"Why?" Nico's voice was quiet and sad. 
                          
Will was chilled to the bone. He was frozen. Nico knew. He saw the cuts and scars. How could he have let this happen, Nico wasn't supposed to ever see anything.
                          
"I'm sorry. I'm so so sorry." Will started to sob. He sat up and pulled his knees to his chest. He messed up. He made Nico sad. He was probably disgusted now. 
                          
Will expected a lot. He expected Nico to storm out, to yell at him, to push him away, but what he didn't expect was for Nico to wrap his arms around him and try to soothe him. 
                          
It took Will a few minutes to calm himself. When his sobs were reduced to sniffles every now and then Nico repeated his question.
                          
"To feel something. To keep a better hold on my life. I'm a more like able person when I'm cutting."
                          
"That's not true Will, all it's doing for you is helping you ignore depression and making you seem happier. But if you keep this up there'll be days where you won't be able to keep it away and you'll break down at the smallest of things. And if people like you better when you're cutting then they aren't your friends," Nico told his boyfriend. He kissed his forehead. "I love you no matter what."
                          
"It's different, when it comes to me. I know everything thing about it. I'm a doctor for the gods' sake. I know everything it does and why I like it but I can't stop. I don't want to. I don't see a point. I'm just hurting myself, it's not like I'll kill myself or anything. I'm not hurting anyone else."
                          
"Will, I'm pretty sure you know that's not true. It hurts me to know that you feel like this. It would hurt your siblings. Your mom. You are so important to all of us." Nico brushed Will's hair back to look in his eyes. "I love you so much, you know that right? And I'm going to help you get through this." 
                          
"You won't tell anyone else about it will you?" Will asked in a shaky voice while he wiped his eyes. Nico looked down. "Please, I can stop I promise. Just don't tell anyone, I don't want anyone to know."
                          
"I don't know, Will, it's hard to stop. Harder than it seems. It's better if you have a large group to support you as opposed to just me." 
                          
"How do you know that? It's not like you understand," Will was getting angry at Nico, he didn't understand anything about this.
                          
"I just do Will. Trust me, I know. I've seen it happen. Both sides of the recovery process." 
                          
Nico looked down. He'd seen the process because he was the one going through it. He'd gotten so much help from Chiron and Thalia when they found out. Then, from Annabeth and Percy when they found out too. It became so much easier when he had this much support.
                          
Nico felt so guilty that he hadn't even noticed that Will was hurting so much. It was all his fault. He needed to go to Chiron before he did anything. 
                          
"Will, I know you're probably tired from all that crying, let's go to your cabin so you can rest. I have somewhere I need to be, but if you need me don't hesitate to send someone to Chiron to get me."
                          
Will slowly nodded. He was still in need of comfort; but he could tell Nico was anxious about where he needed to be. So he let Nico take him to his cabin and slowly let himself go to sleep.
                          
When Nico noticed Will was asleep he rushed to the big house. He really hoped Chiron was in his office. He walked into the front doors seeing Kayla running the infirmary.
                          
"Kayla is Chiron here?" He asked her.
                          
"Uh yeah but he's talking to someone in his office. He said not to let anyone interrupt him," Kayla said.