It's like she never was here. She left nothing with me; she just was gone.
Thalia Grace left me without even saying good-bye. The problem is, I loved her. I loved Thalia Grace, daughter of Zeus, hunter of Artemis, and she left us all because she didn't want to have the world on her shoulders.
"But Thalia… You just can't LEAVE like that!" I shouted at her on the beach after she'd just told me her crazy idea.
"Yeah, I can, Ghostboy. Percy can have the prophecy." She said calmly, gazing up at the millions of stars blazing in the sky. Her black hair was flattened on the sand, her blue eyes peaceful, her lips covered with black lip stick.
"Thalia… If you leave…." I mumbled, "You can't leave…."
"C'mon Nico, I told you because I thought you would be okay with it." She explained to me, turning her head, her startling blue eyes staring into my eyes.
"You're leaving the fate of the world on P-Percy!"
"I know; he can handle it! He's had the world on his shoulders before!" She started to get sparked up, little tiny shocks of electricity coming from her finger tips.
Thalia and I had made a secret friendship after the night I'd freaked out on Percy. We bumped into each other as I'd ran away and we got talking. She was the daughter of Zeus, and she decided that I was a son of Hades, which creeped me out a lot; the way she just knew. She and I just clicked and that night I knew we were meant for each other. We'd had secret meetings on the beach like this so many times; Thalia promised to keep our friendship a secret from everyone and she was doing a pretty good job doing it.
"Percy killed my sister Thalia! How can we trust him!"
"Just like you can trust me, Nico. You… You just know."
"Thalia…. Thalia, I am barely eleven, you are what, almost sixteen? I don't get this stuff just yet! I'm too young get anything yet! This-"
"You're not too young to understand, Nico… This is the time right now to learn what's happening, what's right and wrong, what's what. You need to learn it now or you'll never learn it at all."
There she went again, confusing me and maybe herself, but somehow – some way – what she said would eventually come true, or make sense. She would be right, I could just tell right now. I would need to learn how terrible and horrendous the world of us demigods already was and what was to become of it.
"Well, Nico di Angelo, I'm gonna get going. Don't stay out her too long or the harpies' catch you." She smiled to me one last time, stood up with amazing grace, and pranced off into the forest until she turned around to say, "Meet me here tomorrow night, ten o'clock, so we can talk again." And she was finally off to sleep.
I was really tempted to follow her, absolutely, but then I realized what really happened. Thalia Grace wanted me to get my mind off of her so when Percy Jackson died, I would be ready to be the child of the prophecy.
That was the first night Thalia and I had ever spoken, had a real conversation, for that matter.
Thalia and I never talked the next night.
Thalia and I never talked until the Titan war last year.
Thalia and I had been in love ever since.
