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"Please, don't die at me, please Percy". It all happened so fast, I don't even remember all the details. All I know was that I was out of camp and then suddenly a huge monster, the minotaur, attacked me from behind. I felt my life flash before of my eyes, I had never been so afraid. If it wasn't for Percy Jackson, that annoying son of Poseidon, I would have been dead by now. That would have been better! Who would ever mourn a lonely, ugly, gay son of Hades? Percy on the other hand has lots of friends and family who loved him and who couldn't loose him.
At this point my face was of full of tears. I could barely breathe and my chest felt like it was being ripped open. Mom, Bianca and now Percy. Why was this world so cruel to me? Didn't I deserve someone who could finally love and care for me despite all my flaws? Percy's body felt colder than it already was but at least he was still breathing. I was somehow angry at him! Why had he done this to me? To Annabeth, to Sally, to all his friends? Why did he have to be a hero? "Hey, you need to keep breathing! Don't give up, there are people who still want to talk to you, hug you and" - "Nico, I'm not sure that I will make it. Tell"-
"No, don't say that! You are going to make it. You will go to Annabeth, your mom and all the others and explain why you were so stupid and apologize!" Don't be stupid, Nico, you as a son of Hades especially, know that he isn't going to make it. No, stay positive. You can't give up now. The once beautiful sea green eyes of Percy Jackson now had a weird shade of dark blue. This is what death looks like, this is what you caused, Nico Di Angelo. What would Bianca say? This is a question which I asked myself a thousand times. It was stupid since I know she would be disappointed in me, ashamed even. I was probably never the brother she wanted, she even died because of me. It had never been Percy's fault, that was one of the many things I had always wanted to tell him. One of the many things I should tell him now. His hands were shaking, blood was pouring out of his body even though I managed to cut off a part of my shirt and wrap it around his wound. I tried to talk to him but I felt like my lips were being glued together. All I could do was cry and hope that someone could rescue us.
"Why did you do that Percy?" "What?" "Why did you save me, you really didn't have to." "Nico, you deserved to live. I know I've caused you lot's of pain over the years especially with Bianca and I just couldn't let a friend die." His voice sounded nothing like it always did. It was a crackling wet sound that he could barely force out. "A friend?" I was shocked to say the least. Percy Jackson, my secret crush, considered me his friend. Apart from Jason my only friend. My heart somehow filled itself with some kind of joy in that dark moment in my life. "Yeah, you're my friend." His voice was low and calming and he had a smile on his face. I somehow stopped crying so hard and then he continued, "I want you to know that there are many people in camp who would like to be your friend. Will Solace for example, so stop distancing yourself. Sometimes you need to let people you love go to be able to move on with your life. Bianca loved you Nico, I'm 100 percent sure. Tell Annabeth, that she'll always be my wise girl, tell my mom that she is a badass and tell all my friends that I'll always love them."
He stopped breathing, his body was still. Those were his last words, I felt disappointed and sad and let some tears out but I knew that I needed to let him go. Just like he said.
Percy Jackson, son of Poseidon, was dead and I couldn't do anything about it.