New life Ch. 7

Hi! Shout out to Veerayne, ink-cola-koala, corpse blood (like thirty times the charm ;) ) and HannahBananaMcKenzie for reviewing, and all of you that have been so awesome and reviewed and favorited etc. my other stories. If you havent checked them out (although some of them are terrible) please do so :)

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Big shout out to Veerayne again, for giving me Calista ;)

Here's the next chapter, I don't really have a lot to say now except the lemon thingy is gonna happen but as said before its gonna be vague, very vague (mostly because I don't want to write about *gulp*... Certain... Erm, glands muscles and organs, especially when they're... Erm... Active. :P)

Disclaimer!

Before I go off and rant on the forums about stupid disclaimer thingies, how about I just start off by saying I will NEVER own any sort of book related to Rick riordan, except (unofficially, I think,) this fanfic and all of my oneshots and future fics.

Calista knew it was coming, but she couldn't move. She wanted to scream, but she couldnt make a sound, not even a whimper of fright. The sky blue walls darkened with drama that only nightmares possess. The shadows leaned toward the seemingly tall door.

Calista knew, again, it was coming, and she tried with every fibre of her being to try to get out of those invisible bonds so she could run away from that hallway. But invisible hands pushed her onwards to the gloomy room beyond the white door.

And it swung open, revealing the one thing she feared the most. Him. And a rope. Slithering around his neck.

All she could hear was the slow ticking of a clock.

"NOOOOOOO!" she screamed, shooting out from underneath the sheets.

"RYAN!" she screamed at the top of her lungs, which was proceeded by coughing and sobbing.

"RYAN! NO! NO!" she screamed yet again, her throat sore. Crying out again and again, until she noticed the door had slid open.

"shhh, shh, mommys here," she felt slim arms wrap around her, still sobbing, she gasped for air.

"Mom, Ryan!" she cried out desperately, collapsing completely into her mothers arms. Her shoulders shaking, she clawed at her mothers nightgown.

"Ryan..." she weakly said. Still clutching the nightgown, her mother led her down the small staircase to the kitchen. With one Hand, her mother put the milk in the kettle and turned the stove on.

Once the warm milk was finished, she went to her room drinking the warm liquid.

"hey! Calista! No drinking upstairs!" her mother pointed out and calista rolled her eyes, which were still puffy from crying because of her nightmare, that happened to be true.

As the image of her brother filled her thoughts, she felt more tears over flowing from her eyes.

"honey... What's wrong? Are you bleeding? Did you get cut?" her mom asked with concern.

"No." she paused, "Ryan." she croaked, taking a sip of her drink to cure her dehydration. Her mother's eyes clouded over when calista said her brothers name.

Calistas mother, kione, clenched her jaws.

"mom, we need to talk about him! Dont start walking away..." calista said, trying to pull her mother back to the kitchen.

"no calista! Your brother betrayed us! Do you know how selfish he was to take his own life?"

"he wasn't being selfish! You were! You're always away from home, Ryan was getting worse and worse, and I was the only one that noticed! When I told you, you refused to send him to the psychiatrist, instead you used the money that I had been SAVING to pay dr. Chiron for a session on a fucking massage!" calista screamed.

"calista, go to your room, and don't EVER use that language in this household ever again!" calistas mother ordered, taking the two ceramic mugs and putting them in the dishwasher.

"goodnight, kione." calista bitterly muttered, refusing her mother her title.

Calista ran up to her room, crying for the loss of her brother, soon her brown eyes were tinted red. She feigned sleep until she heard her parent's bedroom door close, and she whipped out her phone and went under the covers and started texting James. Although they were cousins, they were also good friends.

'hey, u awake?'

After a minute or so, she got her reply.

'yeah, FaceTime?'

'sure, just a min.'

She tapped her finger on the icon representing the Skype-like invention from apple and stared tiredly at her cousin, soon noticing that his eyes were red and swollen and his hair was a bit ruffled.

"nightmare?" the blond whispered in a monotone.

"yep. And you?" she whispered back.

"M-mom is sending me too a camp" he said shakily. Why would he be so shaken up over a camp?

"what? What kind of camp?"

He took a deep breath.

"r-re-orientation." he said just as shakily as before, and he burst into tears. Oh... OH. Woah.

"w-what? Your gay?" she sputtered.

"well, I should have expected that, seeing as you were eying that blond guy in dance..." she trailed off.

"wait, you saw that?" he said, unbelieving. Calista was about to answer, but then he continued, realizing what blond she was talking about.

"he's, he's how my mom found out..." he said thoughtfully, his eyes still watering.

"wait, were you to... Er... You know..." she said, using a particular two-handed gesture.

"oh, god no! I barely even know him!" although he completely disagreed with most of the bible's teachings, he had picked up the one about the taboo of having sex before marriage (or, he improvised, when he found 'the one').

"well, we seemed to be going there..." he admitted to his cousins gaze that clearly said 'tell me the truth, or else I'll nail you to the cross.'

"... And she kinda walked in on us... Without us noticing." he said hesitantly. He was finally calming down,- well the most you could calm down after being ordered to go to a camp with 'camp councilors' that were told to fix something that didn't need fixing, because it was perfect the eat it was.

"I can't do it cals, I can't go, I have a Boyfriend no-" he started, his 'shit's-hit-the-fan' levels rising again. He stopped after boyfriend, remembering what luke had said, and a bitter and heart-broken look spread across his face.

Sighing, calista looked at her clock. 5:58 AM.

"holy crap, it's 6AM, I gotta go James, calm down, we'll talk tommorow." she said hurriedly, ending her session after the farewells, she closed her eyes and let the retreating moonlight wash over her as she fell asleep.

Nico sat on his bed in persephone's apartment, thinking about how much he had screwed up. He had texted Thalia a billion times but there was no answer, until, someone answered for her. He felt a buzzing in his pocket and pulled his phone out. It was annabeth.

'wht did u do to make Thalia so depressed Nico?'

He didn't answer, instead, he tried to push away the tangs of guilt, and opened up his computer and went on his Facebook. He hadn't been on Facebook for the past two or three months, and he thought he should see what everyone had been doing (he was to busy with his abusive dad to know what his friends were doing.) he looked curiously at the notices, and saw that annabeth and Rachel had deleted their accounts. I guess they grew out of it. He mused.

He decided to look at his remaining Facebook-junkie friend; thalia's wall to see if he could apologize there.

Holy. Crap.

Her wall was littered with hundreds of comments on her things, when he looked closer he gaped. All of those comments were insults, hate messages and even a death threat. There were to many to consider good for the owner of the account's mental health.

Without thinking, he typed up something on her wall.

'she isn't a bitch or whore, she's one of the nicest people I know. And i know for sure she isnt a lesbian or a cross dresser. Back off.'

He sighed when he realized what he had typed. Great, now there are gonna be rumors that we're together, not like Percy would care... He thought glumly.

'I'm really sorry thalia.' he typed, thinking that maybe she would see it.

He thought about typing something up in her chat about Percy, but thought otherwise.

Percy will never care for me as much as I care for him, he mused despisedly. He pressed the 'post on Thalia grace's wall' button, and he closed his laptop.

Before he went to sleep, he opened up his phone and texted Thalia one final message.

'y didn't u tell me? I could help u with those bastards.'

'ditto, y wont u let me help u? I'm a grace Nico, we have to be brave.' she responded, for the first time that day.

'being brave doesnt mean letting people hurt u, it means standing up 4 ur self, and don't give me that 'Im a grace' crap, thalia.' he didn't wait for a reply, he instead called called percy.

"hello?" percys beautiful voice answered

"percy, look on thalia's facebook profile." he supplied, and hung up, too tired to talk. So he turned off his light and went to sleep.

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