When The Villain Falls (Depressed! Percy) (Percy Jackson)

Chapter Eight

Grover

It was the middle of dinner when I got a call. Nico was a little on edge. He wasn't there for long. He told me he'd explain latter. Shit kind of happened. Not between them.

"Who is it?" Clarisse asked me and I looked at it, not expecting him to call.

"Percy?" I said confused, and glanced at Nico, who shrugged. So I answered.

"Percy, hey," I said. "What's up?"

"I'm on my way," he told me without really any explanation. "Can you save me a plate of food? I haven't eaten yet."

"What— are you okay?"

"Mhm," he was lying, but I would ask later. "I'll tell you later."

"Okay, just be careful," I said, kind of worried now.

"I will." He assured me. "Alright, I gotta go. See ya."

He hung up and that was it.

"What did he want?" Annabeth asked, sounding annoyed. Percy lives a half hour from camp. He'd be here in 20 minutes, so towards the end of dinner.

"He's on his way, he'll be here in like 20 minutes," I told them and Annabeth just rolled her eyes. Other did, too. "Don't. He's not in a good mood, I wouldn't push him."

"He doesn't need to come here," Jason insisted, siding with Annabeth. "We already sent him home once. Does he know he's not wanted here?"

"Jason—"

"I'm just saying!" Jason defended himself, of course. "He's had his time, he can leave. Just as good if he kills himself."

"Okay, that's a little harsh," Hazel corrected him. "If he'd just stay away, I don't care what he does. Nobody should kill themselves. He just needs to fuck off."

"Guys..." Leo remarked, looking behind me, and I heard somehow walk away.

"What?" Jason didn't care.

"He uh... Was right behind you," Leo told the son of Jupiter.

"Why do I care?"

"Well if he decides to kill himself—"

"Why should I care?"

"I don't know, but you should!" Leo yelled at Jason, which had everyone's attention. "what did he ever do to you, Jason!? So he was a little cocky, we're no better! He has feelings, too, you know! If he kills himself, you get in trouble for it."

"He won't kill himself," Jason brushed it off as if it wasn't anything to worry about. Like he's not having problems. "His life is perfect, remember? He has nothing to kill himself over."

Funny enough, we we're all called down after dinner because Mr. D found Percy passed out not too far from the Big House, tear stains on his face. He must've tripped, hit his head. Knocked him out.

"Do any of you know what happened?" Mr. D takes this shit kind of serious. When a camper get like this for no reason. No reason they know of. "We weren't told he was going to he here."

"He called like towards the end of dinner and said he was on his way." I told the camp director. "He didn't say why, though. He told me he'd explain what happened later."

"We have to call Sally and Paul to inform them that Percy's—"

"I wouldn't do that if I were you." Nico suggested, which had everyone's attention.

"And why is that, Mr. di Angelo?"

"Just... I mean, you can tell Sally," Nico kind of adjusted what he said. "But Paul like is a bad idea. He'll freak out."