"Excuse me, Jeremiah." Briar said, pulling away. She cocked her head towards the bathroom, where Ethan stood. Jeremiah obviously didn't see him there.
She couldn't get there fast enough.
Ethan sat in the sink, fiddling with a spike bracelet on his wrist.
"I thought you'd be on The Princess Andromeda." Briar said, softly.
"I thought you'd be here with Charlie, not making out with some boy." Ethan replied, jumping off the sink. "Why, Briar? Why?"
"Because you left me."
"I never le-"
"Yes you did! You've been gone for three years, never bothering to write or IM or send me a fucking post card from Hawaii saying 'Life's Great Without You.' That would have hurt less, Ethan. You left me in agony, me never knowing whether or not you were dead or alive or if you had eloped or gotten cancer!" she screamed. "You did leave me."
"If I left you, then why did you kiss me when I came back to Camp?" he asked, staring her in the eyes.
"Because I love you, stupid! Which is your fault, by the way. Just in case you wanted to blame another flaw in our relationship on me." She cried, pushing him away.
"You loving me is a flaw in our relationship, Briar?"
"I don't know, do you love me back?"
"Of course I do, Briar! I wouldn't have saved you if I didn't love you." Ethan yelled "I've always loved you." He whispered, taking her face in his hands.
"Then why did you go?" she sobbed, burying her face in his chest.
"For you" he murmured . "I thought if the war was won by Kronos, and Hecate was recognized, you wouldn't depend on worthless father ."
Briar pulled away. She looked Ethan in the eyes, not blinking.
"I never needed Hecate. She doesn't love me. Neither does my dad. They never will. I was an accident. My dad is just guilty for knocking her up, so he attempts to buy my love."
"I left for nothing?"
"Absolutely nothing"
"Why did you choose him?" he asked, suddenly.
"He has the same color eyes as you do. And you said your favorite song is Cemetery Drive, so is his. And his name is Jeremiah."
"So?"
"You always said our son would be named Jeremiah." She whispered. Ethan grabbed her by the shoulders and pulled her to him.
He kissed her, hotly and clumsily, backing her against the door. His hands ran all down her body, to her legs. He picked her up and she wrapped her legs around him. He ran his fingers under her shirt, against her skin, towards the button on her jeans.
"Ethan, no, we can't. Not here. Not now." She groaned.
"Fine. I'll come back to Camp to see you tomorrow night." He said, kissing under her jaw. He snapped her bra strap gently, walking out. She followed him out, seeing Jeremiah talking to a person with blonde hair.
"Hey, sorry. My cousin called to tell me he's on his way" she said in his ear.
"It's cool. Do you want to get your shirt then?" he asked. She nodded and they waited in line, him standing behind her.
"Hey, is that hicky from me?" he asked, suddenly, touching her neck. Her hand snapped up to touch it, and she blushed.
"It must be. I'm single, so it could only be from you." Dear gods, Ethan left a hicky on my neck she thought.
"Oh." She picked out her t-shirt, and pulled out a hundred dollar bill from her pocket. "Damn, how much money do you have?"
"Around two hundred dollars." She murmured, absent mindedly.
Jeremiah walked her outside, and she seen the van and mentioned it was her ride. He pulled out a piece of paper and wrote something on it.
"My number, in case you get lonely." He said, tucking it in the waistband of her jeans. He kissed her, slipping his tongue in her mouth.
When he walked away, she spit and slipped a piece of gum in her mouth. She slid in the van, and Charlie smirked at her from the passenger seat.
"Busy tonight, Briar?"
"If you only knew"