Entrée De Journal Neuf: False Hope

Will's POV:

Nico's been doing great recently! The darkness is slowly coming out of him and he should be able to be discharged from the infirmary either later today or later in the week. Yes, I know that I said his last day was a few weeks ago but upon further evaluation and some things happening, he needed to stay longer than what was originally planned. Hopefully his extended stay meant that he could further help his mental health come back together. I am worried about what his mental and physical health will do when he leaves, and I'm not even sure if he will be leaving this week because he still can't walk or stand without support from someone. Someone being myself and only myself as he refuses for anyone else to see him this way.

I just hope that Nico knows that I can't read his mind on things like this. I don't know if he's in pain or how he's feeling if he doesn't talk to me about these things.

I hope he knows that I'm trying my best to help him overcome his battles.

On a good note, his appetite has done a good job on increasing. He can now eat small snacks, but he does have to take breaks sometimes because he eats too much and gets nauseous. But, besides that, he's doing great on eating again. I'm proud of him, I just hope he knows that.

I haven't talked to Nico since yesterday since he went to bed early after we were done talking. He asked to write in this Journal before resting, though. So, I had waited until I knew he'd be asleep before going in and grabbing it. While in his room, I made sure to check his vitals and made sure that everything was where it should be. For his body at least, which is still not normal for what it should be for the average human being. But I mean, fighting in two wars in less than a year apart, plus, going to Tartarus can really damage someone. I should know at least how fighting in the wars felt considering the fact that I helped in the first one aiding the wounded, Annabeth included, and then actually fighting in the second with Gaea. It was hard. Really hard. Especially since I lost over half of my older siblings in the first one.

That's when I had to take over the infirmary and cabin. I had to step up and start leading because I was the next oldest. The next one in line. I became head cabin leader and head counselor as well as head of the infirmary that day. I didn't want to. I didn't ask for it.

But this isn't about me, it's about Nico, and I know that I shouldn't just be focusing on Nico and I should be taking care of myself too, and I am, I am taking care of myself, just probably not as much as I should be.

Anyways, it's lunchtime now so I'm going to go wake Nico up if he's not already so he can get something to eat. Of course, he won't be leaving the infirmary or even his bed, but he'll still be getting food.

As I approached his door, I knocked and waited for an answer. When I didn't get one, I opened the door slightly and saw he was still asleep. Pushing the door open fully, I walked into the room and quietly went over to the cot he was sleeping on. I shook his shoulder gently to wake him. It took a few tries, but he finally woke up and then proceeded to cuss me out. Great.

"Leave me the fuck alone, Solace. Can't you see that I'm sleeping?" He grumbled, moving away from my hand.

"Yes," I said, pulling him back over to where I was standing, "And it's time for lunch, so sit up and tell me what you want to eat,"

"No,"

"Fine, you want to make this hard, I'll play the game," I said, grabbing him by his armpits and pulling him into a sitting position. Doing that, I earned myself a few new nicknames that I'm not going to write down on here because I'm trying to make this family friendly.

"Don't ever do that again," Nico threatened.

"Then don't make me," I said back, "Now, what do you want for food?"

"I don't care," He mumbled.

"Great!" I said, "I'll bring you anything!" With that, I walked out of the room.