As soon as Nico did that he regretted it. Leo's entire body went stiff and flinched so bad, it sounded like he cracked his back. The boy leaped out of bed and out of nowhere, pulled out his long sword. But before Leo could do anything to him, he backed up to what he thought was a safe distance and held his hands up in surrender.
"¿Quién está ahí?! ¿Qué quieres?! ¿Por qué estás aquí?! Muéstrate!" Leo started rambling quickly in Spanish. He was still breathing hard and his voice sounded desperate and strained. Nico could understand a word or two from class. He knew he was asking who he was but he had no clue what else he was saying.
"L-leo, it's just me. It's Nico, okay?"
"N-ni-co-co? ¿Q-qué es-t-tá p-p-pas-pasand-d-do?" Leo's breathing was sounding more strangled again. It sounded like he was having a horrible asthma attack and choking on a large marble at the same time. Nico obviously couldn't leave him to get someone but he couldn't yell and wake up the entire crew. Leo would hate that even more. Still holding his hands up in surrender, Nico made his way towards Leo. As he neared him, Leo staggered forward, collapsed and dropped his sword. Nico just barely caught him and slowly lowered him to the ground.
"Just calm down Leo." He said, awkwardly patting the other boy on the back, "It's um... it's going to be okay." After a while with Leo still mumbling under his breath in Spanish, he stopped and seemed to calm down. Nico backed up again and Leo looked around as if coming out of a daze. Then his eyes met Nico's and he smiled wide.
"Hey, Nico."
"Cut the crap, Valdez! What was that?" Nico asked. To be honest, he was a bit concerned for the other boys mental health. He was pretty much having a panic attack one second and smiling like none of the worlds problems existed the next. He had seen his face. The millions of feelings in his eyes with the stone cold expression that was supposed to cover it up. It was harsh and frightful but it just another one of his masks. Nico saw the way Leo looked when he wasn't wearing a mask and there weren't any words that could accurately describe it.
"What was what?" Leo asked, breaking Nico away from his thoughts.
"Leo, you were basically just having a panic attack!" Leo's eyes narrowed at this and Nico sighed. As annoying as he could be, he liked the boy, not like that of course... well maybe. Not that he would tell anyone of course. "Look, I won't tell anyone."
"N-noth- *sigh* I just had a bad dream, okay? It was nothing. I'm fine, go back to sleep. I'm... I'm s-sorry I woke you up."
"Leo-"
"Por favor! Please! Just go. I'm fine."
"No, no you're not." Nico thought.
Leo didn't fall asleep again that night. He had dreamed of that day again, except this time he killed him. He didn't just kill him, he beat him to death. Leo pleaded with him, he tried to stop him, explaining, apologizing but he didn't care. It was horrible and to top it off...
AN: Not my best work but what'd yah think? Ima try to finish this as soon as I can so that my Christmas gift can be the fist official continuation story.