Chapter 2: Caught
I tip-toed through the dark stone hallways to the best of my ability. Can Hades not afford at least a lantern? He's supposed to be the god of wealth isn't he? He acts like he's broke as a damn joke!
I came across a door when I heard voices.
"I don't want to marry father! Why can't you understand that?"
It was Goth boy's voice.
"You need a wife Nico. A companion. I will not have a son of mine be single for all eternity. How would that make me look?"
The voice of Hades echoed throughout the small corridors of his "palace".
"It would look like you were letting me make my own choices," Goth boy shot back. Careful Goth boy, Hades might just kick your ass into next week.
"Exactly, I would look like I didn't care about what your actions were. I will not let you make me look like a fool,"
"Fine, at least tell me a wedding date so I can kill myself beforehand." Ouch, way to spare a girl's feelings Goth boy.
"December 14. I believe that is the girl's birthday. What a treat to get married on her birthday. And she won't even forget your anniversary!" Hades is treating this like a joke! If you're going to make your son marry, at least take it seriously!
"Okay then, it's settled," Goth boy grumbled while heading toward the door. Shit! Danielle run! You can't be caught! Who knows what the consequences will- It was too late.
"Hey! Were you eavesdropping?" Goth boy seemed to command I answer him, not simply asking me.
"Of course! It concerned myself so I had a right to know," I stated a matter-of-factly.
"Stay out of it!" Goth boy grumbled as he turned to stalk away.
"Hey! I have some questions!" I yelled as I chased after him.
"I don't do questions," he mumbled as he took a sharp turn to the right.
"Just tell me your name," I said breathless. He stopped so abruptly that I almost ran into him. He turned quickly around.
"Nico Di Angelo, now will you go away and quit bothering me?" He had an annoyance in his eyes that seemed to tell back the fuck up, shut the fuck up, and leave me the hell alone!
"Danielle Richards, it's been a pleasure meeting you," More like a pleasure looking into those gorgeous- NO! BAD DANIELLE! You're supposed to hate him! He's taken everything away from you! That brought my blood to a boil.
"Now I have one more question," I said bitterly. "Can you show me to my room? I promise I'll stay out of your hair until the wedding day."
"Deal, follow me,"