I swore loudly. There were so many people to swear at. Eros. Jason Grace. And good old Percy fucking Jackson himself. I punched my pillow, but that did nothing. I punched the wall and split my knuckles open, swearing even louder. That did nothing either so I just flopped down on my bed. Goddamn Eros. Goddamn Jason Grace. Goddamn Percy fucking Jackson.
I never wanted any of this shit. I had no choice. It was just handed to me. Congrats, you're a demigod! Congrats, you're gay! Congrats, the love of your life is so in love with his girlfriend he would quite literally go through hell for her! I wanted to punch the wall again.
There was a knock at the door. I ignored it. They knocked again. I turned to face the wall and examine the bloodstains I left. Whoever it was could knock as much as they bloody wanted to, I wasn't going to open the door.
So he took it upon himself to open the door anyway. Arrogant, nosy bastard.
"Nico? Are you okay?" he asked. I didn't answer. I heard him come all the way into my room and shut the door behind him. Goddamn son of Jupiter.
"Nico, come on. Talk to me." He pleaded, only making me angrier. Just because he happened to know something about me didn't mean he could come barging into my room and try to talk to me about it. Forget about hitting the wall. I wanted to hit him.
"This is what friends are for." He said and I just couldn't take it anymore. I leapt out of my bed, facing him for the first time.
"Listen closely because I am not going to say this again." I warned him through my teeth to keep from flat-out screaming. "I don't want to talk about it. I will never want to talk about it. In fact, it would be best for both of us if you never mentioned it again." He looked a little scared, which pleased me in a sick sort of way. "Oh, and one last thing: we are not friends. I have always been alone and I want it to stay that way. Are we clear?"
"But-" he tried to protest. I grabbed my sword off my nightstand and pointed it at him.
"Are. We. Clear?" I spat. He nodded. I gestured to the door with my sword and he left as fast as he could. I fell back onto my bed with a big sigh
I still wanted to hit something.