Chapter 20
Eliza whimpers and i go into the bathroom behind her. I push open the door and she's standing there perilized looking at something in the back corner where the sink is. Her hands are shaking and her eyes are wide with fear.
"Eliza," I say. She doesn't move. She just keeps staring. I walk over to see what she could be looking at and It's Nico. he's on the bathroom floor with a needle sticking out of his arm and blood dripping down his lip. There's cuts all over his arm and he is breathing, but barely.
"Liza go get my siblings," I say sternly. She dosen't move. "Eliza, NOW." I repeat. That gets her running and she takes off towards the infirmary. I bend down and pick up my boyfriend's limp body and carry him to his bed. I take the needle out of his arm and put it on the napkin with the bloody blade that was in his hand. I take off his jacket and shirt and see more cuts on his torso. Kayla and Jonathan come in but I ignore them. They hand me supplies when I ask for it, but other than that they stand and watch. I clean the cuts and bandage him. I use an Apollo spell to see what drug he'd injected into his body. Heroin.
"Fuck Nico!" I yell. He'd overdosed. "We need to get him to the infirmary stat!" I yell to my siblings. They help me lift him onto the stretcher and they run him down to the infirmary while I clean up his cabin. I slowly follow behind them knowing they'll take good care of him and needing a break. I rub my hands over my face and through my hair. How could I let him get that bad? What did I do to make him feel like he had to do that? Oh my gods I'm such a horrible boyfriend. I walked down to the infirmary with a mix of depressing songs mingled in my head. Kindly calm me down, by Megan Trainor. Cancer, the twenty one pilots version. Waving through a window, from dear Evan Hansen. And a couple others. Perks of being an Apollo kid, you always have mosaic stuck in your head and you can name almost any song. Note the sarcasm. I know what your thinking, Will isn't a sarcastic person… but I am fucking scared. He overdosed so deal with my sarcasm. There'd be a chance that he'd die and I don't know what I'd do with myself if he did. But he was breathing when I'd found him so that chance would be low. I made it to the infirmary and walked to the back where I heard a ruckus going on and my siblings yelling to each other in haste. Please be okay, I thought.
I walked in and my siblings stopped working and let me through. I finished hooking him up to an IV and several other wires. I looked at them in a way that they knew to leave the room when they saw it and I was left alone with Nico.
I held his hand and leaned back in the chair and just cried. I sobbed probably the loudest in my life. I cried more than when my mom first dumped me at camp. I needed him to be okay. He had to be. I couldn't live without him. It wasn't possible. Nico was my everything. Before I'd met him most of the time I'd been depressed. I'd help out and do my job and stuff but I was never really happy unless I was with my friends. And they were all gone on quests most of the time with the whole Gaea thing. And the Titan war. But then Nico had come along and he was the light of my life. I don't know how I'd lived without him before.
I remembered that when him and Bianca had first come to camp I'd wanted to be best friends with him so badly. He was a cute little nerd that was obsessed with Myth-O-Magic like me as a kid. I had felt some sort of pull towards him as a kid. Like Aphrodite wanted us to be together. since our childhoods.
I rested my head on the side of the bed and squeezed his hand as hard as I could. Eventually, I fell sleep.
Nico pov
I felt like I'd just gotten hit by a truck over, and over again. My head buzzed with a constant headache and I hear the beeps of the machines in the infirmary. Why the fuck was I in the infirmary. I opened my eyes and the harsh white room flashed before me.
"Gods dammit!" I cursed. I tried to sit up but there were wires holding me back.
I noticed Will in the chair next to my bed with his feet on the chair and his knees to his chest. His head was buried in his knees and his hair flooded over so I couldn't see his face. It seemed as though he was crying as his body was shaking violently with what I could only assume were sobs.
"Will," I said. He looked up and his eyes were red and puffy and his cheeks, tear stained. He stood up and grabbed at the roots of his golden hair and started pacing.
"NICO FOR HERAS SAKE WHY WOULD YOU DO SOMETHING LIKE THAT. YOU SCARED ME SO FUCKING BAD I THOUGHT YOU WERE GOING TO DIE YOU IDIOT! YOU SAID THAT YOU'D COME TO ME." He yelled as soon as he realized I was actually awake and he wasn't hallucinating. Tears welled up in my eyes, remembering what had happened earlier. I looked down at my arms and they were bandaged and had all sorts of wires sticking out of them. Will paused his pacing and came to sit in the bed with me.
"Nico, baby, I'm sorry, I'm so so sorry I yelled. I love you so much, please don't ever do that again you scared me so much Neeks." He said. He started crying again and I did my best to try and hug him with all of my wires. He stood up and I thought he was gonna leave but he just started taking all the wires out. Then he properly hugged me. I pulled him as close to me as I could and he sat down and pulled me on his lap so he was cradling me and my head was buried in his neck. He sniffed my hair and rested his chin on the top of my head.
"I-I'm s-sorry W-wil-ll," I muttered into his neck. He kissed the top of my head and rocked me.
"I-I thin-nk I'm-m gonna-a throw- u-up" I said. He picked me up and carried me to the rooms bathroom and closed the door behind us. He put me down and as soon as he opened the toilet I started heaving the contents of my stomach. That wasn't much. After the first couple heaves it was all stomach acid and dry heaving. My throat stung from the acid and my head hurt like a bitch. Will was there the whole time. He rubbed my back and continued pushing the hair that was sticking to my forehead with sweat away as it kept falling.
"I'm so so-r-r-ry" I cry and then I immediately dry heave again.
"It's okay baby. Your okay. That's all that matters. We'll talk about it later when your feeling better. And if you think I'm letting you out of my sight you must be hallucinating." Will said to me. he squeezed my hand and helped me up to brush my teeth. after that he helped me back to bed and we crawled into it together. He put the IV back in my arm but the rest of the cords stayed out. Eventually, we both fell asleep in each other's warm embrace.
IM BACK MUTHAFUCKAS. I died and was reincarnated like Jesus. Im a modern day jesus. (not actually to all you super religious catholics out there who consider blasphemy a sin like my parents who would make me go to confession if they know i waswriting this.) AAAAAANYways I was back in a psyc ward yayyyyyy, so like skirt skirt. also i would like to inform you all that I will TRY to do a weekly update. not any particular day because I am lazy and dont like things to be the same. but. Merry christman y'all, as of the Holiday break this story will be a year old and i'm so proud of myself! (didnt aaaactually post it until february but i started writing it last christmas) but technicalitlies blah.
anyways please dont kill me for not updating and leavong a cliffhanger. although i wouldnt actuall mind, but youd have all my friends who are obsessed over this story trying to kill you. id not suggest it. AAAAnyways happy holidays you crazy solangelo shippers ~ Luka
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