"Why won't she stop crying?" I held myself not to scream, so Clarissa wouldn't wake up again.

"I don't know, Clarisse." Chris itched his head, waking up from his nap. I hated him for sleeping while I took care of Sophie.

"Well, do something, because I'm getting really fed up." I told him.

"What do you want me to do?" He answered in a rude tone of voice.

I ignored and gave him my back.

Sophie started coughing and soon enough I was covered in baby vomit…again. She took a deep breath and then started quieting down. I grabbed a moist towel and cleaned her mouth the best I could.

"There you go, baby" I rocked her in my arms, "Shh…shhh…hmmm." She started getting comfortable and quieting down.

Chris had already removed the bed spread to wash and I finally got a moment to shower and clean myself up. I felt exhausted, like i would die if I didn't sleep. I lied in bed, without any sheets, but I didn't care I just needed to sleep. But as soon as I fell asleep, Sophie started coughing desperately, and the more she coughed, she started crying again.

"Enough of this" I picked her up and told Chris, "I'm taking her to the infirmary."

"Mommy" Clarissa who had woken up, was tugging on my sweatpants.

"Shhh…Sophie, please" I tried making Sophie stop coughing and crying.

"Mommy!" Clarissa pulled on my pants again.

"Wait!" I told her impatiently, I didn't want to seem rude but I had to take care of my screaming newborn.

I wrapped Sophie in a blanket and Chris helped me.

"MOMMY!" Clarissa screamed.

"CLARISSA!" It came out louder than I wanted it to, "I'm taking care of your sister, she's sick! Don't you see she needs me right now?" I regretted saying that as soon as it came out.

Chris gave Clarissa a warm smile, trying to make up for what I said.

Clarissa looked down and disappeared from our room.

I grabbed Sophie and headed out.

"Clarissa, we'll be right back." Chris told her as she sat on the couch, "Stay there, we won't take long."

It hurt to leave Clarissa alone but Sophie just wouldn't stop pestering us with her screams.

"Aren't we forgetting something?" Chris asked me.

"I don't know" I answered.

"I have a strong feeling that we are letting something slip."

"Lets just go, Chris." I told him.

CLARISSA POV

Mommy had left me at home. Daddy had left me at home. Mommy ignored me, and all I wanted was to show her the sash I had made for my birthday. That was today. I didn't know how to write yet but my scribbles were supposed to mean, "Birthday Girl", I had worked on it last night while they were taking care of my new sister. And I thought they were going to say something, but they didn't even wish me Happy Birthday. They forgot about me.

I felt really sad. I thought Mommy didn't like me anymore, she just liked Sophie.

I curled up into a little ball on the couch and put my birthday sash on. I just wanted to be with my Mommy and Daddy for my birthday, nothing else.

Water started coming out of my eyes, I never understood that. Whenever I felt sad or upset, water would come out of my eyes. I felt a little pain in my heart, inside. And so the water kept falling and it kept hurting inside. I hugged the pillow and pretended it was Mommy. I held it tight, I never wanted to let go.

Suddenly the front door opened, I shot up, my face wet from the water coming out of my eyes, I thought it was mommy and daddy, realizing it was my birthday and coming back to stay with me. But it wasn't. I backed away, I had never seen those people, I felt scared.

There was a very nice looking lady, with long blonde hair and nothing on her seemed ugly. She looked really beautiful, perfect, like one of my dolls. She walked in my direction.

"Hey sweetie" Her voice was sweet.

"Who you?" I was still learning how to speak properly. I pointed towards the three of them, standing next to me.

"She doesn't know who we are?" A tall scary man said. He was wearing scary clothes. He was scary.

I backed off, afraid.

"Shh, Clarissa" The nice lady sat beside me and touched my hand. "You don't remember us do you?" She laughed. I thought her necklace was really pretty and shiny. I pointed towards it and smiled. "You like my necklace?" She asked, I nodded shyly. "Here" She took it off and handed it to me. I started pressing the shiny stones on it, amazed with the sparkle. "I'm Aphrodite." She smiled at me, her teeth were really white. "Goddess of love and beauty, I know you don't remember, I saw you when you were just a little baby, you look beautiful." She touched my curls.

"I'm your grandpa." The scary man said, he had a loud voice. I hugged the nice lady's arm.

"Don't be scared, its okay." She looked at the scary man with a mean face. "He's Clarisse's daddy."

I smiled, "Mommy!" I clapped my hands.

"Yes, your mommy's daddy, he's the god of…huh, war. He's name is Ares" The nice lady said.

I got up and walked up to the scary man. I grabbed his legs and looked up, showing him my new teeth. He looked really tall.

There was another man, he looked like daddy. He smelled nice.

"I'm your grandpa too, I'm Hermes." The man that looked like daddy said.

I tilted my head.

"I'm your daddy's daddy." He told me.

"Daddy!" I pointed towards him, wanting to say that he looked like daddy.

"I think she means you look like Chris." The nice lady understood me.

"Chis! Carisse!" I clapped my hand, keep in mind that my pronunciation wasn't that good either.

"Its your birthday!" The nice lady said, "Happy Birthday, beautiful!" She hugged me. "What a beautiful sash you have there."

"Happy birthday, Clarissa!" The man that looked like daddy hugged me.

"Yeah…that." The scary man tried smiling, but his smile looked strange.

"Where's Clarisse and Chris?" The man that looked like my daddy asked.

"Wid Sophie. She sick." I shrugged.

"And they left you alone on your birthday?" The nice lady asked, with a surprised look, "They left a two year old alone at home?"

"They didn't remember birthday. Mommy's mad at me." I struggled to say the right words.

"Sophie is premature, Aphrodite. She's having respiratory problems." The scary man said, i frowned at him.

"Still" The nice lady insisted, "No happy birthdays, no parties, no presents? Thats sad."

"Tell you what" The man that looked like my father said, "Come with us and you'll have the best birthday ever."

I thought about it for a second.

"Okay."

A/N: Review please!