It's February Again
Well it's February and Nico's alone. Again. It was February and no one was there but him. He wished that someone had been left to love him but no one was. Not now, not ever. It would just never be that way. Nico thought this month was supposed to be about love. Where was his love? Why didn't anyone love him?
To everyone he was the weird outcast that wore all black and smelled like death, but he couldn't help it. It was his nature. Sometimes Nico wondered if his father had felt the loneliness he felt at one time. He never dwelled on those thoughts long. His father didn't love him and he was the only family he had left.
Nico remembered the good memories of his mother, which were few. Then there were other memories which were just as joyous with a loving Hades and a devoted sister. But as soon as the memories came they disappeared into the deep consciousness of his mind. They were to be long forgotten because all they did was cause pain and Nico didn't like pain.
He suffered it every day when people stared at him weirdly or when he was called a freak or an outcast by Clarisse or some other bully he just happened to know. It hurt him and it made him sad. The things said to him were belittling and demeaning. He just didn't understand why the world was so cruel to people like him. Is that what life is? Being made fun of and pushed away by people you once called friend?
Nico even found Chiron trying to push him away into the outside world, away from the other half-bloods. But Nico always refused to leave when Chiron asked. He had already promised himself that he would not leave so he could come back and find his cabin in the process of being torn down.
Nico had some hope that he would find somebody to love him, but he never did. As soon as they found out who he really was and heard all the rumors… everything went downhill. They would avoid him and it just upset Nico so much to the point that he stopped trying to make friends.
Percy was a good friend but he moved out of state a couple months back. He would come and visit him with Annabeth at his side but he never stayed long. Nico knew that they're friendship was nothing but a pity act. Percy had taken it upon himself to be friends with Nico after he failed to save his sister. But Nico knew that if Bianca hadn't have died that he and Percy would have never been friends.
He often spent his time in the Underworld, away from his father and the spirits in his sanctuary. It was nothing but a small shelter with pictures of his mother and sister, a small bed, and books by the dozen lined against the wall. It was a place to slip away from the evil world above that thought he was a mistake from the time he was born. Often Nico would have to put up with a misguided soul. In fact that very soul visited him everytime he looked in the mirror and Nico absolutely hated it.
But there Nico was, in his cabin, staring at the clock until it chimed midnight. He looked to the calendar. It was the 14th. It had been years since he had received love on this day. He looked sadly to the door, expecting someone to enter and give him a hug and a kiss. But nothing happened and the cabin was as silent as ever. A tear strayed down Nico's pale cheek.
It's February 14th, Valentine's Day, and Nico Di Angelo has no one to turn to for love.
Thank you for taking the time to read this. I had this idea for a while and it turned out pretty good. So Thank You Again.
-77DayDreamer77