What Kills You (Percico)

Chapter Two

Leo

The others still had to leave the next day, despite Nico's state. They didn't want to, but there wasn't much of a choice. Camp doesn't cover cancelled flights and that sort of thing.

I spent the day with one eye open just in case anything happened and I never heard anything about Nico. But there were camp visitors.

Percy's parents. They had stuff for just like a few of his friends that they found in his room. They looked terrible. Which, of course they did. Their son killed himself a week ago. And the last time they saw him was last October, apparently.

Of course, Rachel and Grover got stuff. They already mailed Annabeth's stuff. Clarisse. They had stuff for Thalia. And then a whole box for Nico.

I mean, it wasn't a huge box. But still.

"Hey, Leo." Grover said, having not heard the news yet, apparently. "Do you know where Nico is? Sally and Paul have stuff for him."

"I can... I can bring it to his cabin." I suggested. "He's not going to be able to get it."

"Is he with his dad?" Sally asked me. "If so, we can come back next week or he can stop in if he wants."

"No, he's uh..." I didn't want to tell them he tried to kill himself being their son did and that's why they're here. "There was an accident and he like hit his head or something so he's in the infirmary. It happened this morning, I think. He fell into a coma. He should be staying here this year, though, so I can bring his stuff to his cabin."

So they gave me Nico's stuff and went to visit him.

Despite it having been a week since Percy died, his room has gone untouched. The cabin has. Nobody has gone in it since he died.

It definitely felt weird, but I went in. And I could just... Could tell that he had planned all of this. His room was all sorted out and cleaned up. Everything was in boxes. Only one thing was out. A letter.

The suicide note we never found.

I made a group call once I realized what it was. Luckily, everyone answered.

"Hey, Leo, any update on Nico?" Piper asked me as Annabeth answered last. I really hope she pulls through this.

"Uh, nothing new. Nothing bad, I guess." I told them, shrugging. "I found stuff, though. In Percy's cabin."

"Okay?"

"So first off, he definitely has been planning doing what he did." I said, moving my phone so they could see around his cabin. "It's completely cleaned out and everything is sorted and boxed. The only thing that isn't in a box is this paper."

"What does it say?" Jason asked me, sounding as nervous as we all looked.

I sighed and picked it up, reading it out loud.

"To whomever found this, congratulations. If this is out, it means one thing and one thing one: I'm dead.

"There's a few ways that this could've happened, but no matter the cause, this letter is it. Whether Luke kills me this week, or something happens in the future, or maybe I kill myself. The options are limitless. But either way, I'm dead. I have everything sorted out by who gets what or what gets thrown and what doesn't. Follow it or don't, I guess I'll never find out if you don't. If anyone else has died, there should be a note on their box saying who it's going to instead. Just follow what they say. Or don't. I'm dead.

"On the back of this page I might write more, when I get closer to my death. If not, hopefully everyone knows what happens.

"I guess I'll see whoever this is wherever I end up. If not, it was an honor. Perseus Jackson. August 18, 2005."