Hola mis reviewers! I have a Spanish test which I should be studying for, but I instead decided to update this story! Yayy!

I'm going to make my author's note at the end so I don't spoil anything ;)

Enjoy and review!

Oh, and the song I used in this is called "Over You" and it's originally by Miranda Lambert but Thalia sings it the Cassadee Pope version (the winner of The Voice). And I recommend listening to it when you get to that part!

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Nine (Nico):

Blackness overwhelmes me because I can stop it from trapping me into the familiar living nightmare that I am forced to relive.

"Bianca! How many times to I have to tell you? Leave me alone!"

"Nico! Don't let yourself get in over your head! You know you can't do it!"

"I can do it," I hissed as I crumpled yet another sheet of paper up. "I just need time."

"You've had time," Bianca put her hand on my shoulder.

I pushed her away, not knowing it was going to be my last time ever speaking to her. "Go." I order.

"But Nico… I know how badly you want this, but…"

"I told you to leave!" I yelled at her. "You're only making this harder for me! This is my last chance to impress dad and this is how you repay me? I have to write and finish and record a song by midnight and I can't even think of anything! Leave, get out of my sight, and never come back."

I don't look up at her, but I could tell she was crying. "Nico…" she manages to choke out. "Listen to yourself. You don't mean any of this. This whole singing thing has gotten out of control."

"You're just jealous dad picked me over you, aren't you?" I turned to look at her, my eyes pierced through her like sharp dagger would.

"No," she shakes her head. "I'm just looking out for you."

"I don't need your protection!" I shouted. "I'm fifteen freaking years old!"

Tears flowed faster out of her eyes and she screamed, so loud that I couldn't even control myself. "BIANCA! I SAID TO LEAVE ME ALONE! GET OUT OF MY ROOM! GET OUT OFMY LIFE, FOR ALL I CARE! Leave, and don't ever come back!" I hollered at her. Couldn't she see how much stress I was under?

Taking the water bottle she was holding, she chucked it at me. It hit my heart, shattering it into tiny pieces that I would never be able to find again. As much as I tried to fix it, I knew it would never happen.

She ran out of my bedroom so fast I had no choice but to follow. "Bianca!" I called after her. She slammed her bedroom door and was out of my life, just in the beat of my destroyed and tainted heart.

"Bianca…" I whispered at I pounded on her door. "I'm so sorry."

"He's… crying."

"He was crying to begin with."

"But Nico never cries."

I blink open my eyes, seeing two faces staring down at me. Percy and Ariella. "You know," I say. "Talking about someone when they can hear you isn't nice."

"It's not like we we're saying anything bad," Ariella informs me.

"But still," I roll my eyes as I get off my bed. "How'd I get here?"

"You passed out last night in detention, so I called my brother who came her with Thalia and Percy and they carried you back here." Ariella explains.

"I was passed out for over a day?" My eyes widen.

"Yeah," Percy nods. "Did you have another flashback again?"

"Yes," I sigh. "I couldn't help it."

Percy glances over at Ariella. "Thalia wants to show you something," he tells me.

"If it has to do with Bianca, I don't want to see it." I cross my arms.

"Something tells me you'll like it," he smiles as he leads the way out of our room and into the living room. I reluctantly follow, in hope that it's like a present or something.

"What?" I ask him once we get there. He points to a small stage in the corner of the room, obviously hand constructed. I can't help but smile. "You… made this?"

"We all did," Thalia says from the stage.

"Thanks guys," I grin. "It means a lot because all of you built this for me."

"It's not just for you," Thalia tells me. "It's for everyone."

"Oh. Well, that makes me feel special," I try and turn around, but Percy grabs onto my shoulder.

"We didn't want to show you the stage," she informs me. "We wanted to show you this song I wrote."

"Okay, sing it." I say as I sit down on the couch that has been rearranged to face the mini stage.

"During class today, Mrs. Carson assigned us to write a song that's not our style. So, this is what I came up with." Thalia explains. "It's more of a country sound, but I figured you'd like it. It's kind of written to prove to you that you're not the only one who's upset about Bianca's death. And that Percy and I are just as frustrated and upset as you are."

"Just sing it already," Percy smirks. Thalia glares at him before beginning to play her guitar. After a few measures, she begins to sing.

Weather man said it's gonna snow

By now I should be used to the cold

Mid-February shouldn't be so scary

It was only December I still remember

The presents, the tree, you and me

But you went away

How dare you?

I miss you

They say I'll be OK

But I'm not going to ever get over you

Living alone here in this place

I think of you, and I'm not afraid

Your favorite records make me feel better

Cause you sing along with every song

I know you didn't mean to give them to me

But you went away

How dare you?

I miss you

They say I'll be OK

But I'm not going to ever get over you

It really sinks in you know

When I see it in stone

Cause you went away

How dare you?

I miss you

They say I'll be OK

But I'm not going to ever get over you

Ever get over you

"Thalia, that was amazing." I tell her.

"I know," she smiles. "Just kidding. But thanks, though. I kind of took how everyone said we'd be okay after her death, but we aren't. No one can change how we feel, or what happened that day. Not even you."

"But it's all my fault," I face palm, fighting back the tears which I hope won't come.

"No, Nico. It isn't," Thalia walks over to me and puts her hand on my shoulder. "Everything happens for a reason, whether it's how you expect it or not. I hate to say this, but her fate was to die."

Losing all of my strength, wetness escapes from my eyelids as anger hits me like a gun shot, first hitting my skin and then going straight to my heart. "How can you say something like that?" I whisper because I don't trust myself to talk any louder than that without completely breaking down.

"Nico, I didn't mean it in a mean way…" she tries to explain but I tune her out. I always knew I would snap from all of my feelings trapped inside me, but I never knew it would happen so soon.

Hey again! Clarification: I didn't specifically say how Bianca died because you guys can interpret it however you'd like (yes, I'm giving you guys creative freedom) and nothing bad is going to happen to Nico! Okay? He's just going to have a little freak out where he starts screaming at everyone. That's all. Who's chapter should be next? Should I take a break from the Nico drama and do another character's PoV? If so, review me to tell me who! Well, just review anyway... ;)