"Fuck." His hissed words came out muffled.

Jason found himself drowning in indecision. Nico was his best friend, but still, Jason was dating you.

You and Nico were never exactly... friends, of course, there were exceptional moments when you managed to do something more than just support each other.

Still, you weren't obligated to like each other. But maybe both you and Nico should have thought again before you used Bianca di Angelo's name as a curse, a sin, and Nico was certainly drunk on his anger and resentment when he advanced on you.

As the other campers began to gather like amoebas around a cell, Jason, who had just finished his training, slipped his sword carelessly into his belt and entered the crowd, already knowing who was involved in the conflict. All that was missing was the why?

Nico was hitting you, and you had cursed at Bianca. Both sides were right and wrong at the same time.

It wasn't a very easy thing, if he chose Nico, he would betray you. But if he chose you, he would betray Nico.

With his sky blue eyes now filled with concern, he pulled you closer, receiving a confused and betrayed look from Nico, the black eyes of the son of Hades darkening like obsidian. Jason looked away, turning his attention, everything but Nico, everything but the decision that was going to change so much.