Breaking Point

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"He wouldn't." A bitter voice was heard.

Percy turned around, not expecting the person standing there.

"Nico?!" He exclaimed, and felt worry bubble up in his stomach. What did he mean by that? Did he know?

He knew the answer before he even asked it.

Rachel voiced out his thoughts. "What do you mean?" She asked curiously, looking at Nico's angry, pale face.

"I think Percy knows what I mean." He mumbled, walking into the room slowly. Percy paled.

No. He couldn't know. Nico couldn't know. He was like his baby brother, he couldn't know. How did he know?

"I don't know what you are talking about." Percy tried to deny, and Nico laughed hollowly.

"Don't. Don't even try. I know what's going on." He snarled, and Percy shook his head, his thoughts swirling. How did Nico find out?

"I don't understand! What's going on? What are you talking about?" Rachel asked Nico, feeling like the third wheel. One look at Percy's face, and she knew that Percy understood just what Nico was talking about. Nico didn't say anything, he only stared at Percy with his dark eyes.

"What is it, what is he talking about?" Rachel asked desperately. She knew that she was getting worked up soon, but ever since the dream, she couldn't help but be paranoid.

"It's nothing, Rachel." Percy tried to reassure her, while glaring at Nico. He tried to get his point across.

Shut up. Don't mess this up. She doesn't have to know.

Judging by how his eyes narrowed, Nico understood perfectly. But he refused to acknowledge it. It was just that he was so, so angry.

Angry at Percy. Angry at The Fates for doing this to him. Angry at himself for not doing anything to help. Angry at Will for not saying something so vital to his own boyfriend. Angry at Annabeth for not finding out. Just, angry.

He snorted. "Oh yeah, Rachel. It's nothing."

"Nico." Percy warned. "Stop this."

"Stop what, Percy?" He asked, raising his eyebrow.

Rachel now definitely knew that something was up. Percy wasn't telling her something, something important.

"What is going on?" She demanded, and for once, both the boys started at her instead of glaring at each other.

"What is going on, Percy? I thought you would definitely tell one of your closest friends what was up. Did you lie?" Nico asked, clearly mocking his previous words he spoke to Rachel.

"Nico!" Percy growled, clenching his fists angrily. Why was he doing this? He didn't want anyone to find out anytime soon, why couldn't Nico understand that?

"Go on, Percy. Tell her." Nico gritted out. Rachel almost pulled her hair out with frustration.

"Tell me what?!" She almost cried. Percy snapped.

"I'm sick, Rachel. I'm dying." He snapped, and Rachel recoiled.

"What?" She mumbled feeling incredulous, her voice going small. Her hands flew to her mouth. "What do you mean?"

Percy ignored her, and glared at Nico. "There, I said it. Are you happy now?" He growled, and Nico lost it.

"Happy?!" He growled, and surged forward. "You think I'm happy about this? Do you even understand what you are saying?" He hissed, and punched Percy right across his jaw.