Nico's POV
"Nico, I'm pretty sure that you're tired of running from your problems. It doesn't make sense to just keep leaving every time something comes up."
"You have no idea how hard I try to deal with them, Jason. " I growled. " Every fucking day its always something new. Somebody's calling me names over here and over here someone is glaring at me like I belong ten feet under and not here, or even worse I'm haunted by the sole things that I used to love. You don't know-" I gasp and swallow hard. "You don't know how many times my father has looked upon me and hatred has filled his eyes. You don't know any fucking thing, Jason because everyone loves you. Everyone respects you- they never look down on you. You're a hero, I'm not. "
"Nico-"
"No. " I wave my hand through the mist and slump against the dresser in my hotel room. I give up.
My conversation with Jason two days ago rings in my ears. I told him over and over not to contact me. And being the persistent person he is....
Well now I'm done. I'm through. I never want to see any of those people in my life again. Sure, Jason never did anything to hurt me, but it's better to just leave my whole past behind.
I roll over in the bed and grunt when I hear knocking at my door. It's three in the afternoon. What could someone possibly want? And yes I do sleep late. I always have. But when L- he came along, I was up very early. Why? I don't know.
I kick the brown covers off of me and walk over to my duffel bag to unzip it.
Knock. Knock.
"Porca miseria I'm arrivando. Nessuna necessitated di abbattere la mia porta!" I bark, slipping on my shirt. Apparently this person has no patience.
I stumble over to the door as I put my pants on and swing it open.
"Hi."
I'm going to faint or something. Right now my heart is in my foot and I feel like I'm going to vomit. I want to hug this person so badly. I want to kiss them, and hold them, and cuddle with them, because if they traveled all the way across the sea to come see me, than that must mean something. But at the same time I feel like breaking down because of all the stuff this person has done to me. I feel like slamming the door in their face, and I feel like screaming every curse word possible at them. And coming from the dark depths of my mind, I really feel like giving them a one way ticket to tatarus.
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Our Broken Worlds (Boyxboy)
ФанфикLeo and Nico are two broken people. Only help from each other will put their pieces back together. But what will theirs feelings toward each other say?
