Heyy y'all! Thank you guys so dam much for 245+ followers!! Love y'all and take care! So, here's a REALLY angsty sad Jercy oneshot, which is partia- fine. Totally based on a very recent broken friendship of mine. 2000+ words.

Jason:

I couldn't believe him. I come back to camp after four months. MONTHS, and he doesn't even talk to me?! And Annabeth just tells me to stay away from him. Or she goes completely against her statement and says that Percy "needs" me. Ha! Yeah sure, definitely needs me. And then he has this facade of being "really down" because of some mortal guy or something. What was his name again? Gave? Gate? Gabe. Oh right, GABE. And then he just cries in his cabin all the time, and the rest of the seven all comfort him. Like we don't have any trauma in our lives!

I'm sick of this. I need to confront him. I mean, come on. I'm his boyfriend, for the gods' sakes! If he doesn't talk to me, what am I even supposed to do? And even if he was scared of this Gabe guy, it's his past! IT'S. HIS. PAST! Why is he so affected by it now?! No, this has GOT to stop. He needs to stop being such an attention-seeker.

Percy:

I was ignoring Jason, for gods know how long. But I can't, can't talk to him. I'm just a waste of space and time, and I exactly am everything Gabe said I was. I sat on my bed, just staring at my arms. My bloody arms, mind you. I looked in the mirror beside me. My face was deathly pale, and my body tan was gone. I could see red rims around my eyes, and dark eyebags. There were tear stains on my cheeks. I sniffed and curled up into myself.

Loser.

What the fuck do you want?

Just here to remind you about your worth.

Please, l-leave me alone.

Ha! You think I will? Jason doesn't love you, you know that, right? He's only your boyfriend because he feels bad for you. Annabeth? She gave up on you, and went for Piper, cuz she's obviously way better than you.

N-no, she just d-didn't love me like a l-lover. I'm still her best friend.

Keep telling yourself that, Jackson. Cuz we both know that you're nothing but an ugly, pathetic, disgusting, good-for-nothing loser, punk.

I clutched my ears and rocked back and forth, muttering words under my breath, as the environment around me blurred and I couldn't breathe properly. 'Hey, Perce. How're you feeli-' a voice came, I couldn't remember. A male's voice for sure though. 'Shit, Will!! WILL! Code Violet! Cabin three!' The voice came closer. 'Hey, Perce, breathe, okay? Just breathe. I'm Nico di Angelo. You're Percy Jackson. Its 3:55 pm here. And your cabin is blue, right? Blue. Deep blue. As blue as the sea. Jason's your boyfriend, right? And we're friends, Percy. Just... Just keep breathing, okay? FUCK THAT'S A LOT OF BLOOD.' And then I blacked out.

Nico:

Shit shit shit. I looked at Percy who had passed out. Even though I knew he was really muscular and stuff, I tried to pick him up and nearly fell down. HOLY HERA. He was sooo light. Has he not been eating or something? I kept thinking as I rushed Percy to the infirmary. Code Violet had been developed shortly after Therapy was introduced to the demigods. So, basically, Code Violet is for demigods who are... Self-harming, or are depressed and suicidal. If we find anything like that, we just have to take them to the infirmary, or if you're unable to; call for help from other demigods.

I kind of knew about Percy doing this. I know, I know, I should've told someone or talked to Percy, but... Hey, look. I'm not exactly a conforting person, alright? So don't jump on me. Ask those questions to Jason! He's supposed to be his boyfriend! Is this what boyfriends do?! Ignore their lovers cuz they're going through something hard? And how can he just- argh! Jason is so stupid.

Jason:

A few days later, Percy was fine. I mean, he never actually did use Code Violet in the first place. He probably did that just for attention. Seriously, I mean like come on. The three-time saviour of Olympus, having to be admitted in the infirmary because of Code Violet? Huh. If you ask me, Code Violet is kinda unnecessary. And at any rate, The Great Percy Jackson can't be depressed or suicidal. I mean, I know my boyfriend, okay? And he definitely won't do anything like that, if I would even let him, which I obviously won't.

Look, I love him, okay? But its just that I really don't like it when he just tries to get everyone's attention. He is just so... Over dramatic.

*T I M E S K I P*

Its been a few days, and Percy just got out of the infirmary. I think its time to get some sense in him. I wandered to his cabin and opened his door, and then closed it lightly. Percy was sitting on a chair, back towards me. He turned and took one glance at me. And then he said, 'Oh. Its you.' And then he turned front again! How dare he?! I paced towards him, and stood directly in front of him. 'Why are you ignoring me, Perce? Did I do something wrong? Do you not like me anymore?' He looked down at the floor and replied, 'Its nothing like that, Grace. I just... Don't want to talk to anyone at the moment.'

I got angry. 'Oh, so you're gonna take the side of that excuse, huh?' My voice raised with every word. He looked scared, and a voice inside me told me to just shut up and cuddle him, but that dominant voice in my head, just didn't want me to do that and told me to smack some shit in his head. Mentally, of course. I'm not gonna hit him, well not yet anyway.

Percy flinched at my hard tone, and whispered, 'Please don't s-say that Jacy. I-I I love you, p-please don't say that. I-I'm not p-pretending. I s-swear.' I chuckled with no mirth in my laughter. 'Oh please, Percy. WHO THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU ARE? YOU'RE SO SELFISH, SO-UGH! YOU'RE JUST AWFUL. ALL YOU CARE ABOUT IS PEOPLE PAYING ATTENTION TO YOU!! YOU DON'T CARE ABOUT YOUR BOYFRIEND, DO YOU? YOU DON'T CARE ABOUT HOW LONELY HE GETS WITHOUT YOU, DO YOU? No, all you care about is yourself, and because of that, we're over. We're done.' And after saying that, with tears in my eyes, I opened the door. 'Oh yeah, and you know what? Just go and fucking kill yourself for all I care, cuz You're "suicidal", aren't you? So just go and do that!' Then I banged the door and trudged out, crying and crying.

Gods, I've acted like a fool. Did I seriously tell a suicidal person to go fucking kill themselves?! WHAT HAVE I DONE?! I never should've said any of that. I'm a horrible, horrible person. I Know, I realised it a BIT late, but still. Gods, what do I do? I'm such an idiot.

Wait.... SHIT, PERCY! I ran back to the cabin, and knocked on it vigorously. 'Percy! Perce, hun, please open the door. I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm so so so so so sorry, please! Just let me in, Perce. Please!' Upon no answer, my heart began to beat faster, and by then a crowd of pwople had gathered around the cabin, including Chiron. Nico, looking angry as fuck, blended out of the crowd, marched up to me and grabbed my collar. I could see him crying, tears streaming down his face, eyes blazing in anger.

'YOU FOOL! HAVE YOU FUCKING LOST YOUR MIND, GRACE?! DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA, ANY AT ALL ABOUT WHAT PERCY COULD BE DOING IN THERE?! AFTER SPECIFICALLY MAKING CLEAR TO EVERY-FREAKING-ONE IN THIS CAMP TO BE GENTLE WITH HIM, WHAT DO YOU DO?! WHAT. DO. YOU. DO?! YOU GO AND FUCKING SCREAM AT HIS FACE TO GO KILL HIMSELF!! Do you e-even kn-know what he's g-gone through, Grace?! DID YOU, EVER BOTHER TO ASK ABOUT HIS CHILDHOOD, BEING HIS BOYFRIEND AND ALL?! DID YOU, PERHAPS KNOW THAT HE WAS RAPED AND ABUSED FOR YEARS AT HOME?!'

Silence.

Silence.

'Oh my gods... ' I whispered, crying as well. Nico wiped away his tears, and gave me a hurtfully hated glare. 'You. You will get out of Percy's life. You don't deserve such an amazing person as your boyfriend. Such a strong, brave person.' Then, Nico shadow-traveled. Presumably inside Perce's cabin. I just stared at the ground, tears dripping down. Then, I banged on the door, threatening to break it down if Percy doesn't open it soon. Suddenly, I felt a needle piercing my side, and felt weak. I fell to the ground on my knees, and some camoers picked me up. I could distinctly see Chiron standing above me with a disappointed and angry face, holding a syringe, before I passed out.

Percy:

I cried, and cried, and cried. And begged Jason to come back, but deep down I knew Jason was true. He said the same things Gabe used to say to me, and now I have proof that I really am useless. I picked up my seashell. It was a light blue seashell with dark blue and purple waves imprinted on it. It was the most beautiful seashell I had ever seen. It was a gift from Poseidon, to me on my eighteenth birthday.

I clutched it in my hand and wailed, choking a few times, and wheezing for oxygen, which I couldn't get enough of.

'Percy. Percy, look at me.' I heard a voice.

'D-dad?'

Poseidon gave me a sad smile. 'Yes, Percy. Dad's here.' I sobbed, 'Dad, I-' And flung myself onto him, crying in his chest, hugging him like my life depended on it. Which, it kinda did. 'Dad, Please, just... Let me go already.' Poseidon let a small tear escape his eyes, which he wiped immediately and spoke in a quiet voice while running a hand through my hair.

'Percy, I'm sorry. I'm not giving you any pity, but just- are you sure about this? You should think it through, you know. My son, I hate seeing you in such pain. Would it be... Better to relieve you of it?'

I nodded my head and smiled softly. 'It would be for the best, dad. Jason' My voice hitched at his name. 'Jason doesn't want me around either. It seems like the only people who care about me are Nico, Annie, Chiron, and you. There's no point staying alive for four people. Please, dad. It's the only way you'll see me truly happy.' I didn't notice the faint blue-green glow around me as I said those words, and I slowly felt sleepier and sleepier. Poseidon gave me another sad smile. 'Don't worry, my child. Your death will be quick and painless. I- I will miss you.' I almost smiled at that. I hugged him closer. 'I'll miss you too, dad.' And then, I fell asleep, knowing I won't ever wake up, with the only thought in my mind being how much my love, Jason hated me. 'Sleep well, Percy Jackson.'

Nico:

We heard Percy's door being opened, and quickly rushed there, expecting to see Percy standing there. Instead, what we saw was quite unexpected. Poseidon stood at the doorway, crying silently. Behind him, we could see Percy lying on his bed like he was sleeping, but I knew it was eternal. Percy Jackson was dead. 'I-Is Percy-' Poseidon nodded his head, before I could complete my sentence. 'No,' I whispered, pushing Poseidon out of the way and running to Percy's side. 'NO!' And then, we all mourned. We mourned the loss of a great hero.

Jason:

I couldn't eat, I couldn't sleep, I couldn't even think straight. (A/N: IF I SEE ANY ONE OF YOU SAYING, CUZ HE'S GAY, IMMA STAB Y'ALL I FUCKING SWEAR TO GODS) So, I did something which any reasonable person would do.

Stabbed myself. Percy, I'm coming to you. Don't worry, you won't be alone anymore. And I'm sorry...

*GRINS* So, what d'y'all think of this? Its actually 2100+ words. So yippeee! This is a new personal record for me guys. Anyways, love y'all!! (solangelo is a work in progress. I'm sorry, but I'll try my best!)

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