Letters From di Angelo

Day 3: Nothing

Dear Whatever,

 

so now my nightmares get worse. great. Now everyones going to see a pissed, sleep driven Nico today. Great, just great. I’ve always had nightmares, ever since my sister left me, but last nights was probably one of the worst ones i've had. And i mean bad, i woke up at like 4am and iris-message Jason puking and sweating  like crazy. I couldn't breathe pretty much the whole time.

In the dream, i was back in the labyrinth, the moment i spoke to Bionca. It all looked the same except we were older. The Labyrinth was dark and damp as it was, with that creepy feeling. Me and everyone else were surrounding a hole with barbeque and root beer. this was the moment she came, the moment she came for Percy. Not me. Her own little brother who she left all alone at some camp we were brought to! She left because she never loved me, she always thought of me as some pest. And truth is, i was and still am. Thats why i stay separated from everyone. I already drove her away…

Anyways, we were at the pit and Bionca just came forth. She started to say things like, ‘I never loved you’, or ‘I left you for a reason, why do you always come back?’ It broke me, i already knew these things but actually hearing them from her, just hit me in the face. I could barely move, the only movement i could make was shaking like crazy. Everyone stared at me with pity. Gods i hate pity, i felt so disgusting and helpless. She began to disappear but that didn't make me feel any better. Other ghosts came to the pit and attacked us. Well mostly me actually. I didnt have my sagitin iron sword for some reason and the others tried to help. I don't know how, but the ghosts were tearing me apart. i was bleeding pretty bad by the time they finally stopped.

the whole time they all just, stared. they stared at me with pity and guilt. If you know me, then you should know that i can't stand pity, i hate it. I couldn't even look at them without wanting to just disappear. i tried to shadow travel away but i couldn't move, i was frozen. My anger, sorrow, and pain from over the years came back and punched me in the gut. Every bloody battle i fought, every tear i've shed, every promise i had broke, everything i had screwed up, had flashed before my eyes over and over again.Everyone began to walk off and just leave me on the ground. i could barely breathe or move. Whenever i tryied to move pain would just explode through out my body.it was the most realistic dream ive ever had. and the worst part of it all.

I saw my mother, being burned alive at the river of Styx while my father just stood there and watched her burn…

i woke up and practically puked my guts out in the bathroom.after about an hour of puking i finally passed out next to the toilet, but woke up a few minutes later. surprisingly, this was new, the whole puking thing.it might of just been the Mc Donalds i had eaten but i dont really know.

Good parts of that day? i got McDonalds, and practiced with my sword with some skeletons. yea, not that great but thats how it went.

I think im going to stop her because i don't really have anything else to say, so yea, bye…

~~Nico di Angelo

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