Hey... Don't hate me! My writers block on this story was TERRIBLE. But, I'm getting back into the swing of things.
So, you might want to re-read the last few chapters just to catch up on some things.
So, here you go!
Leo's POV
"Ahh!" I screamed, slamming my hand on the edge of my bed.
"Leo?" I hear a small voice from under me call. "What's wrong?"
"I gods, Harley what day is it?" I ask, wondering if it was to real.
"Umm, how should I know? I'm eight! But, we have the chariot race tomorrow-"
I didn't even wait to hear the rest of his answer.
Could it be? It wasn't possible. I saw her, dead...
I felt myself slam into the Apollo door, and look around.
I see it.
No, I see her.
"Josie!" I scream, running up to her. "Oh my gods, you're alive!"
She gets a confused look in her blue eyes. "Of corse I am..."
"I had a dream-"
But I got cut off my her voice singing "My life would be, so different from this hell I'm living. So different now from what it seemed!"
"Huh?" I ask.
"Sorry, force of habit"
"Anyways, I dreamed, and you, you died!"
Her eyes look straight into mine, giving me a look of concern.
"Trust me Leo, I'm fine" she assures. "Now come on, lets go get some food"
"Josie" I say, as we're about to leave.
"Yeah?"
I̶ ̶l̶o̶v̶e̶ ̶y̶o̶u̶ ̶ "Lets go"
So, I know this is a terrible way to apologize for being gone so long. I SWEAR ON THE RIVER STYX that tomorrow, I will have a nice, long, chapter for you guys.
So, Q&A time!
Q: Do you mind bending the Space and Time Continuum and just bring her back to life?
A: I'm an eighth grader... Probably not. BUT, I am the author so I can make it all a dream.
Sorry this is so short and kind of crappy, but I have to go do 10th grade algebra (oh joy...) but I was in a writing mode.
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