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Chapter 3

Hi!  It's me again.   Please skip over a part that I will tell you if you get triggered.

Nico's POV

He gives me some ambrosia to take after he fixes my hand.

I glance at his face, trying to figure out what is going through his mind right now.  His face is as pale as a corpse, as if he thinks that he will be putting me through pain.  

If only he knew what I went through. I think to myself.

"Ready?" he asks, looking as though he is trying to strengthen his resolve.

I nod, averting my eyes.  Even though I've been through so much, I still can't force myself to look at what he is doing.  

When he starts, I can see him going tense, as if he thinks I will scream.  But all I feel is his fingers touching me, and a slight prick of pain, as if he is pinching me, then my hand going numb.

He finishes, and when he bandages my hand, he searches my face, looking for pain that should be there.

He looks really confused, but he does not question me.

"Where are your other injuries?" he asks.

"I think my ankle is sprained or broken."

"Which one?"

"The right one."

He reaches out and gingerly touches my ankle.  I can only feel the warmth of his fingers contrast to my low body temperature.

His fingers probe my ankle, and he says, "It's fractured, but it is thankfully set properly, so I don't have to re-break it."

I nod.

"Can you take off your shirt?" he asks.

"No!" I shout, too quickly.

"Show me where your injuries are."

"No."

"Please."

"No."

"Please Di Angelo."

"No."  I can feel tear prick my eyes as I remember the torture that I went through in Tartarus, and the Labyrinth.

Will notices this and quickly says, "Okay, okay, it's fine you don't have to."

"Sorry, I shouldn't be this weak." I say in a soft, barely audible voice.

"No, your not being was, you're really strong.  You are the first demigod to make it out of that place alive, and to do it alone, that was really brave."  Will whispers and wraps his arms around me.

I try really hard not to cry, but it is almost impossible.  

When I realize that I'm crying, I try to pull myself from Will's grasp, but I'm so weakened that I can't.  

I eventually realize this, and bury my face in Will's shoulder.

He doesn't protest, although he does seem shock by my actions.

In a second, he pulls me into his lap.

I barely notice because I am trying so hard not to just break down and tell him everything.  

I fail.

"Can you take me to the Hade's cabin?" I ask, my voice muffled by Will.

"Sure." is his reply as he picks my up.

We are silent until we reach my cabin and we get to the door.

"Put me down please." I request.

"Alright." he says putting me down softly.

I open the door to my cabin and sit down on my bed, motioning for Will to sit down beside me.  I throw a black blanket in front of the window so there is no way to see inside, and go lock the door.

Then I start telling him about my life.

I tell him about Italy, the Lotus Casino, and when Bianca died.

Then when I start to tell him about how I was tortured in the Labyrinth, he looks like he wants to murder someone.  

I stop, uncertain of why his expression changed so suddenly.

"I'm not mad at you Nico, you didn't do anything wrong."

"Then what are you mad at?"

"I'm mad at who hurt you."

"You are?"

"Why wouldn't I be?  You didn't do anything to them and yet they just go and hurt you to get information that you didn't even have."

"O-okay then."

I continue to explain how life on the streets was.  I even tell him thing I would not ever tell anyone else.

He reaches out and embraces me in a huge hug.

"It's okay.  It'll be alright.  He can't get you here." he whispers softly in my ear.

I calm down and continue telling him about how I convinced Percy to go in the river, and I talk about being captured and torture for 9 months before I was put in the bronze jar.

When I get to the time I got to camp, I am full-out sobbing.

He comforts me while I sob.

When I calm down, I show him all of my scars.

He gasps. "How many do you have?"

"2586"

"Do both the camps combined even have that many?"

I shake my head, "I asked around.  Both camps combined have 1978."

He stares at me shocked for a second, then encases me in a bone-crushing hug.

He holds me until I fall asleep.

 Hope it was ok.  See u again

-Bye

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