'When someone finds their way, they need to be brave enough to take wrong steps. Disappointment, defeat, and discouragement are tools God uses to show us the way. '
Paulo Coelho, writer
Pov. Annabeth
That day would be a pain. All the others were no longer enough. But today would be worse, I would have to see him again. And that destroyed me; The worst was that I had no one to comfort me, to hold me, I was alone. Literally. I had no friends. That's right. I Annabeth Chase the all powerful, most popular, most beautiful, most of Yancy Academy didn't have a single friend. The ones around me, like Drew, Rachel, Katie ... ha, and Bia, weren't my friends, they were just another bunch of self-serving women who just wanted to get noticed.
Well let me tell you a little about myself, I don't even have to repeat mine, I already said and if you didn't pay attention, DON'T CARE ME OK? Hunf ... I'm 16, gray-blue eyes, curly blond hair and a body that many would kill themselves for. If you wanted to be like this I give up. Life is not a bed of roses. Well if I thought my life was bad, yesterday I changed my mind, my life is a disgrace. Perhaps the largest that ever existed.
I would give anything, my money, my popularity, my beauty just to be happy again. Well let's go from the beginning. I was practically not a child because she started to fall apart when I was six. At that time, I still lived in Malibu in California. To this day I still wake up at night crying remembering that day.
It was Christmas Eve, and at that time my father had just finished his doctorate in war history , we were not rich and we lived almost nothing, mainly because of my mother who spent even what she had not. We lived in a small spider-infested house that was found everywhere, from climbing the walls to inside the coffee can.
We didn't have much, but we were certainly happy, at least before my mom started spending a lot. My father was always understanding, and he was laughing at all sorts of things, one of the philosophical thoughts he always said was that we might not have the beans, but we certainly had joy in our hearts. He had a real stock of dull jokes. Already my mother was the opposite of this, always complaining and fighting with my father, always said that he was born to be a nobody and that soon, would get someone worthwhile.
I saw when my father Frederick loved Athena. He didn't raise his voice when she screamed, always saying that what we should preserve the most is the family. But it seemed the last thing my mother cared about was that. Always talked that leave us and seek someone who you satisfice s if at all. She always struggled with everything and everyone or almost everyone, because when I was present, she made a point of faking something she wasn't. An understanding and caring person. As if I didn't know about the shacks she made.
Each day his threats to my father only increased. She started out more, there were times she didn't even sleep at home. Several times I heard my father crying in the bedroom. He loved her so much and didn't deserve it. Every day I asked the heavens never to let my family break up, and even if everything went bad the way it was, we could live together, today I understand that we lived together for myself. But it seems that on that particular day the heavens turned their backs on me just to start my nightmare. December 24, Christmas Eve. That day my father had not worked, he was happy since he had recently graduated and was offered a government seat in the foreign affairs area. Only I knew that. My father had told me that it would be a surprise to my mother that she wanted to have a better life, that is, full of money. I was finished getting dressed, tying a green ribbon to the green in my hair when I heard a shouting - No Frederick, I'm tired and I'm leaving and she's going with me - my mom said I heard a murmur coming from the room. I walked slowly down the stairs and looked through the crack in the door. My mother was accompanied by a tall man dressed in a suit and smiling triumphantly. My dad on the other hand looked worse than I've ever seen him in his life. Her eyes were red, her hair tousled, and her clothes wrinkled. - No Athena, if you do not want to hear me, you can go, but she stays - my father tried to speak rudely, but I could see the pain in his voice - There is, who do you think is to tell me this Frederick? Our daughter does not even have a clothing that has not been patched, besides that there is always food around here, you are nothing Frederick and much less have something to offer us, I was crazy to marry you. I'm leaving here - said with disdain I was in shock. That was not my mother. She wouldn't do that to my father. Even with so many fights I thought they loved each other. I started crying sobbing loudly which caught their attention. My father as soon as he saw me came running over and hugged me. - Calm down darling, calm down don't be like this - he said smoothing my hair - It's ... it 's ... w-she'll go - I said sobbing My father said nothing, just hugged me tighter. That's when I heard my mother laughing along with that man - That's Frederick, now that you've taken the moment to say goodbye to her I'm leaving. Come on Annabeth, we 'll stay away from this misery and away from this worthless one. I looked at her already reaching out to me by hand. My father had already dropped me and had his head bowed. I liked my mother, but she never took care of me like my father. I looked back at him and ran behind his legs. At first, he got scared, but then gave me a shy smile. - I think she chose misery and miserable here Athena, now get out of here and never think about coming back - said coldly My mother looked at my father with hatred, after a while looked at me with disdain
"In as much enjoyment and as much life as you worthless, I can't believe I had a daughter like you, I wish you had never been born a nuisance," he said turning toward the door and leaving stormy.
When I heard the door slam shut I began to cry. . What she said hurt, hurt more than anything I ever felt in my life, it was as if someone had shoved an ember into my chest. Everything I thought and admired about her at that moment went down. I remembered the times she said she loved me and told me stories before bed. But it was all a lie, I realized that it as a whole was a lie. I admired her. Even today when I heard what I ... what I always was ... a hindrance.
My father hugged me tightly in a protective way and slowly I calmed down until he said
- Don't be like this my daughter, from now on everything will get better you will see. Now it's me and you, together forever
I gave a shy smile, there was no way not to smile at him. He was all I had now, my protector, my father.
"It's a father, now it's you and me," I said, hugging him tighter.
Christmas that year was sad, but my dad didn't stop celebrating. By January he had already made preparations for the move. Is he would work in a government office in New York.
We moved in late January to an apartment on Park Avenue near the Empire State? The apartment was even more comfortable small comfortable. My dad soon enrolled me at Yancy Academy, which was really expensive and one of the best in the country, but when it came to my education he made no effort.
At first it was hard to get used to it, I was a nerd, antisocial , but after a while I didn't worry anymore. I was happy again. Little did I know it would be for a short time. My father over the years grew up in his career, his work was respected by all and recognized almost internationally. He was always present, even when traveling, he never stops calling me, always helping me with everything and everyone until that summer.
I remember that my father had arrived earlier that day and soon came to me with the news that he had been promoted to the position of ambassador. I smiled at the news, after all he really deserved it. At that time, we no longer lived on Park Avenue, but in one of the city's upscale neighborhoods. My father told me that with this the responsibilities would increase and that he would travel more often , several times he wanted to accompany him, but could not, because he was still studying and usually the trips were long.
At first I tried to understand, but later. He rarely stayed at home and locked himself inside the office solving matters more important than his daughter's happiness. I didn't call myself so often when I was away and it hurt, but not so much when my birthday came.
That day he had traveled. I waited at least one call from him all day, but nothing. That year that date passed on to him. It was at this time that I decided to change. I ceased to be Daddy's example, I wanted to live, since my father now only lived happily alongside presidents and ministers. Deep down I knew I changed just for him to notice me, yet it seems that it made no difference, he didn't realize until recently.
Three years ago I met Luke, he had just moved to town and was studying at Yancy. He certainly looked more like a Greek god than an eighth grader. Tall, blond, blue-eyed and even back then he had an athlete physique. At that time I no longer worried about studying or pleasing my father, but I always tried to keep my grades, but after I met Luke I stopped for good.
He taught me how to live and a lot, we started dating the very first week that he arrived which caused many envy at that school. He was affectionate, understanding and incredibly romantic. We always went to clubs and only came back the other day, not that there had been a night of wild sex between us, not that he didn't insist, but I still kept myself, I knew I wasn't ready.
I loved him and thought that he too until yesterday ...
