Dès le premier jour, ton parfum enivra mon amour
Et dans ces instants
J'aimerais être comme toi par moments
Mais depuis ce jour
Je n'ai qu'un seul et unique regret
Life was about as confusing as learning a new language. You could swear left and right that one word meant something, only for it to mean something completely different.
Being a half blood makes it so much worse.
"Hey Nico!"
I look up to see Jason Grace marching towards me intently.
My wing tips waltz across naive
Wood floors they creak, innocently down the stairs
Drag melody, my percussive feet
Serve cobweb headaches as a-
"Jason? Are you awake?" I ask, stumbling down the stairs.
"Nico? Hey, are you alright?" He sets down his phone, looking up. I shake my head yes, and then walk up to him. He looks down as I look up.
"I could hear you walking around. I got nervous." I mutter, and he smiles.
"I'm alright. I wasn't tired, that's all."
Matching set of marching clocks
The slumbering apparitions
That they've come to wake up
"No! No, you can't take him back!" I scream, fighting against the arms. The ghosts, stealing my only friend. My only true friend.
"Nico! Calm down, shh, I'm right here." Jason coos, his voice soft. I wake with a start, and turn and sob into his shirt.
"The ghosts took you away." I cry.
"I'm right here. I'll always be here."
Whoo
Do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do
"Jason! Come on, come out!" I knock on the bathroom door. Slowly, it opens to reveal Jason, smirking.
"Hey Neeks. Sorry, showering." He shrugs, and then strides out. Something is off about his stance, it seems less confident, more.......tired.
"Jason, are you alright?" I ask, grasping his hand. He turns and smirks down at me, with his always present grin.
"Perfectly fine." He chuckles, rubbing my hair.
Here I am composing a burlesque
Out of where they rest their necks
Sunken in their splintered cradles
And ramshackle heads, they asked for it, ah-
"Jason!?" I shriek, running towards my sobbing boyfriend.
"I'm fine! I promise!" He chokes, eyes red, darting around frantically.
"No, you aren't! Jason_ what the hell is wrong!?" I grip his arms. HW winces away from my touch. I look down at his wrists. Red lines blemish the tan flesh.
"N-N-No."
As a girl, you have set your heart
On haunting me forever
From the start, it's never silent
"Neeks?"
I look up. Percy is watching me from the doorway.
"Hi." I say coldly. He inhales sharply at my tone.
"Look, Jason's been-"
"I don't care about him! He's a ghost I never want to see again!"
Ever since we met
I only shoot up with your perfume
It's the only thing
That makes me feel as good as you do
"Jason!! No, why did you have to go! Please, come back!" I sob, clutching his still warm body in my arms. I glance at the scar above his lip, and almost expect it to twitch back to life. To come back to me.
But then I see his arms. Their scars not even healed.
"Please!!" I sob louder, burying my head in his chest. He still smells so good.
Ever since we met
I've got just one regret to live through
And that one regret is you
"Here lies Jason Grace, son of Jupiter. A helluva good camper. The best praetor of New Rome since Reyna." Percy says from the podium, his tears drowning his cheeks and swallowing his voice in sorrow.
"We always had our ups and downs. We all did. But the best thing you could've done was help Nico di Angelo. Please, come here Nico." Percy says.
I slowly walk up, sobbing when I glance at my boyfriends casket.
"I regret not a single thing about falling in love with him. Though, if I did have to choose what makes me the most sad is this: I always took advantage of his happiness, and now that its gone, I feel like I went with him. Gods, Jason, I loved you so much." And with that I break down sobbing.
How does a heart love
If no one has noticed its presence
And where does it go?
Trembling hands
Play my heart like a drum
But the beat's gotten lost in the show
"Nico, you're shaking." Thalia says softly as I attempt to use my sword.
"No one has talked to me about how I feel. How I feel about his death. Its like I've gone !kissing, and no one sees me, how heartbroken I am." growl, swinging the sword in a wide arc.
She sighs.
"They don't even hear me screaming at night." I continue. My hits are sloppy and inaccurate.
"Nico, are you drunk?" Thalia asks.
"I AM NOT DRUNK!"
You have set your heart
On haunting me forever
From the start, it's never silent
I down another shot, swearing I can hear his voice still. Swearing I can hear his voice telling me he's okay. That's he's fine.
"I'm an idiot for listening.," I growl as the bartender hands me a new drink. I down that one, surprised even in my state that they haven't guessed I'm only fifteen.
"Its closing time soon. Let me drive you home." She says kindly, her blonde hair bouncing. I stifle a sob.
"He was blonde."
Ever since we met
I only shoot up with your perfume
It's the only thing
That makes me feel as good as you do
The next day, Will Solace appears in my cabin with a medication kit.
"What, am I hurt?" I scowl.
"No, bit that hangover must." He grins. I don't even attempt to return it.
"I still have his shirt you know. It smells just like him." I whisper, tears forming in y eyes.
"I miss him."
Ever since we met
I've got just one regret to live through
And I regret never letting you know
"I NEVER EVEN SAID I LOVED HIM!" I shriek as the Son of Poseidon tries to calm me down.
"Nico, he knew you loved him! Calm down-"
"He would tell me to calm down when I was having a nightmare. Where is he now to tell me it's all going to be okay!? Huh, where is my boyfriend!??!?!" I scream, hurling my sword across the arena. It bounces dumbly against the wall as I collapse.
Ever since we met
I only shoot up with your perfume
It's the only thing
That makes me feel as good as you do
"Percy, stop." I growl when the demigod shows up with a case of beer.
"What? I'm just trying to help." He shrugs. Everything is blurry from the previous amount of alcohol o consumed.
"You can't help. No one can. I'm a lost cause, a broken bone. A shattered heart." I say, and then slam the door. I curl up on my bed with Jason's shirt held tightly to my chest.
"I miss you baby." I say quietly, stroking the dark purple fabric.
Ever since we met
I've got just one regret to live through
And that one regret is you
Years later, looking back, I can see the mistakes I had made. I spent so long as a mourning lover, I didn't notice others mourning. Especially when his ghost appeared to me.
"Nico." It had whispered. I had curled up more into my knees, sobbing harder.
"Do you regret dating me?" He had whispered, and I could hear his pain. Feel his tears.
"GODS YES, I REGRETTED IT!" I shrieked, chucking my knife. My blood stained knife.
Mona Lisa, pleased to please ya
(And that one regret is you)
Mona Lisa, pleased to please ya
(And that one regret is you)
Mona Lisa, pleased to please ya, ah
(I got just one)
Looking back, maybe cutting my own throat hadn't been a good idea.
"But you did it anyway?" The council asks, eyebrows raised.
"I had to see him again. I had to see Jason Grace again." I say, looking them in the eye. They look at me for a few minutes, and then turn to converse within themselves.
"Nico di Angelo, we grant you Elysium. Please, enter, and live your afterlife to the fullest." They finally decide. I turn, heart thunking, and hear a voice.
"Nico?" I turn and see Jason.
JASON!
"I love you!" I shriek, running into his open arms.
"I know Neeks." Jason rumbles, grinning.
"I love you."
"I will always be here for you." Jason says, and I kiss him for the first time in three years.
-End-
EN: Song- Nearly Witches [Ever Since We Met] by Panic! At The Disco