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lightningthief) wrote2013-10-19 04:45 pm
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A New Life's End (for Aphrodite)
This 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?
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She can't stop the tears, and she lets them come as she thinks about her son and her brothers, how much she's missed them and how badly she will continue to miss them still. This time she's had with them has been precious, even if it's been totally fake, and she's going to hang onto that, because it's all she has of them now. It's all she may ever have of them again.
Aphrodite swipes at her eyes, about to turn around and head back when she hears a familiar voice yell out. "Oh no," she says softly, rushing to follow that voice. Of course he's out here, trying to find the mist, trying to get back to his parents. She has no doubt he'll be crushed now that it's all over.
When she finally spots him, down on his knees, the pain of her own loss is easily pushed aside. "Luke," she cries, kneeling in front of him. Her tears return as she caresses his face, unsure of what she can even do for him besides stay by his side.
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"Aphrodite..you might as well just kick me while I'm down here and move on. It's how it'll end up between us. I'm not meant to be loved. Just leave me..."
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I've had that thought in the back of my mind for a while now, even before this mist thing. How can I really be all that endearing to the Goddess of Love?
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Edging closer to him, she keeps his face in her hands, willing him to believe her. "You're not a wreck, Luke. You've been hurt, and you've been abandoned, and you've been let down. But that's not all there is to you. There are so many things I love about you, if I were to list them out. And none of them include you being some kind of challenge for me."
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"They lied to me, Aphrodite. They made me think they loved me."
A large tear rolls down my cheek. I'm so stupid.
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"I'm so sorry, sweet pea," she says tearfully, smoothing one hand back over his temple and into his hair. "I know how much that meant to you."
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"They told me to believe in them so dad could cross over. They were going to live with me. They were going to keep me safe from Kronos."
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"I wish you could have had that with them," she says. Luke's parents being able to come to the island and be true parents to him would have made all the difference to him. But he's been left, again, and all Aphrodite can do is try to show him he's not alone.
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"I would've given them anything! I would've died for them. If they could've just... Oh gods..."
I'm still no sure I even want to go on living.
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Why did this place hurt me like this? It's too much! I can still see my mother standing in the doorway, sane, every single day opening her arms to me. I can still feel the comfort of my dad's arms around me. How can I deal with that kind of loss? How?
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"I wish I knew," she says, opening her eyes after kissing his temple again. "I wish I knew how this place can be so cruel. I wish I knew how to stop it."
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I clutch her arm. "I can't.. Aphrodite I can't go on without them!"
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She takes his face in her hands again, gently, trying to get him to look at her. "If there was anything I could do, anything at all, you know I would do it, if I had any power at all here," she tells him gently. "And I know this is hard, love, so hard. But you can go on. It may not seem like it right now, but you can. You're not alone, and you are loved. You have me."
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I just shut up for a moment. That's what I can manage - not ranting like I'm losing it, at least for a moment. I look at her. I try to focus on what she's saying. She says I'm loved.
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"I'm here," she says, her eyes never leaving his. "I'm not going anywhere. I'm here and I'm real and I love you."
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I close my eyes and allow myself to cry. I wish I didn't have to wail like some child, but it's worse than losing my parents. Suddenly those two closest people, all those moments I shared with them, have all turned to mockery. It never existed.
I am a total wreck. If she loved me before, maybe by the end of this she'll have lost whatever respect she had for me.
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Her hand lifts to curl around the back of his neck, her fingers sliding into his hair. She's not about to let him go through this alone.
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"I love you." It scares me worse than ever to say that now.
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I suddenly realize that I can go on. Even if I ever have anybody but her, it's enough. I'm still deeply pained, and it's going to take me a very long time to get over what just happened, but I will be able to.
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She's going to take care of me, isn't she? It's what I need. Getting away from here sounds good.
That's about all I've got in me mentally. Now that the initial outburst is over, and now that there's a simple enough plan, my mind starts shutting down a bit. I can get one foot in front of the other. I don't need to think now.
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