Trigger Warning: Self harm.

I cannot stress this enough, if you or someone you know is harming themselves in any way, please seek help immediately. Things only get worse, take it from someone who knows firsthand. Reach out for help, before something happens. If you need someone to talk to my email can be found on my account. Disclaimer: I do not own Percy Jackson.

"PERCY!" I roared. Percy ran off giggling. Yes, giggling.

Percy had pushed Will and I into the lake. He was so going to die later.

Will, who had already climbed out of the water and removed his wet shirt, held out his hand to help me up. I hesitated.

I might have a small (okay, fucking huge) crush on him. The way his blue eyes sparkled in the sun, how cute he looked with his blonde hair hanging in those eyes.

I was totally falling for him.

I reluctantly took his hand. He pulled me out of he water.

Electricity sparked between us.

I couldn't help but stare at his toned six pack abs.

I was brought back to reality when I doubled over in a coughing fit.

"Let's get you some dry clothes."

I nodded in agreement.

He walked me back to my cabin.

He followed me inside.

"Don't you need to get changed too?"

"I dry quickly." He stated.

His clothes were indeed dry.

I scrambled for an excuse to make him leave while I changed.

"Don't you have to go back to the infirmary?" I asked weakly.

"Nope, not until tomorrow." He chirped.

I began to hyperventilate.

Will seemed to notice this because he asked "What's wrong?"

"Nothing." I lied.

"Don't lie to me Nico, I want to help you." He said sternly.

When I didn't respond, he began to guess.

"Are you hiding an injury?"

I considered lying then nodded.

"Show me," he demanded.

I shook my head frantically.

He waited. When I didn't comply, he strode over to me.

He began peeling my wet shirt off of me.

"What are you - no, stop." I pleaded.

He gasped. He had removed my shirt and was now staring at my bare chest.

I had cut again after several months clean. This time worse than ever before. Three giant gashes.

"Nico, these are deep and they look infected too. What monster give you these?"

I didn't respond for a short while before answering "Me."

"Nico…"

Will went into my bathroom and returned with a first aid kit and some ambrosia.

He handed me the ambrosia. "Eat." He said simply, before proceeding to clean and bandage my cuts.

Afterwards he just held me tenderly.

"Next time you feel the urge come and talk to me first, okay? People care about you."

"I love you." I blurted out.

He surprised me, he replied "I love you too."

We fell asleep in each other's arms that night.

The wasn't the last time I cut, but, Will and I, we worked through it together.