I Can't Do This Anymore (Percy Jackson)

Chapter Six

Percy

At the time I didn't know that that would be the last time I saw my dad, but I had a feeling. I thought maybe I'd see him more.

Then I remembered who he was and knew that was a crazy idea.

It had been a while. A few years, actually. I left for college. Not even in the state.

And I sent my dad one last thing. I actually left it there for anyone that would find it.

Dear Percy Jackson,

Turns out today wasn't a great day. I don't know why it could be, I haven't had one in ten years. But I guess I was being foolish.
I wish I was a part of something, that what I said mattered. But it doesn't. It never has, and there's no reason that it ever will. I relied all of my hope on Nico. Nico, who I barely even let know me. I'm sorry.

Sincerely,
Your bestest and true friend,
Me.

Nico

"We are gathered here today to honor the death of a great hero." Chiron announced as he choked up a little. His body was here. The casket was open. But he wouldn't respond. He never would. "He was brave in many aspects, and if only he had opened up, maybe we wouldn't be here today."

But we were.

I walked over to my dead lover, and placed a small Hades figureuine in his hands. It was only what was right.

"Say hi to her for me."

The End.