Liper

It wasn't that he didn't love Jason- they were practically brothers after all. They were the cool kids, the bros, the best buds who never argued over anything at all.

Jason was the golden boy, perfect, handsome, amazing in every way. Then it turns out that he's also Jupiter's son; you know, the king of the whole fricken' universe! But Leo- he was the child of Hephaestus, the ugly dude who even his own mother didn't want to acknowledge as her son. While Jason was a leader, Leo was the annoying 7th wheel that just traveled along with the other, more talented demigods of the seven.

It wasn't that he didn't love Jason- he just resented him.

However, it wasn't the handsomeness, the leadereshness, the complete and utter perfection that drove Leo insane with jealousy. It was the girl hanging off of Jason's arm. The one with the laughing eyes which were a mirage whichever way you looked at them. The one with the adorable smile, the one Jason ignored, the one he took for granted, the one who could do so much better.

But she didn't want to. She didn't want to do better, because she loved Jason. Nothing he or Leo ever said could change that. As her best friend, he had heard her ramble excitedly for hours and hours at sleepovers about her perfect wedding where Jason would sweep her off her feet and carry her away to a gold and silver carriage. Leo would joke about her inner Aphrodite showing through, and she would playfully shove him, a small smile playing on her lips. And his heart broke just that little bit more.

He started making excuses not to hang out with them, with her- his heart in such little pieces they were hardly recoverable and he worried if he saw them being sweet and coupley, laughing and giggling respectively, his heart would shatter so completely that he would never be able to put it back together.

He started drifting away from them, doing anything and everything to forget, to let go of the past, yet he still got invited to their wedding. He went, but he didn't quite know why- he jut needed to see her one last time.

He turned away when they kissed, tears of anger, sorrow and self-pity welling in his eyes. Standing up, he avoided the confused and curious stares people were giving him and stalked out of the church, shoving a note in his pew set, marked Piper and Jason and ran. He'd planned for this moment. He stopped on the edge, tears finally free-falling down his cheeks in a cascade of bottled-up bitterness as they rolled down the bridge of his nose and disappeared into the murky depths of the river below him. As his life was about to end, he focused on the positive moments.

Partying wildly with Percy and Thalia until early in the morning.

1.

Laughing so hard with Hazel that milk spurted out of his nose.

2.

A long night of Truth or Dare a few years ago, with Piper and Jason where he was 1 turn away from kissing Piper, when she declared her ever-lasting love for Jason...

3.

Splash.

Fin.

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