Aphrodite's feelings
Aphrodite's pov
I can't quite remember when it all started, but when Zoey first arrived at the house of night I hated her. I felt like she was trying to take everything away from me. Her filled in mark was the most talked about topic, and I thought she wanted to take away my popularity. Then she took the leadership of the Dark Daughters and made all my friends turn there backs on me, at least that's what I thought back then, I hadn't realised that it was my fault all those things were happening to me. All I wanted was for her to have never come to the house of night.
But then, as I got to know her for who she was, and not just the girl with the filled in mark that took everything from me, all that changed. She was such a good person; I just couldn't hate her anymore. The more I learned about her, the more I wished that I could be her friend. However, as much as I wanted to I just couldn't, I was the most popular fledgling at the school and she hung out with the "nerd herd". I know that she was popular because of her filled-in mark, but if I tried to be her friend now, after all that I had did to her and her friends, everyone would think that I was only trying to become more popular.
I don't really know how but, somehow we ended up becoming friends anyway and we started to hang out more often. Even though it seemed that she had finally accepted me into her group of friends, I felt like the only reason was because the vamps couldn't read my mind either, so that I was the only one she could tell about certain stuff. There was no way I wanted her to know how I felt though, so I always put up this wall around myself, and doused my words with sarcasm. Sometimes when she was talking to me, it was hard to keep my wall up, it would fall for a second and I could tell that she had seen my fear.
I'm surprised she never noticed how strongly I felt about her, but I guess me going out with Darius was a good cover. Even though Zoey hadn't noticed, I would be very surprised if Stevie Rae hadn't either. My imprint with Stevie Rae seemed to be really strong, but maybe she had just thought that these feelings burning inside me were directed towards Darius. Unless she had noticed but had decided to keep her mouth shut, if that was the case, i'm would be very grateful to her. I really hadn't meant to string Darius along like I was but I did care about him, very much, and I couldn't hurt him. So I decide to put aside my feelings for Zoey and stay with Darius.
I thought that I had finally been able to forget about her but, when Heath died and we found Zoey on the ground with her soul shattered, I thought that she was dead. I froze and all I could do was stare as her friends crowded around her. Seeing Zoey like that, I thought that might die also, no one noticed that I was just standing there in numb horror as I watched the scene infront of me. When I finally noticed that she was still breathing, I felt better but still, the only thing I was able to think and say was "She's not dead" and I just kept repeating that to myself. I thought that maybe if I kept saying it at one point I would be able to believe it and regain control over my body.
So this is my first fanfiction that I ever wrote...I don't know if it's good so please review and tell me what you tought about it. I've started chapter 2 so i'll update if you guys like it. I know it's not long, i'll try to make my other chapters longer. Anyway, tell me what you think of it and what I could do to make it better.