Chapter 6:

Disclaimer: maybe I should start saying discLAMER. Anyway, I, dark-rebellion di angelo, do not own PJO or any of the amazing characters.

A/N: okay, I will post this, but for the next chapter, I will need at least 5 reviews. I won't post until I get at least 5 okay? In other news, did anyone cry over the last chapter? I did. If you did cry, tell me and ill give you a shout out!

CAS' POV

Four days since his death. I cry myself to bed at night. My cabin mates don't hear me though. I usually go deep into the woods to do it. I hadn't talked at all since his death. I barely eat. Its usually a grape or something. Heck, I would barely even drink water. Chiron came up to me one day, concerned for me.

"Cassidy? Are you sure you're not hungry?" I shook my head, "Not even a little bit?" once again, I shook my head. People tried to comfort me, but I just pushed them away. Nico didn't even try to comfort me. I shouldn't have expected him too. Maybe it was because he pulled me away from... the body. I don't know. I don't even like Nico. He's rude, arrogant, cocky. He is constantly making out with some low life chick, desperate for attention. Who knows what else he does with those girls. Should they even be label as girls? They are a disgrace to females. Anyway, I didn't go to any of my classes, like I was supposed to. I had taught myself how to sword fight. I also taught myself how to use an arrow and a dagger. I practiced at around 2 in the morning, so just about everyone was asleep. I was supposed to stay in the Hermes cabin, and usually I do, but sometimes, I would either sleep in the forest secretly hoping to die, or not sleep at all. People looked at me weird, and some even made fun of the "freak". I'd prefer they call me something I actually am. A terrible person. Actually, I wish they wouldn't even acknowledge me. Some people put in my spot would commit suicide, but I knew better. There were 2 reason why I won't do such a thing. 1. I would hate him if he did that when I died, had I died first, which I should have. And 2. I'd rather be killed than kill myself, its more honorable. I officially have 0 friends and no family. One day, some idiot thought it would be funny to bring up the incident.

"Hey! It's a shame that kid Joseph was killed huh Eddie? " he said loudly as I passed by. Without warning, I pulled out my knife, had him pinned to the ground. I. Was. Pissed.

"What was that" I said through gritted teeth, trying not to kill this guy. Those were the first words I'd said in a while, and my voice sounded foreign. By now, a crowd had formed. The guy I pinned gulped, not expecting the sudden attack.

"Well, I... I said it wa...was a... a shame your brother died." he said, panic audible in his voice. I brought my knife close to his cheek, the sharp blade hovering about his pale face. I so badly wanted to plunge my blade through his heart, but I knew Jo wouldn't be happy. So instead I got up. He followed in pursuit, but I pulled his fingers, breaking his pinky finger. He yelped in pain, clutching his hand. I pushed through the small crowd heading to the woods.

NICO'S POV

I was making out with an Aphrodite girl, when I heard a lot of commotion. I stopped kissing her and looked behind me. A small group had gathered.

"Be right back" I whispered.

"Okay, but hurry though" she said with a sickly sweet smile. I hated her, but since Cassidy pushed everyone away, I needed someone to distract me. I had a new girl almost every week. This week was Megan. Her hair was platinum blonde, a color I hated with a passion. Her eyes were a dull green. Her whole personality screamed "fake". Anyway, I walked over to the crowd and pushed my way to the front. What I saw, well, I would've laughed if it wasn't so tense. Cassidy had...whats his name...Ethan? No, Evan. So, Cassidy had Evan pinned to the floor. One of her knives was in her hands, and it looked like she wanted to slit his throat. Instead, she got up, so did he. She skillfully grabbed his had and broke one of his fingers. He yelped out in pain, clinging to his hand. Cassidy turned around, so she was facing me. We made eye contact for a second before she stormed forward, pissed off, and pushed through the crowd. Meaning she shoved me out of the way and everyone behind me. I decided to follow her. I still wasn't sure if I like her or not, but I knew I loved her style. She was hardcore, a rebel. She was dark and scary. I liked it. Of course I would prefer to hear her magnificent laugh again, but this would have to do. I knew she would just push me away, but I was still gonna try. I followed her in the woods.

CAS' POV

I pushed through the crowd, not meeting his eyes again. I knew I had pushed him while exciting the crowd, but I didn't care. I stormed into the woods. I was starting to cool off when I walked into a clearing. It looked strangely familiar. Then it hit me. The blood. The screaming. The tears. This is where Jo died. Before I could even tell my self not to, the tears came and sobs broke through the eerie silence of the forest. Then, someone wrapped their arms around me. I looked up. I guess he followed me from the "argument" I had with that idiot camper who brought up my brother. Even though I had tears in my eyes, I could see his look of concern, confusion, then recognition. I cried into his chest and he held me tighter. I might hate the guy, but I just needed someone right now. Nico picked me up bridal style and walked me to his cabin. He sat us down on the bed as I cried my heart out, as I have many times since the death. I remember Jo's laugh. The face he made when he had just woken up. The stupid jokes he make. I remember how I didn't even get to apologize to him. His blood on my hands. His cold dead eyes.

Suddenly, I blinked open my eyes. Weird, I don't remember falling asleep. Nico was still holding me, I looked at the clock. We had been in here for a few hours. Poor Nico, his neck was probably killing him. Then I heard the slight snoring sound. He fell asleep holding me.

"How cliche" I thought to myself, then realized where I was and what exactly I was doing. No. No, I need to get out of here. I cannot get close to him. He'll just leave me with nothing but heartbreak. I already have nothing, why give me something else to ruin my life? I shook him a little bit, but he was out. I crawled out of his lap and he fell backwards onto his bed. I reached over and put a pillow under his head then picked up a blanket and put it over him.

"You can't like him. You can't get close to him. You can't like him." I repeated it to myself as I looked at him. His face was so peaceful when he slept. I knew I wasn't supposed to like him or get close to him, but I couldn't help but think... "What would happen if I did?"

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