A New Life's End (for Aphrodite)
Oct. 19th, 2013 04:45 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
lightningthiefThis isn’t funny. My dad Hermes and I had so many great tricks planned for the trick-or-treaters that’d be coming for Halloween, but this is not one of them! Why can’t I find the way back to our house? I fell asleep at home, but woke up in this stupid field on this dumb island, and I’ve been walking around for hours.
I call out for about the hundredth time, “Mom? Dad?”
Mom had been getting ready too. She was going to balance out our tricks with her treats. She can bake cookies now without burning them or the house.
Can’t she?
I fall to my knees. This can’t all have been fake? Can it?
Oh gods! I look around. I can’t see any mist at all. No mist.
“No!” I can hear the desperation in my own voice. I need this to not be happening. My mom and my dad are my entire world now! I can’t live without them! I can’t!
No more hikes in the woods with mom. No more sword practice with dad. No more dinners together. I’ll never see them ever again!
“NO!”
It was a lie. I am the son of the god of trickery, and I fell for a massive LIE?!
My parent’s love… is a…. lie. The island knows about me, and I’ve been… been victimized. Oh gods no, oh gods, oh gods, oh gods!
The grief is too much. I fall over onto the ground. Tears begin to fall. I was lied to, and I believed it. Me, a gullible, ignorant fool. I’ve been pouring out my heart to fake images that couldn’t give a crap about me. Of COURSE they don’t love me. Of COURSE. Kronos would laugh so hard. He told me this was my greatest weakness, this pathetic and senseless desire of mine to be loved. I am unlovable. I ought to have known I am unlovable. My heart is a joke to be laughed at and kicked around for fun. This is too much! I can NOT deal with this! I’ll go mad. My gods, I’m going to go mad, just like my mother! Is there a point coming where something just breaks in your head? Will you actually hear some kind of ‘pop’ in your head when it happens?
I call out for about the hundredth time, “Mom? Dad?”
Mom had been getting ready too. She was going to balance out our tricks with her treats. She can bake cookies now without burning them or the house.
Can’t she?
I fall to my knees. This can’t all have been fake? Can it?
Oh gods! I look around. I can’t see any mist at all. No mist.
“No!” I can hear the desperation in my own voice. I need this to not be happening. My mom and my dad are my entire world now! I can’t live without them! I can’t!
No more hikes in the woods with mom. No more sword practice with dad. No more dinners together. I’ll never see them ever again!
“NO!”
It was a lie. I am the son of the god of trickery, and I fell for a massive LIE?!
My parent’s love… is a…. lie. The island knows about me, and I’ve been… been victimized. Oh gods no, oh gods, oh gods, oh gods!
The grief is too much. I fall over onto the ground. Tears begin to fall. I was lied to, and I believed it. Me, a gullible, ignorant fool. I’ve been pouring out my heart to fake images that couldn’t give a crap about me. Of COURSE they don’t love me. Of COURSE. Kronos would laugh so hard. He told me this was my greatest weakness, this pathetic and senseless desire of mine to be loved. I am unlovable. I ought to have known I am unlovable. My heart is a joke to be laughed at and kicked around for fun. This is too much! I can NOT deal with this! I’ll go mad. My gods, I’m going to go mad, just like my mother! Is there a point coming where something just breaks in your head? Will you actually hear some kind of ‘pop’ in your head when it happens?
