Don't worry kids, Percy's gonna get his crap together. After he meets Luke and gets over his slight guy crush on Nico. I don't really know where I'm going with that, actually, but I do know he'll be over it pretty soon.
On with the chapter.
Chapter 5: Angry
Dinner with my friends was great. I left my house, and left my drunken stupor back at my house. Everyone assumed I'd been with my mother, because that's what I told them.
"Hey Percy." Bianca whispered to me seductively. I'd offered to give her, Thalia and Jason a ride in my car. Nico had the twins, Piper and Leo, so his car was filled to the max. Riley had Hazel, Frank, and Clarisse, while Beckondorf decided to drive himself, Silena and Chris.
We got to Olympus and I must, we all did clean up well. The valet guys nearly fainted when we all pulled up and I laughed, just telling them that I was Poseidon's son and I was having a party. They let us in immediately.
I could not take my eyes off of Bianca. Her hair was dark, like Nico's but she had a few russet brown natural highlights in them, and her eyes were spotted with little flecks of gold. She had on a velvet colored dress with a deep red color, it looked like earth rocks not blood, lipstick. Her hair was pulled up on top of her head in a clip thing and she was wearing diamonds, from her father. She looked like a model.
Nico and I hadn't actually talked since Wednesday, but I could tell he was pissed about me staring at his sister. He looked really odd, wearing black dress pants, a black dress shirt and a blood red tie. He announced to us all that his father had picked it out.
Riley looked fantastic also, and Nico would momentarily stop staring at me staring at his sister to stare at her. She was wearing this professional knee length light pink dress that matched the every present blush on her face so perfectly, I think she did it on purpose. It had ruffles at the bottom and a black belt thing at the waist, her hair was just in a simple high ponytail, and I took all this in, along with how hot her legs looked in those red bottom heels, at the same time as Nico.
I ordered a glass of champagne at the same time he ordered a glass of wine.
We scowled at each other for a moment, but I couldn't hold mine up due to the fact that his lips looked so full and red from him chewing on them. I was disgusting, I was disgusted, and so I looked away.
"This is so cool Percy!" Riley squealed from the end of the table. She looked like a kid in a candy store and I couldn't help but smile at her.
"It really is." I muttered, looking around. I hadn't been in Olympus since I was 13 and at that time it had just stared out, it wasn't nearly as fancy as it is now.
"Yeah, Perce. This is totally swank." Hazel smiled at me. Travis and Conor nodded in agreement and I loved their praise, it felt good on my skin.
Nico didn't say anything, even after I'd had this totally weird conversation with Jason. It was weird because it was more like the playful banter I used to have with Nico, before Annabeth, before these weird ass feelings he was giving me in my chest.
"Jackson, I can't believe your dad let us all here for free!" Jason had sighed. The waitress bringing his food was curvy, tan and nothing but legs. Her blonde hair fell down her back in waves and her green eyes sparkled like a cat's. But Jason wasn't paying attention, he was looking at me like I was this almighty hero or something, kind of like I used to look at Nico, when he told me that Annabeth wasn't worth a goddamn thing. Bianca caught me staring and I hear her growl.
"Me either. Son of a bitch has a conscience I guess." I shrugged and he laughed. He laughed and I hated the way it sounded because he sounded like a wannabe. Wannabe who, I'll never know, but a poser nonetheless.
"He probably grew one after your mom got her deal and married Paul."
"I bet. I should go kick him in the balls, huh?" everyone laughed except Nico and the fact that he didn't find it funny only alerted me to the act that he though he needed to worry because he just scowled at him fruit in front of him. I have no idea what the hell he was eating, but it had pomegranates in it. I don't think anyone found it as ironic as I did that he was eating pomegranates when his father's name was Hades.
"Hey Neeks," I started. His head turned really slowly towards me. I'm guessing he had been threatening Frank or something because he was red in face and Frank looked sick.
"Yeah?"
"Don't you find your choice of fruit… ironic?" I said, with a small smirk. He looked down at his bowl, and I saw his lips twitch a little at the edges before he rolled his eyes.
"Nice Perce. That's something I've never hear before. You do realize that pomegranate is my favorite fruit on this planet, right?"
"Are you implying that you've had fruit from other planets?"
"As a matter of fact, I am. I've had fruit from Pluto."
"That's not a planet anymore. And I've had fruit from Neptune."
"I've had fruits from Jupiter!" Thalia and Jason said at exactly the same time, both of them started giggling hysterically.
"Me and Silena had fruit from Venus." Riley chimed.
"Me too!" Piper said.
"Mine came from Mars." Clarisse and Frank grunted together. It was actually funny.
Eventually, as everyone stopped shouting out where the heck their fruit came from, my Uncle Zeus came around our table.
"I take it you're all enjoying yourselves." he asked politely. He had a fading English accent, like my father, but instead of jet black hair his was a chestnut brown and graying at his temples. He was a few years younger than my father, who claimed Zeus purposely dyed his hair a little gray to seem "wise", actually the baby of their family. It was my father, my Aunt Hera, and Aunt Hestia. I had a lot of cousins from him, he always said he wanted a big family. He had 8 kids in all, Dionysus, Aphrodite, Hephaestus, Hermes, Ares, Apollo and Artemis (who are twins) and Athena, who all their own kids who were all around the ages of 10 or 11.
"Yeah. This is great Zeus." Nico said. He was probably closer to my family than I was, which was strange, but then again, Hades and I got on pretty well, and I had absolutely loved his mother Maria like she was my cool older sister.
"Glad you're enjoying yourself Nico. Care to introduce me to your friends?" he suggested, gesturing widely to our whole table and only really speaking to Nico, but glancing in my general direction.
"Yeah, sure. Perce?" Nico looked up at me, his skin was pale and he had this crooked grin on his face. His shirt was a scary contrast to his skin and I wished I had worn something cool like him, my white shirt and blue tie were generic, generic and plain and always around and becoming dull and boring and I wanted to rip it all off as I thought about it.
"Um, Uncle Zeus, this is Travis and Conor Stoll, Riley Champion, um, Jason and Thalia Grace, Frank Zhou, Hazel's boyfriend, Rachel- Elizabeth Dare, Charles Beckondorf, Silena Beauregard, Clarisse la Rue, Chris Rodriguez, and you already know Bianca and Hazel." I said quickly. Everyone gave their little introductions of "Hello" and "Nico to meet you" and "Thanks for letting us come" except for Clarisse who just nodded and Riley who squealed and said: "Oh thank you thank you thank you, Mr.- Mr. Zeus. This is beyond amazing!"
"Well it was a pleasure meeting you all. Has your father come 'round yet, Perseus?"
"Nah, was he supposed to?"
"I just assumed… Anyway, good night all. I shall see you all again soon, hopefully. I'd just love it if Percy brought you all 'round more often." He said and waved, walking away.
"Okay, Percy, I hate to say this, but your uncle- it probably the hottest 30 something year old… ever. Hotter than freaking Brad Pitt and you know how much I dig him." Rachel said immediately. Riley looked over at her and nodded her head with wide eyes, while Piper giggled and Clarisse rolled her eyes.
"This is so fucking fantastic!" Beckondorf groaned, stuffing his face with some soufflé. Silena gave him the evil eye and Chris laughed loudly enough to get the attention of some adults.
I found out our waitress's name was Jenny.
Jenny was apparently from Hollywood… Florida, like 10 blocks away from the beach, and she moved to New York to study art. She was 20 years old, and she had just been dumped by her boyfriend. I learned all of this while making "small talk" with her as she repeatedly filled my flute with champagne. After about 5 glasses, I switched to some really strong wine and by the end of the night I was tipsy, and I had Jenny's phone number in my pocket, with Bianca holding onto my arm, giggling and trying to keep me from stumbling around.
"I'm taking Percy back to his place." She announced suddenly. Nico glared at me, his eyes wide, nostrils flared, back rigid and l knew he was sober. I shrugged, like it didn't matter, but I could feel the heat of his Death Glare of Doom as I walked towards my car.
Bianca drove me home, alright.
As soon as we walked through the doors, I dragged her with me into the basement. That smashed glass was still shattered everywhere and the place reeked of alcohol and I liked it. Out lips crashed together, hers were warm and plush but anything but gentle. I wove my fingers through her hair, pulling out the little clips she'd used to hold it back, and she licked my lips and sucked on my tongue, making me gasp into the kiss.
I loosened my tie with my free hand, and also unzipped her dress, liking the way the material piled on the floor.
"Nico is so going to kick my ass." I mumbled.
_Drowning_
Thank the gods for Fridays, right? Because if it wasn't Saturday I'd have the worst day at school ever. I didn't want to not show up anyway, because then I'd have a hell of a lot of homework to make up.
Nico called me about a thousand times after I woke up. I was passed out on the couch in the basement with a blanket pulled up over my ass and a note next to my head.
Better than I expected from my brother's best friend. Wanna do it again sometime? 555-2367
-Bianca
And so it had finally happened. I'd taken Nico's sister home and banged her in my parent's house right under their noses. I vaguely remember her telling me she was on the pill, but I know it didn't matter because I pulled out anyway.
Ew.
First message: Okay, so Bianca told my parents she would be at our house to stay for the week, and I haven't seen her since the freaking restaurant bro. I hope you didn't like, throw up on her or something. Call me back, di Angelo.
Second message: Right. So. Persephone just cussed me out because Bianca wasn't home yet. If she's nursing your sorry ass and you don't wanna let her leave, cool. But pick up the effing phone and tell me that so I can lie to the 'rents. Call me, di Angelo.
Third message: Oh my fucking gods Jackson! I swear if you're banging my sister right now, I will personally come and kill the shit outta your ass. You ain't even got 7 minutes, let alone seven days you ass. Call me the fuck back, di Angelo.
Fourth message: I'm driving to you fucking house right fucking now you stupid prick. I am going to arrive in no less than two minutes after this message is sent. I hope you have a fucking gun or some shit because I am going to fuck. You. Up. Fuck you, sincerely from your best effing friend whose sister you just screwed, you freaking ninny, di Angelo.
All of those. Messages. From Nico. di Angelo. Who I'm sure is going to keep his word.
My phone started ringing.
"H-Hello?" I asked wearily.
"Percy fucking Jackson! How the hell have you been you cocky fucked up prick who just shoved himself into my fucking sister? You know, I was beginning to worry that you'd never get any pussy again after Annabeth. But I guess you've made a full recovery, ditching school, drinking, hanging with your friends, fucking my fucking sister. You wanna smoke a joint later?" he said, deadly calm. My hand was shaking.
"Hey Neeks." I said nervously. He laughed harshly and I could picture him rolling his eyes.
"Get your ass into the kitchen." He grumbled, and hung up.
I put on my underwear from last night, and walked up the stairs. I didn't pay attention to the fact that my head was throbbing like nobody's business, and I didn't pay attention to how much I needed some vodka or how much I really wanted to go swimming or to the fact that I looked like shit and Nico already looked like the Ghost King or something.
He was sitting at the island in our kitchen on one of the bar stools, nursing a glass of orange juice, and eating one of my mom's special oatmeal raisin cookies like he used to when we were freshman. He'd tell my mom it was all me, too. He was still in his pajama bottoms, black sweatpants, but he'd slipped on a black t-shirt that I'd actually left at his shirt. It had that IronMan heart thing on it.
"What the hell Percy?" he asked quietly. Nico looked absolutely dead as he looked up at me. The circles under his eyes that were usually purple had turned a sickly green and gray and his hands were literally shaking as he drank his juice. He looked like bereavement, insomnia, hatred and pure freaking anger all rolled up into one.
"What's up, Neeks? I tried. He brushed his black hair from his even darker eyes and stood up. Though he was thin, and a few months younger than me, he was my height, if not an inch or two taller, and he looked absolutely lethal.
"Cut the shit. I just need to know." He snapped. I winced, trying not to meet his eyes. He looked like a god, like some Adonis just walking the streets. His pants hung lower than usual on his waist, not only giving us a glimpse of his boxers but of a sliver of pale skin too. The shirt was loose on his lithe frame and you could detect the smallest trace of his hip bones through the material.
"Know what?" I asked, avoiding the subject. Needing to look away from those lips and cheeks bones and eyes and everything else that was Nico. Like the fact that he was wearing freaking combat boots with sweatpants and an IronMan t-shirt, how much of a contradiction is that?
"Did you fuck my sister?" he breathed, like the thought pained him. My chest constricted at the sight of him, at the want for him. I felt my ribs concaving on my lungs and I felt the hot burn of insanity crawling up my spine like something from a movie. I watched helplessly as it seared my brain and cracked open like new champagne in my mine. Just a burst of color and pain and little thought. The thoughts I could process were bits and pieces that I'd never decipher.
I stepped forward and smashed my lips against his red puffy ones.
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