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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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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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