Haha. I signed up for the Letters Challenge ages ago. I just never posted it. I'm not the best editor, so, there will probably be tons of mistakes. Don't be surprised. Hope you like it~

Letters to No One: Wanna Know a Secret?

Wanna know a secret? Read further. A demigod's life isn't all glamour and glitz. Homer and Euripides got it wrong. There's no heroism in being a demigod, there's no honor, no valor, no worth.

Wanna know a secret.

I have a little brother. His name is Nico and he sleeps right beside me, oblivious to the world. I've been taking care of him since he was potty trained. No mother. No father. Just my brother and I. I became responsible for another life without my own consent. I made sure he ate his vegetables, he brushed his teeth daily, combed his hair, went to bed, and the list goes on.

Wanna know a secret?

I'm done. I'm through. I'm leaving Nico and I'm living my life. I'm gonna be free. Free to be me without another clinging life. Don't call me selfish. Don't call me spiteful. You don't know me. I'm leaving him with people that will take care of him. Understand him better than I. It isn't like I'm not gonna see him, Zoë said I could visit as much as I want. So, I know he'll be safe and sound.

Wanna know a secret?

I know something's gonna happen. I think it'll be bad and for some reason I can't bring myself to care. The only reason why I mention it is because of Nico.

Wanna know a secret?

A demigod's isn't all glamour and glitz. I have a little brother. I'm done. I know something's gonna happen.

Wanna know a secret?
Please tell my little brother I love him.

B. di Angelo

There's a shadow of girl that shimmies out of sleeping bag. She doesn't bother to send a glance back to her slumbering companion. She tiptoes around the other sleeping and snoring people in the cabin, and then she leaves. She's gone. No trace of her aside from a folded piece of paper. No one notices her absence except for one with narrowed blue eyes.