Nico x Percy one shots (Book 1)

Percy!?

WARNING!!!! THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS THE FOLLOWING: BLOOD, MURDER, DYING!!! IF YOU ARE SENSITIVE TO ANY OF THIS PLEASE DO NOT READ!! IF YOU ARE NOT PLEASE READ WITH CAUTION!!!

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(Nico's POV)

"Seriously Percy?!" I yelled as I threw a flower pot at my husband.

"Don't seriously me di Angelo! I was just trying to help her!" Percy said with anger flowing out of his mouth.

"Oh so we go by last names now?! Okay, Jackson! By helping her YOU LET HER KISS YOU?! IS THAT HOW WE ARE HELPING PEOPLE? BY LETTING THEM KISS US?!" I yelled louder the more mad I got.

"NOW BOTH YOU AND I KNOW THAT I DIDN'T JUST LET HER KISS ME! WHEN SHE DID I TRIED TO GET HER OFF!" Percy yelled.

"WHAT THE FUCK EVER PERCY! I AM LEAVING AND MAYBE JUST MAYBE I MIGHT COME BACK!" I turned and walked into the nearest shadow. I shadow traveled to the outside of my bedroom at Dad's. I turned and summoned a skeleton. Once he was up he bowed, "how can I assets you Ghost King?"

"Go tell my Father that I am here and that I am in by bedroom. After that you are dismissed you can go back to what ever you was doing." I said before walking into my room. I walked over to the radio and turned on a random channel. I turned it up all the way. I could feel the tears start to fall down my face. 

I went over to my clothes and took out some PJs and put them on. Percy and I come down here often to visit and most of the time just end up spending the night so we both have clothes in them. For my PJs I put on boxers and a way over sized hoodie. 

I walked over to my bed and crawled into it. I made sure to make the bed as tight as I could. I didn't want to be able to move. Of course when I got that way, I felt a tap on my shoulder. I turned see seen my Dad.

I moved over so he could set on the bed. For the last three years Dad and I have gotten closer. I don't normally call him Hades. (I normally only call him that is when I am pissed off at him.) Dad walked over to the radio and turned it down. he turned it down just enough that we can hear it but its not to loud. After he was done, he came bake over and sat on the edge of the bed.

I moved over and laid my head on his lap and signed. "Posso parlare con mia madre? Per favore?"

Translation:  Can I talk to my Mama? Please?

Dad nodded and and whispered something. After a few minutes, my door opened and my Mom stood in the door way. More tears formed into my eyes. She walked ove and climbed into bed with me. She wrapped her arms around me and I felt safe again. I moved my head from dad's lap and then I put it on my Mama's chest.

"Ti amo il mio bambino." Mama whispered in my ear.

Translation: I love you my baby boy.

"Ti voglio bene mamma." I whispered back to her. Mamma, credo di aver incasinato una delle cose migliori che mi sono successe. Non so come risolverlo. Ho paura che mi lascerà."

Translation: I love you Mama. / Mother, I think I messed up one of the best things that happened to me. I don't know how to fix it. I am scared he is gonna leave me.

Mamma kissed my head. "Beh, un modo per provare a sistemarlo è parlargli. Se stai parlando del tuo ragazzo, parlagli. Le cose accadono. Non c'è niente di sbagliato che accada, ma nulla può essere risolto a meno che voi due non ne parlate."

Translation: Well one way you can try to fix it is to talk to him. If you are talking about your boyfriend then just talk to him. Things happen. There is nothing wrong things happening but nothing can be resolved unless you two talk about it."