HAZEL'S POV:

I woke up the next morning and instantly had a headache. I sat up and all the memories and feelings from last night surged back. I flopped back onto my bed and stared at the ceiling. I started thinking about Frank. My hand instinctively went to my pocket. I felt the cloth that was wrapped around the life stick, but something didn't feel right. I quickly unwraveled it and gasped. The stick was broken in half! How did that happen? I thought about how much I toss and turn in my sleep. I'd broken the stick...What would that do to Frank. I bolted upright and leaped off the bed. I ran down the hallway and knocked down Coach Hedge. I bursted into Frank's room and no one was there. I sprinted up a flight of stair and opened the door in the infirmary. Annabeth was jotting down notes on a clipboard.

"Where is Frank?!" I asked. Annabeth looked at me, her eyes filled with sorrow.

"He...he is...his spine broke last night and his nervous system shut down. I'm so sorry. We don't know how it happened. I'm trying my best." she explained. She gestured towards a curtain in the far right corner of the room.

I slowly walked towards the curtain and pulled it back. I choked up as I saw Frank in a full body cast. My eyes started tearing and I collapsed next to his bed.

"Hazel, I'm sorry" said Leo. I was so wrapped up in my own emotions that I hadn't noticed he was sitting in a chair next to his bed.

"Why are you here?" I asked. He had no right to be here! He had never liked Frank. He was the main reason why we broke up! If he hadn't tried to "break the ice" than we wouldn't be in this situation.

"I...I feel like this is my fault. It's my fault he is hurt." he explained. I clutched the two broken sticks and held them up.

"IT'S MY FAULT! I was irresponsible and slept with the stick IN MY POCKET! I broke it and that's why he has a broken spine!" I burst into tears and Leo tried to comfort me.

This was all his fault. If he hadn't came into my room last night and kissed me...or, if I hadn't kissed him, I would have carefully taken the stick out of my pocket and put it away.

"GET OUT! LEAVE ME ALONE!" I screamed. He jumped back. I was never this angry. He backed away slowly and turned around. Just before he left he turned around and looked at me.

"I'm sorry...I'm really sorry..." and then he was gone. I was alone with no one except Frank, who was fighting for his life. I wasn't there to help him. I couldn't be.

"Hey there, sweetheart. How ya doin'?" asked a raspy, unfamiliar voice. I looked up and saw the one person who I least expected.

Mars...

He was probably here to murder me because I put his son in a coma. All he did was laugh at me.

"Why are you laughing?" I said, questioning him.

"Because. You silly humans blame yourselves for everything. It's not your fault or Leo's." he replied with a snarky attitude.

"Who's fault was it?" I asked. He smiled at me and folded his arms. Rage boiled up inside me and I pounced on him.