let the rain wash away all the pain of yesterday [wicked and bean--trigger warning]

Nikolai had a feeling that today was going to be a good day. He walked around the cabins, letting the sunshine warm his hair and tan his face. It was mostly sunny outside, just a few puffy white clouds obscuring his view of the bright blue sky. He was pretty happy at the moment, and he smiled. Nik loved to smile, it made your day instantly better, no matter how dark and gleam and grim your life seemed at that moment in time, smiling made everything alright again. Smiling was his remedy. Well, that and forgetting. You had to forget in order to move on.

Monster Nik was getting increasingly soft spoken, and Nikolai was happy. He supposed it was because he had time to forget about him, or because of the events that had happened to him while at camp that made him think about others and not just himself. At one point, Nik thought that he was the only person to be bullied like he did. Obviously, he was wrong. He still would have thought that if not for his girlfriend, Livia. He didn't pry into her past, Nik didn't want to make her relive those horrible memories, but he did know she had killed someone by hints she had given him. He hadn't told her about his past either, but there would come a time where he would and when he did it would be like a massive weight had been lifted from his shoulders.

But today wasn't about Liv. It was about Nikolai and how  happy he was today. So if he was happy, why weren't others? Nik saw a girl sitting on a bench, smoking, with a pink tinged knife beside her. Now, everyone knew that a demigod needed to have weapons on his person in order to protect himself, but Nik had a feeling that the girl wasn't going to protect herself from monsters anytime soon. He knew this because he had tried to do what the girl was thinking of doing before. Suicide had been an answer to Nikolai in middle school, but obviously he had not done it correctly or else he wouldn't be here right here and now, to help this girl. 

Nik watched her for a couple of moments, to see what she would do with the knife. Nik's assumptions had been correct, because after she finished her cigarette (gods how he missed those) she put the knife to her chest, and Nikolai knew he had to interfere. He didn't even know the girl, but she shouldn't commit suicide. He ran as fast as he could, and luckily he wasn't too far away from where the girl was. Nikolai, as soon as he had reached the girl, ripped the knife from her hands. "What the hell do you think you're doing?!" Nik screamed, though his voice was hushed. He stowed the knife in his pocket, so the girl couldn't get it back without fighting him first. Nikolai Winchester was not going to let this stranger die, not while he could do anything about it.