You Are My Sunshine (A Solangelo fanfic)

Day two

Bianca! Bianca come back! I shouted as her brown hair billowed behind her. She kept running....as if she wanted to escape me. Bianca! Bianca it's Nico, your brother! Come back! I pleaded as I trampled branches and dead leaves. Finally she stopped for a second and faced me. I looked into her eyes, dark brown and beautiful. Then she gave me a sad smile. She turned and started running again, but this time, she ran out of ground to run on. She started falling and I reached out to her but she was too far, I couldn't grasp her. She kept falling and I sat there on my knees, crying for her to come back. I saw her falling into the trees below. There was no way to get down to her. I was so close but I was also too far. I turned and started running away. I cried as I ran, barely looking where I was going. Then the ground started to fall beneath me and I grappled for something to hold onto, but without Bianca's hand there was nothing to hold and I fell, deeper, and deeper, and deeper-

I woke with a start. I could hear someone screaming, and it took me a few seconds for me to realize that it was me. My body was wet with a layer of sweat and I was panting as if I was just running.

"Nico? Nico are you OK?"
I looked to the door. Will came running through it, his yellow hair flopping wildly. "I'm fine," I panted. Unfortunately though, with one look at my disheveled appearance he knew that that wasn't true. "Nico. What happened?" He said. "Bad dream," I murmered quietly. "What?" Will said, unable to hear me. "I had a nightmare," I admitted. "About-" I took a deep breathe when the words got stuck in my throat," about Bianca." Will nodded and said simply, "Oh."

Almost everyone at camp knew that I was ten years old when I came to this camp. They also knew that I had come with a big sister, Bianca, who died in battle. But they didn't know the half of it. So I stood up and walked into the hallway, mumbling something about going to the bathroom. I started jogging, desperate to be in private before I broke down. When I got into the bathroom I locked the door and started crying.

This was the part they didn't know about. They didn't know that I was born in 1924 in Italy. They didn't know that my mother was killed and that Bianca and I were brought to a cursed hotel in which we stayed thirteen and ten until about 2006. They didn't know that I was a giddy child when we escaped, even when we were taken to a military school and were almost killed by a monster. They didn't know that after I went to Camp Half -Blood, Bianca became a Hunter of Artimis and left me. And they called Percy Jackson a hero, because nobody knew that I asked Percy to keep her safe and he failed and she died. They didn't know that I had nightmares about it and hated myself. They didn't know that I cried myself to sleep every night.

They didn't know, and I hated them for it. Because I was just called emo, and crazy, and a freak.

None of them knew, and so I hated myself for it.

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"Nico?" Someone knocked on the door. "You've been in there a long time, you OK?" The someone was Solace. I stifled my sobs and looked in the mirror. I had red, bloodshot eyes, tear streaks down my face, puffy lips, and hair standing on end. So....not something I wanted anyone to see. "Uh, yeah," I shouted through the thick wooden door. "I'll be out in a minute!" I turned the knobs and washed my face with cold water.

I raised my face back up and peered into the wooden rimmed mirror again. My eyes were still red and lips still puffy, sure signs that I was crying. So I popped the collar of my jacket up to cover my face and stepped outside. I tilted my face to the side so Will couldn't see. When we got back to the main infirmary wing I almost freaked out. In a three feet radius around my bed were my mythomagic cards. I must've fallen asleep before packing them back up. I glanced at Will. What would I say to him? 'Those aren't mine'. That was obviously a lie. As we neared the bed I decided to just stay quiet and pick them up.

As I picked up Artemis (4000 attack power) Will nelt down next to me. Oh here we go, I thought, but he just started picking them up and stacking them. When we picked them all up, he handed them to me. When our hands touched my face went red again.

I blamed it on the embarrassment of my Mythomagic cards. I watched over to the nightstand and put the stack into the box. When I turned back around, Will was looking at me. He rubbed the back of his neck. "You know, I love Mythomagic. It's just that nobody plays it. Do you want to play or something?"

I almost dropped my cards again.

"Uh yeah, sure." I stammered. I sat down crossed legged on the bed and he followed suit. I spread out the cards again (neatly this time though) and then delt them out.

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Soon it was dark outside and we had played ten rounds. And I was winning for the seventh time in a row. "Zues. I beat you by 2000 points," I said as I threw down the blue card. Will sighed in defeat. "Wow Neeks, you're really good at this."

Instantly I froze up. "Don't call me that." His lips parted in surprise. "Oh uh sorry, thought it was cute." It was cute, but Bianca used to call me that. I just wasn't ready for anyone else to call me that. "No, I don't like it." Will nodded.

"Alright."