Please don't think this is OOC because the point of this story is about what's behind everything you know. Oh and this is just one shots of different people from the Aphrodite cabin so this may be the only chapter about Drew. Review if you want!
She used to be at the top. She was the head counselor of the Aphrodite cabin, considered the most beautiful girl in the entire camp. She could get any boy she wanted with just a few persuasive words. Most girls wanted to be her at camp. They wanted her clothes, her looks, her power.
But no one knew about what lied behind Drew's adoring smiles and laughs. She didn't want anybody to know, and if someone found out, well it wasn't hard for her to convince them to keep their mouth shut.
The truth was that Drew was suffered from depression because living up to her mother's name was harder than it looked. It's hard to believe that the cabin that looked so perfect and put together all the time with no flaws was the one with the most problems. Anorexia, bulimia, depression, cutting, addiction, plagued most of the girls and boys that lived there. Even Silena Beauregard.
And no one believed them either. The first time Drew told someone that she was clinically depressed was during the war in New York when she thought she was going to die. The boy she was in love with, the one who laughed and said that was impossible, died five minutes after she told him.
Since the war when she was awarded head counselor after her sister suffered a tragic but heroic death, Drew was determined to make sure the Aphrodite cabin's secrets would never get out. They would be even more perfect than ever before. It wasn't hard, her ability to charm speak made the task easy. But she also knew fear of her drove her siblings to follow her strict rules.
Just when things were going her way, Piper came along. Piper seemed like their was nothing wrong with her. She was beautiful in that natural way, not in the make-up covered way like the rest of them. She didn't put on a mask every morning and hate to take it off at the end of the day. Piper hated that mask, she refused to even think about putting it on. She could charm speak better than Drew and Piper also had Jason.
Jason was hot. He had looks that could compete with Percy Jackson. The mist had made Piper fall for Jason without her even knowing who he was. And it was obvious that he had a thing for her too. But it was also obvious that if Jason had Piper in his "new" life and Percy had Annabeth in his "old" life, Jason would have a girlfriend worrying about him back where he came from and Percy would have a sorta girlfriend where ever he was now.
Well, it was obvious to everyone but Piper.
Piper was likeable too, everyone was helpful to her because they thought she could set them free from Drew's prison. When Piper took Drew's role after she came back from her quest, things got worse for her. The depression got worse. The beautiful, perfect girl was unraveling on the inside. Her self confidence tumbled. Voices in her head shouted to her, you're not good enough, you're not powerful enough, the only boy you really loved laughed at you, you're not smart enough to succeed, you're untrustworthy, you have no friends, you don't deserve to be considered a daughter of Aphrodite.
All was well for Piper though, who still hadn't figured out the chaos that lies inside the cabin, she never heard the Drew's silent tears in the middle of the night. No one ever did. Sometimes Drew just went behind the cabin and cried because no one would look there. Everyone was too busy being happy that they were free from Drew's with strengths. But soon they'll wish they had her back. They'll want it back to old times when the drama of their secrets weren't leaked outside of the light pink walls. Once they realize that Piper doesn't know how to deal with this kind of stuff, they'll all realize they made a mistake. But it'll take time.
Jealousy still seeped through Drew's veins like venom as the days passed. Drew had started taking her anti-depressant pills again after she lost her spot as head counselor but they didn't seem to be working anymore. She started taking more than the prescribed amount, three pills instead of two, and no one noticed in the Big House when she had to come in earlier than usual to get a refill. Drew was scared that no one noticed anything anymore. Not with the race to get that weird boat of fire built so they could "save" Percy Jackson and make peace with the Romans with Jason as their diplomat. Everyone's attention was on getting our hero back and saving the world... once again. No one noticed anything that wasn't involved in the war.
Just like that Drew felt like she didn't feel wanted, she was being ignored, no one even cared. The girl that used to be on top was reduced to the very bottom. This wasn't how it was suppose to work. She was suppose to be loved. But she wasn't. To Drew being loved by others was the only thing that mattered. For the first time Drew contemplated suicide.
It wouldn't be hard, she would think. All she had to do was walk into the woods at night weaponless and wait for something to come and get her. She wouldn't fight back. It would look like an accident. The Aphrodite girl that was such a ditz she got herself killed. No one would miss her. People thought she was as evil as Hades. Some might even cheer when they heard the news.
No one would know that she was suffering from pain she could barely understand herself. Drew wouldn't be remembered, she didn't do anything heroic, she didn't even do anything right. Girls like her never went down in history.
As time passed Drew found herself cuddled up on her bed looking out the window wondering how her life got this way. She dwelled on things that didn't even make sense. Her mind swirled over the same things over and over and over again, each time breaking her down a little more. Her charmed smiles were coming undone, Drew didn't even bother to try to get someone to get something for her. Or just listen to her. She drifted from conversations and none of her siblings noticed. She stopped putting on so much make up because it would just smudge when she cried, but no one noticed. She started listening to her iPod which was something she never did. Nobody noticed.
A week after Piper got assigned head counselor Drew was sitting in a chair next to the bathroom reading a magazine and listening to her iPod on full blast. It was right after dinner and most of the cabin was hanging out around the volleyball court or the beach, but there were a few stragglers still in the cabin. Including Piper.
Piper reached for the bathroom doorknob.
"I wouldn't go in there." Drew said still fixed on her magazine.
Piper said something back but she couldn't hear it through her ear buds. She entered the bathroom anyways. Drew took one ear bud out.
"GET OUT!" A sobbing girl said from inside.
Piper eye's were wide as she shut the door behind her. Speechless too. She still hadn't figured out just how problematic this family was. Piper had just witnessed a girl shoving her finger's down her throat.
"I told you," Drew said, still reading the magazine.
"You know what Drew?" Piper started, "You could at least-"
Drew stuck the other ear bud back in, ignoring what Piper had to say. She didn't want to hear it. Piper was just going to yell at her again and Drew had been yelled at enough to know it's better to just ignore it.
If only it was that easy.