AN: This is my First Fanfiction. Please Read and Review. Critism and Flames are Accepted Hope you Like it!
Disclaimer: I do not own the Percy Jackson series or the characters.
Silena has been missing something ever since the tragedy of Beckendorf's death. Some days she woke up depressed, other days, she was just plain out of it. Then, one day, that all changed. Silena guessed her mother was feeling a little bored, and threw Nico Di Angelo her way. That night, is one she will never forget.
SILENA POV
It was one of those nights when I was out of it; thinking of what was my Beckendorf. It was my fault he died. I had to be a stupid spy. I didn't deserve to live. I wish I could take his place. I zoned out and continued to walk aimlessly until my path was interrupted by a tall, dark mass. I looked up to see warm brown eyes peering into mine.
He peered down at me and harshly uttered, "Watch It."
I began to focus, and realized it was Nico I had run into. We never have really shared any conversations together, and I didn't know much about him. I never had noticed how his eyes seemed to gleam in the moon light. Black also seemed to accent his skin tone, and add to his ominous look. My mother was definitely playing with me tonight.
I realized we were just standing there, so I finally decided to counter his comment.
"You know, you don't always have to be so mean. You could try being nice once and a while."
He seemed to stand there, and ponder this statement, like it was new, foreign territory to him. The meanness in his face seemed to flee, and his scowl turned into a minor smirk.
"Good to know, I'll try that sometime. You seemed deep into thought, I'm sorry that I interrupted. I'll leave so you can get back to your thinking."
I didn't want him to go. I needed to talk to someone; let all my thoughts out of my head. I just needed someone to talk to, that wouldn't judge me or, just tell me it wasn't my fault. I needed someone to listen, and only listen. And here standing before me, was my opportunity.
Then came the statement that changed my life.
"No wait. Can I talk to you about something."
Nico looked at me blankly. His smirk disappeared and was replaced with confusion, which eventually turned into indifference in a matter of a few seconds. But soon he came up with a reply:
"Uhh sure, I guess. Just as long as you don't tell me I need new clothes."
I offered for us to go over to a boulder near the forest. We sat, and I started to let it all out. All my problems, choices and life changing decisions I had made since I came to camp. I told him everything. Starting from when I decided to be a spy, to when I fell in love with Beckendorf, to when I started to regret my choice to be a spy, and ended with my broken heart. I started to cry somewhere in the middle of it, and Nico comforted me. I never knew the son of Hades had a soft side. It might've just been luck that he was in a good mood, or maybe the tough guy persona is just all an act. From this point on, I always felt like I had a connection with Nico, and that I knew a little secret piece of him everyone else did not even begin to know. Whenever we were together, I could feel a whole in my heart being repaired by those warm brown eyes. I was learning to let go, and the son of Hades was helping me to do so. One shovel at at time, the hole was being filled.
So what do you think? Please give me some feedback! It would be appreciated. I was thinking of writing this in Nico's point of view on his thoughts during this, but I think it might be a bit redundant. Please give me some suggestions!
