Wills Prov
My eye brow raises as I stare at Juliet in shock. She never told me that she was into women. I mean like I always wondered why such an amazing women like her single, maybe because she was worried about being accepted by everyone. Then again that doesn't sound like her, Gram would tell them to shove their opinions up their assholes.
"Will is it shocking to you that I am also gay?" She asks looking a bit nervous, my eyes widen. Why would she think it's a big deal? Maybe the fact that I am not replying, but what do I say? It's not a big deal at all so why am I feeling weird like this? I know…. Because I was raised to feel this way around gay people, I felt the same way with myself when I realized that I am gay. Damn it family.
"Gram I am not shocked at all. I mean I am but I am happy, I just am wondering why you never told me? Like told me when I lived here and stayed with you. I don't know that was the main reason I was a little hesitant." I answer sighing.
"Will I understand, but you were not supportive of gay people yet. Even though you kept telling me guys were cuter than girls whenever I asked you if you were gay you would flip and tell me how wrong that was. Not because you knew any better but because you were raised that way. I didn't tell you so that I could still be with you. After my wife passed I felt very alone and you made me feel like I had a family again. Will I need to tell you something." I nod. "The reason I believe greek mythology and all that is because I met a goddess and fell in love with her and she fell of me. I had a child with her which sounds impossible but she was a goddess, she could do anything. I named my little girl Riptide and I loved her. Then we were attacked and she almost died, then I had to send her away. That's why I know about everything."
I stare at her and smile kindly.
"That's amazing. You are truly an amazing person. I am glad I knew you, but may I ask you something? You're daughter… she isn't at camp." I say.
"Yes, she isn't at camp anymore. Riptide joined the hunters and still fights for them. She is an amazing fighter and hunter, she makes me proud. Sadly since she joined the hunters she never grew up and had to watch me age into an old women. I know how hard that was for her." She looks down smiling. "If you ever run into her tell her that her mother loved her and still does. Her hair is white and her skin is as pale as snow. One of her eyes are blue and the other is green, she is an albino but beautiful. Tell her I love her." Juliet's image starts to flicker which tells me she is going. She looks up at me with a smile and I smile back.
"Will, have courage. Never back down." Her image goes away slowly her turning young again with her smile lasting the longest, it still lasts in my heart. I take a deep breath looking at her grave and then I realize two picture frames sitting in front of it. I walk over to it and pick up on to see Graham who was young at the time holding a toddler who must of been Riptide. She has white hair and pale skin plus two different colored eyes like she pointed out. Riptide smiled as she hugged her mother. I smile back putting the frame back and picking up the other. Its her as an old lady and she is helping me water the flowers. I was five at the time.
I feel myself start to break down but I say nothing and hold the picture close to me taking shaky breaths. Nico kneels down and pulls me into a hug. I hug him back and smile looking into his eyes. We stay like this for awhile until I lean down and kiss him, he kisses back slowly making me feel all warm inside. Everything is slow at first until we hear a loud gasp coming from behind
us. My nerves go off and my insides jump making my blood rush. I whip around my eyes wide with fear. My mom eyes are wide with shock and disbelief, her hands are cupped over her mouth and her eyes start to water. Then she starts to back up slowly like she just saw me murder someone. I get up my whole body shaking, I drop the picture and try to speak.
"M-mom I can explain! I was just uh I mean I… It is.." My voice breaks as I watch my mom shake her head and turn away from me running to the barn. My heart drops and shatters to the floor, she saw. I start running after her my legs turning into jelly. I grab onto the barn door and throw it open looking around for my mother. I see her running up the stairs and I without hesitation run after her.
My feet clomp against the wood as I rush upstairs trying to catch up to her. I stop when I reach her standing in front of her but still far away. She is sobbing and shaking her head unable to look at me. I try to speak but my voice dies out making it a squeal that gets her attention. Her eyes move up to me and I feel myself die slowly. She goes to walk away from me but I rush over and grab her arm calling her name. She tells me to let go trying to get out of my grip.
"Mom please listen!" I shout starting to cry. My eyes water and she stops looking at me meanly. "Mom I wanted to tell you but I was scared and I still am. Mom i'm so scared, please.."
"No no no, you need to let go of my arm. Will, let go now." She says trying to pull away again.
"Why won't you listen?" I shout. She glares at me. "Why can't you just let me explain? Mom this is so hard for me and I have been struggling! Look I know this is a huge shock but you have no right to run from me like I murdered someone when I only kissed a boy! I know you don't support that but you need to be here for me because that's your job as a mother to love me even if you don't agree with me! I know you don't want to hear this but it's time you should, I am gay and-" That's when her hand finds its way to my cheek bringing a sense of pain that burns, my mother just slapped me.
I stumble back in shock letting her hand be hers again. I am speechless and have no idea what to say. Slowly my hand moves up to my cheek feeling the spot my mom hit. I can feel the imprint of her hand and my whole face is on fire. My eyes start to water, my heart breaks and I slowly feel isolated and that I am a freak. My mother breathes loudly and she stands up straight regaining her balance. Then she walks past me heading to the stairs but before she goes she looks at me and speaks.
"I am going to talk to Jim and we will decide If you will still be our son, but don't count on it. If I were you I would pack your bags now." And then she leaves and when she does I collasp to the ground.
There is nothing left.
