Disclaimer: CHARACTERS ARE NOT MINE, NEITHER IS FANART ABOVE OR LOCATION. Plot is mine though :)

"Will..." I murmur as he sits next to me on my bed. He slings his arm around my shoulders. I notice that he's always wearing long sleeves. Will starts to kiss me, and I kiss back before pulling away and meeting his eyes.
"Hm?" He asks, before going in for another kiss. I oblige happily, but only for a moment.

"It's really warm in here, why are you wearing a long sleeve shirt?" I ask the blonde boy.
"Oh, uh... don't worry about me, Neeks. I love you."

I sigh. "But why?"

"You're beautiful."

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I sit alone at the Hades table at dinner that night. Will looks a bit disappointed when I wave off his offer of sitting with me, but I need to think. Will was probably harming himself because of me. I probably annoy him, always asking why. It sounds like I'm fishing for compliments and I hate it. But I still can't believe it. Will can't love me. I'm not worth it.

The ground cracks and I see a small, skeletal hand reach out of the crack. I feel the other campers' eyes on me, so I wave them off and the crack seals, the hand gone. Frustrated, I let out a groan. It's not long until I feel a warm hand on my shoulder.

"Neeks, baby, is everything alright?" Will asks, worriedly.

"Yeah..." I respond, more concerned about Will. He looks pale, bags under his eyes as if he hasn't slept.
"Have you been sleeping, babe?" I ask him, probably being the biggest hypocrite of all time as everyone knows I don't really sleep.

I wait a few moments for Will to respond. When he doesn't, I start to get really worried. "Will?"

I look up, and see Will's eyes closed, a look of pain on his face. "Will? Will!" I try to shake him, but all he does his groan a bit and put his head in his hands. "Will, baby, tell me what's wrong. I want to help!" I beg.

"Just go away, Nico." His voice is rough and muffled, his sleeve had gotten bunched up and I can clearly see his scars. I trace them softly, gently, not saying anything, and I feel Will stiffen. "Nico, go away." His voice is stronger now.

"It's my fault." I whisper. I was too... caught up in my own problems to see that my own boyfriend was in pain. Maybe it's best if I do leave him. So he could find someone better. I'm not good enough for him. "I'm sorry, Will. Find someone better than me. You can do a lot better. Bye."

I walk out, and hear a pained "wait." But I don't acknowledge it. If I just remove myself from his life I can't hurt him. It's only until I find myself in Cabin three do I allow myself to feel the pain. It's better for Will this way.

(A/N) yeah hi so I kinda forgot about this fic 👉👈 so much for "I have a lot of motivation"

I swear I'm going to try and update more but right now my main priority is school. And my other fic. Sorry.