that description." With that, they walk off, glancing back as if to make sure I'm not following them. Okay, it's fine, they must be new around camp. I continue to look, then decide to check his cabin. 

  "Nico?" I call I open his door. The sick feeling grows. the floor is covered in dust. Why is the floor covered in dust? Nico lives here. "Nico, you really need to clean more!" I call again.

  "Excuse me," someone says from behind me, "what are you doing in there? This cabin hasn't been used in 15 years."  I turn around and see someone I don't recognize.  

"You're kidding," I laugh nervously, "My boyfriend's a son of Hades, Nico Di Angelo."

  The camper looks annoyed, "Come with me, ma'am." I comply, expecting to be led to Nico, but instead, I am brought to the infirmary. 

 "Another one looking for a long-dead person?" I bored-looking girl ask from behind a desk. The camper holding my arm nods, and the girl points down a hall.

  "What do you mean long-dead camper?" I ask the guy holding my arm.

"Exactly what it sounds." everyone sounds bored.  What are they saying? Who's long dead? Because it is not my Nico. He was alive this morning at breakfast. I am being dragged down the hall, roughly laid in a bed, and strapped by my wrists and ankles. I'm not in my body anymore. I feel so sick I can't think straight.

 Then I start screaming.  I scream until my voice gives out. The world goes black again.

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  I woke in a pool of sweat. 

  My voice still hurt, but Percy was by my side, a hand on my shoulder. His eyes were filled with sleepy concern and his hair was bedhead messy. 

  "Thank gods you're awake," he rubbed his eyes, "you were screaming your head off. Something about Nico."  I heard someone enter the room, it was Annabeth with a cup of water in her hand. She looked tired too.

 I broke, and tears streamed down my face. Percy bundled me up in his arms and let me cry into his pajama shirt. Annabeth had set the water on the floor and joined Percy and me on the bed. She hushed and stroked my hair. It helped to calm me down just enough to talk through my tears.