Author's Note: First of all, i want to make sure I apologize about the time that I spend without updating. I apologize for it and really feel bad, sorry to all the fans of this story! I will try to keep updating weekly, or at least a time in two weeks. Any doubts about why I wasn't posting just PM me.

Clarisse POV

Lying in my bed, I cried until my lungs had enough. The nodes in my neck down my throat and my stomach. My fists were sore from so much pressure caused by rigid stay with them for so long. In my head, it seemed that neither myself, the owner of my body, I could control my thoughts. All I could think of was Chris. Everything about him, all those times we spent together, all these beautiful remembrances. All our fights, all strictly caused by me. And the way he used to kiss me, so pure and so lovely, I was afraid I would never feel that again.

After much drama and effort and a lot of therapy myself, I stood up. Still dizzy and blurred vision caused by dried tears. I went into the bathroom and violently ripped in a hurry the dress gorgeous Silena had prepared just for me. It seemed that I had ripped more than just the dress, so I wanted Chris to me, and he was never a harassment among girls, especially not the perfectly beautiful. So, do not know how to handle it. I looked in the mirror, I do not care what I looked like. In the corner of the mirror written in lipstick was pink, "Chica ... oh poor you, I've discovered that Chris got someone better than you! Was time too, right? Begin to apply in at least three of those dating sites ... will need to get something like a person who likes you more ... I doubt that one of those sites will do some miracle, is not it? Good luck! His girlfriend, Gretchen. "

How come that witch could do this? (And with "witch" I mean, change the "W" and replace it for a "B". Hehe.)

And then…all of a sudden, the door slammed open, I barely stood still due to the shock I had. In only his pants, Chris Rodriguez appeared. He wore a: "sorry for being such a jerk" countenance on his face. My brain was parted in three parts, the first part wanted to punch him to death. Wanted to pull out all his teeth with punches and stick two of them in his nostrils and the rest make him gulp down! Another part wanted to run into his arms; pretend he had never cheated on me and just kiss him until my breath ended. And the last part was the one that reacted.

The first thing I said when I saw him was simply, "I hate you." And at the time, I really deeply hated him. I mean, how come he just cheated on me. I closed my eyes for a few seconds and remembered.

It was a chilly night, last winter, I was in the woods, and all of a sudden Chris came out of the woods, I got surprised. I was on my shoot position, expecting maybe a deer to hunt or something. But, instead of shooting him, he came close to me and it happened. Our first kiss… whoa… Well, it just felt so passionate and without any effort, I wanted more of it. And I got more of it. Until, well, until, a nymph told us to leave or she would tell on us.

"Clarisse, wait." He seemed surprised that I didn't punch his face, "Some one locked me up in the room, I am sorry, I will make up for it."

"You won't have to" I said, glaring at him, right in his eyes full of desperation, "I am going home…" Those were my last words for the next hour.

Author's Note: It was short, right? Well, I promise next chapter will be much longer, much well written, and more interesting. Don't miss it! I am going to put it up soon! Thanks for reading this and put up a review, please!:D