Will's POV

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Tears threatened to spill from my own eyes, to see Nico so broken, a boy so young experienced more torture than any would in a lifetime, I could see the mirage of a young boy, suffering, trying relentlessly to piece himself together. Hours we sat together, my arms around Nico's body as to protect him from the horrors of the world. Gods I felt so stupid, I was falling for a boy of the darkness, whist my father was god of the light. But, now, I didn't care. What I cared for was that Nico was suffering from something that I couldn't heal, and that thought was almost too much to bear.
Finally, after so many hours of silence, I felt Nico's body go limp in my arms, for finally he had fallen asleep. In sleep he looked so innocent, like the 14 year old boy he was supposed to be. He black hair, disheveled at many angles in such a cute, adorable way. He face so peaceful, as if my arms protected him from the demons of his dreams. So powerless I felt though, yet, I was so madly, deeply in love with him.
"I promise on the river Styx Nico." I whispered, "I will do everything in my power to protect you." And just like that, I fell asleep, with Nico still in my arms.

Morning.

I awoke before Nico this morning, and for many moments I watched him sleep, it seemed like the only peaceful time he got in life. I picked up his hands with my own, fingering the jagged scars that sat upon Nico's wrists. Finally he stirred, going beetroot red when he noticed where he was, possibly remembering the happenings of last night.

"I'm so sorry sunshine." I whispered to him, watching as he pulled the sleeves of his black shirt down over his scars.
'Don't tell anyone' his eyes pleaded with me, and I nodded.

"Do you want to talk...." He stopped me there.
"Please, just leave me alone for a moment." He croaked quietly. So I got up slowly, discretely picking up the razor blades and scalpel and walking out with them.

When I got out, my eyes searched the infirmary until I found Sam, one of my siblings, checking up on one of our patients, one of whom I didn't need Nico to know was close to dead. I waited outside the room, and as he exited I caught sight of his tear rimmed eyes, before he quickly looked away to compose himself... "I'm so sorry about yesterday." He offered.
"You heard him screaming, crying, he heard him playing with things inside and you didn't even go check on him!" I didn't even bother hiding my anger.
"Dude, Will, that's the Son of Hades in there, I value my life okay." He held his hands out in defeat, but he had insulted Nico, no one insults Nico. I balled my hands into a fist, and led that fist right into the douchbags face. It's had been a long night, he had just played my last card.
"Don't you ever insult Nico." I yelled. "You don't know him, he was terrified, he was cutting himself! You shouldn't care when, where, how, why or who a patient is, you're a doctor, you help everyone. You could have at least come to get me earlier."
"You don't think I know that!" Sam yelled back at me, fingering the mark where I had just hit him. "I'm sorry Will, but I wasn't helping that freak of nature." At that he walked out, and I made a silent vow, never to speak to him again.
"You fucking son of a bitch, I swear to the gods you better watch your back!" I called out after Sam as he walked off, before turning around, spotting two baby blue eyes, boring into me, glistening with tears, and running away.
"Nico!" I called, running out after him, oh gods, how could I be so stupid, fighting so openly with that idiot, shit, this was my fault. "Nico stop!" I yelled, yet he kept running, stopping briefly outside the Hades cabin, as if reliving memories and walking in, slamming the door shut behind him, as to vibrate the whole porch, and to catch the attention of many.
Slowly I followed him, trying my best to ignore the curious glances the our scene had earned, before opening the door, and entering quietly to the sounds of muffled sobs, coming from a tortured boy.
"Nico." I whispered, but he didn't look up from being huddled in the corner, knees brought up to his chest, shielding his beautiful eyes from the world. Slowly and cautiously, I walked forward. Making my way over to a clear spot next to him, and wrapping a protective arm around his shoulder. "Sunshine." I whispered, "Don't listen to that idiot, your loved by a lot of people." A loud sob escaped, and he huddled up next to me, burying his head in my shoulder. "Nico, tell me what's wrong." I asked softly, wrapping my other arm around him.
"Why did your fight your own brother?" He cried quietly, I shouldn't be surprised he didn't know. Perhaps it was time to find the key, and turn it slowly, reveal what was in my heart to Nico, gods, it was cheesy, but perhaps, perhaps it would be the saving Grace for both of us, to piece together a broken boy, and relieve the secrets of another. "Because I care about you Nico, because...." Gods I was going to say it, "Because I love you."
At that he sat up abruptly, staring into my eyes with his tortured and pain filled own.

I've been really busy and unable to update so I'm really sorry for the wait!
Incase you haven't as well, Sam is my character, one I have created.
Good fun guys,
Livs XOX

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