MR. Nicoll

Mr Nicoll was in the emergency room of the hospital, beside his son's bed. It was just 8 pm. His son was rushed to the emergency room after he got a bad case of diarrhea.

He sighed and rubbed his eyes tiredly. He glanced over another patient. He was old and looks like he's going to die at any moment. He sighed. He shouldn't care about other's people problems. His eyes drooped and without realizing it, he fell asleep.

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He woke up to the sound of people entering the room. He blinked his eyes groggily. A nurse was escorting a man, I mean—teenager looking about 19 years old.

"Mr. Jones, your son is here" The nurse said to the patient he glanced earlier. The old man didn't seem to hear her so the nurse repeated it again.

The old man—Mr. Jones nodded weakly and reached out a hand seeking for his son.

The nurse ushered the man and the man—I mean teenager (he looks so much like a man).

The teenager sat on the chair beside the bed.

Mr. Nicoll gasped. The teenager was good looking. He has windblown black hair. And his eyes…he'd never forget those unique sea green eyes.

He was looking at his former troublemaker student.

Percy Jackson.

He had grown so much. From the small, lanky boy to this tall,lean man-(teenager).

He remembered what the nurse said. The man being Percy's father. His brows furrowed. He remembered past back at Yancy. He remembered Percy not having a father. So who was this? .

Had he finally found his long lost father or was this his stepfather?

He watched silently as the nurse got out of the room, leaving Percy and his father for some privacy.

He watched as Percy hold his father's hand tightly.

He watched as Percy whispered him comforting words.

He watched and didn't fall asleep.

Percy had held his father's hand until morning, still whispering some words of comfort. He held his father's hand until it went limp.

He felt a surge of pity.

He stayed silent as Percy called the nurse as his father died. The nurse came in and they took the body away.

Percy didn't follow them.

The nurse came back.

She offered words of condolence but Percy interrupted him.

"Who was that man?" He asked. The nurse gaped at him in surprise as was Mr. Nicoll. That wasn't his father?

"I thought he was your father." The nurse stammered out. Percy shook his head.

"Nope, I've never seen him before in my life"

Mr. Nicoll's surprise grew. Percy never knew him. Then why did he stayed up all night for him. Why DIDN'T he say anything.

The nurse voiced his thoughts.

Percy shrugged. " When the man didn't realize I wasn't his son, I knew how much he needed his son at that moment and I wasn't going to ruin that for him".

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Percy had left. Mr Nicoll was still in shock.

Percy had changed much. Not just physically.

But now that he think about it again. Percy had always been nice. He befriended a bullied kid which made him being bullied too.

He was so selfless now.

He held a dying man's hand throughout the whole night, not caring if he didn't get any sleep. He didn't even know the man.

Yet he was there, comforting him.

Percy is nice.

And maybe… Mr. Nicoll can forgive him for calling him an old sot 7 years ago.

HEY!

I felt a sudden urge to write a story like this.

You know…like Percy's past teachers,friend,classmate,bullies or anyone see him do good deeds or doing something good for them.

SHOULD I CONTINUE THIS?

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Thanks )

-Rose