Hey everyone! Hope all of you are good! So last chapter was a recap of everything that has happened in Life as a Royal Demigod and Life as a Royal Demigod in NYC. I mentioned that I'm with my best friend who is giving me ideas for way later on in this story or possibly another sequel. Anyways if you have input or ideas let me know! Thanks everyone and I don't own PJO!
I have been in rehab for about three weeks now. The doctors say that I have made amazing progress and will be allowed to leave the facility tomorrow. I will have to go in for weekly check-ups just to make sure I haven't had an pills or alcohol in my system and I don't have suicidal thoughts. Being here really takes my mind off things. The outside view is just beautiful. Everything outside is green, mainly trees but it looks so tranquil. I haven't had to deal with anybody and I have talked through all of my problems. My depression has gotten better and I'm not suicidal anymore. Obviously my depression will take time to go away but for now it has gotten at least 50% better than three weeks ago. My whole room is filled with flowers from all of my friends. Looking at them brightens my mood. However one person didn't send me flowers. That person is Max. Not that I expected anything from my friends but I find it weird that someone who I thought really cared about me would show no sign of care for me. It doesn't matter anyway because tomorrow I'm flying to Greece. I decided that I need to confront my mother on all the things that have bothered me my whole life and hope to resolve some of the conflicts between us. There was a knock on my door and one of the nurses walked into the room.
"Hello Carter how are you feeling?" she asked.
"Much better thank you." I said and she smiled.
"Are you ready to go tomorrow?" she asked and I looked around the room.
"Yes I think I'm ready. It's hard to believe it has been three weeks. It went by so fast but I feel much better."
"That seems to happen a lot with patients. I hope everything goes well for you in Greece. If you have any questions for us feel free to contact us."
"Thank you for everything. I feel so much better and I'm happy to be living a healthier lifestyle." I said.
"I'm happy to hear that. We will see you tomorrow." she said then walked out of the room. I turned off the lamp and drifted off into a deep sleep.
The next morning I gathered everything and left the rehab facility. It was nice to feel free again. I walked into my apartment and dropped off all the vases of flowers on the counter. I grabbed a few more things for Greece and then drove to the airport. After a long flight, I was back in my home country. I always enjoy being back in Athens. I got to the airport and who was I greeted by? The paparazzi. I tried to cover my face and make it to my car. They kept asking me questions on my depression and my addictions and I just kept my head down and continued to walk. I have no idea who told them about my condition but that didn't matter. All that matters is that I make it to the palace without being mobbed. I pulled up to the palace gates and more paparazzi were standing there awaiting my arrival. One of the guards came to my rescue and helped me into the gates as they shut on the mob of fakes with cameras. I thanked him and walked inside to the palace. My mother stood there talking to a middle-aged man with curly black hair, tan skin and a dark neatly trimmed beard. My mother stood there with her black curls on her shoulders and she was wearing a gold jacket with a matching skirt and heels. Even with the heels, the man was slightly taller than her. They turned to look at me. My mother walked up and gave me a big huge.
"Demitra you're home!" she said then gave me a kiss on the cheek. She pulled away and looked at me. I couldn't tell what she was thinking at the moment but she stood there staring at me. Finally she motioned for the man to walk over to us.
"Demitra there is someone I want you to meet. This is Anthony Bonaparte." she said and the man smiled. He stuck out his hand and I shook it.
"It's a pleasure to meet you Demitra." he said.
"Pleasure to meet you as well Mr. Bonaparte."
"Please call me Anthony." he said and I smiled. We walked into one of the sitting rooms and sat down.
"Demitra I would love to learn more about you." Anthony said.
"Yes I would love to learn more about you as well. Do you mind if I talk to my mother in private for a little while?" I asked him.
"Not at all. I will talk to you two later." he said and smiled at me and my mother.
"You wanted to talk to me in private? About what?" my mother asked in an innocent tone.
"Why I did what I did." I said to her and she seemed to tense up at that comment.
"Demitra do we really need to discuss this now?" she asked.
"Yes because it is important I tell you." I said to her and she frowned at the comment.
"Alright I will listen." she said and turned to face me.
"Do you remember the day when I was about four years old and you were talking to my father, Zeus?" I asked her and she seemed worried.
"I don't believe I remember that day." she said in an innocent tone.
"Cut the crap mom. You and I know damn well you remember that day." I said raising my voice because of my anger towards her.
"Demitra how dare you say that to me!" she said.
"Don't you even try to play the innocent card on me. I was about four years old and I was sitting in one of the main rooms with my doll. You were standing infront of me talking to Zeus. In that conversation you told him how you regretted your relationship with him and how I was a huge mistake that never should have happened."
"Demitra I..."
"That wasn't the last time you called me a mistake. My whole life that is what you said to me. How you wish that you didn't have me as a daughter. I will never forget that day mother. The word 'mistake' runs through my head anytime I feel down on myself. How can I be expected to love myself if my own mother doesn't love me? I'm just a huge disappointment to you!"
"Demitra that isn't true! I love you!"
"Then why don't you show me you love me? Why didn't you tell me you loved me throughout my childhood? You never said that to me. I'm not good enough for you. Nothing I do is good enough!"
"Demitra..."
"I didn't have a good enough boyfriend for you so you got me a rich fiancé instead!"
"You think that Max loved you for your personality? He loved you for your money!" she said.
"No he didn't! He loved me before he found out I was royal. He doesn't care if I'm apart of the Greek Royal family. He loves me for me! Why is it so difficult for you to see me happy? When I broke up with him I'm sure that made you so happy inside. But the truth is, I love Max and if I could I would spend the rest of my life with him. I know he loves me too and I hope to work things out with him when I get back to Manhattan." I said.
"I don't take pleasure in your misery Demitra. I really do love you and I'm sorry I never expressed that. When I got the call that you attempted suicide and the doctors thought you wouldn't live, it killed me inside. I know that I was a terrible and still am a terrible mother. I suppose the reason I was so mad at you for wanting to be with some poor guy from Texas..."
"Arizona."
"Whatever, it's because I envy you finding true love. I was married off when I was only 19 years old and to a man I didn't really know or had any feelings for. I was just angry that you found someone who loves you for you and not for the money. I'm that I failed you as a mother and I'm the reason you wanted to kill yourself. I love you sweetie." she said then embraced me in a hug.
"I love you too mom." I said and she had tears rolling down her cheeks.
"Demitra I promise I will make it up to you. I promise to be a better mother and to be a good grandmother to your future children." she said.
"It will take some time for me to forgive you but this is a good start." I said and she hugged me again. We walked out of the room and saw Anthony. My mother walked over to him and he kissed her cheek. He then walked over to me and stood there awkwardly until I gave him a hug.
"I was unsure how I should greet you." Anthony said.
"A hug is fine." I said. A maid walked over and was speaking something to my mother is a quiet tone.
"It seems that I need to make a few phone calls. Why don't the two of you do something this afternoon together?" she suggested.
"Yes Demitra I would love to get to know you." Anthony said.
"Alright then. Why don't we go do something and we can learn more about each other?" I asked.
"Sounds wonderful to me." he said.
"Do you like to ride horses?" I asked him and he smiled.
"Oh I love to ride. I assume you do as well?" he asked and I nodded in agreement. We walked to the stables and I ran over to my horse Pegasus. Anthony got on another horse and we rode out around the palace.
"Oh the first thing you should know about me Anthony is that I prefer Carter over Demitra." I said and he smiled.
"Ok Carter. So you're 24, correct?" he asked.
"Yes I am. Next August I will be 25. Anthony do you have any children?" I asked him and his smile seamed to fade.
"No I don't. My wife was unable to have children so we never did. I'm the only child so I have no nieces or nephews either."
"Oh I'm sorry. Well I can be like your daughter if you want."
"Yes you would be the first thing to a child I have ever had. I hope to learn more about you. So I will ask extremely basic questions that seem boring but they tell me a lot about you. So what is your favorite food?" he asked.
"Green curry with tofu. I have always loved that food especially since I'm a vegetarian. After I answer, you should say your answer to the question." I said.
"Ok mine would be lobster bisque. Your favorite color?" he asked.
"Red. I love it because yes it can represent bad things like blood or tragedy but to me it represents love. It is one of the colors when seen your heart beats faster."
"That's interesting I never knew that. Mine would be green. I really enjoy nature so green is fitting for me. So who is your best friend or friends?"
"My best friends who be Annabeth and Thalia. I have known them since I was 16. You?"
"I don't really have a best friend. I have many close friends from around the world. Do you have a boyfriend?" he asked with a big smile.
"Not now. I was dating Alexander Winthrop but we ended our relationship when I went to rehab."
"Oh yes I know the Winthrops. I don't want you to feel uncomfortable if I ask this but who is Max? Your mother mentioned something about him."
"Max is one of my close friends who also is my ex-boyfriend and the guy I'm in love with." I said.
"Ex-boyfriend? If you're still in love with him, does that mean he broke up with you?" Anthony asked.
"No I broke up with him. Let me explain my relationship with Max. So when I was 16 I went to this summer camp. Max came along and befriended me. For the fourth of July, there was a dance and Max asked me to the dance. That night we kissed and he became my boyfriend. Well when I brought him and my other friends to my 17th birthday ball, my mother disapproved of my relationship with him, however Armand supported it and allowed me to live in New York to go to highschool for a year. Max and I dated for that year and continued dating even with me becoming Queen and not being able to see him much. We dated for close to seven years. All of my friends are either married or engaged. So I figured he would pop the question soon. I was wrong. He didn't want to get married or have children. These are two very important things to me. I got so mad with him that at the beginning of last month, we all went to Paris to celebrate our friends engagement. While in Paris, Max screwed up and I broke up with him."
"Wow you have a lot of history with this guy. You still love him?"
"Yes I'm still in love with him. I want to get back together with him. I just hope he has changed his mind on marriage and kids."
"I hope so too. So what is Max like?"
"Well he is 6'2, has a tan body with major muscles and a six-pack, dark brown almost black hair, blue eyes and a kind smile. He is very funny, romantic, smart and caring. He is an E.R. doctor and went to Princeton University. He has a twin sister named Clarisse and they are from a small town in Arizona called Aimesly. He is so sweet and has a huge heart."
"He sounds like a nice young man."
"He really is."
"I hope that the two of you can work out your differences and get back together." Anthony said.
"Thanks. I really do care about him. I hope he still feels the same way about me."
"I'm sure he does Carter. I'm glad I got to know you more."
"I'm glad too. I think you and my mother are really a great pair." I said and he smiled.
"Thank you Carter." he said. We finished our ride and walked back into the palace to talk to my mother. They talked more about their relationship and I talked more about my progress and everything that happened. I went upstairs to my bedroom and laid on the bed. I looked at some of the pictures on my phone and came across one from my anniversary with Max. We both looked so happy and in-love. It took me a minute to realize but the same look Max was giving me in this photo was the same look he gave me at the hospital three weeks ago. Maybe there is hope for Max and I to get back together.
So what did you all think? Not my best chapter but it's not terrible. Let me know if you have an idea for my story and please review :) Thanks everyone :)