A/N: BTW, Trent is supposed to be really really hot, since he's a son of Thanatos. You'll understand if you've read The Son Of Neptune. I've got a piccy of Trent on my profile! Most of you guys think that this story is moving too fast so I might add another chappie to the beginning! I'll tell you when it's up! I might do it.

4. Sick of It.

Trent.

I truly regret my past life. Now, I couldn't get Marie to trust me. I had fallen for her, badly. I wondered why I had never noticed her before. I entered my cabin not paying any attention to anything around me, still thinking about her. And, because I wasn't paying attention, I tripped over one of my half-brothers.

"Hey! Watch where you are going, man!" He said, rubbing his head.

"Oh, sorry." I said absently.

I got changed and hopped into bed.

Marie's POV.

As I lay in bed, I thought about what could be happening inside Trent's mind right now. Would he be thinking of me? Or another girl? I fell asleep thinking of him.

~The Next Morning~

As I ran out of the pavilion after breakfast, I kind of hoped to bump into him. I turned my head a bit. Then I saw him, with a really pretty girl. Kissing. I stopped running, I stared gawping at them. Trent pulled away from her and looked around. He caught sight of me. My eyes filled up with angry tears, and I ran away. He called my name, but I didn't stop. How could I be so stupid to actually think that he loved me? Now I felt crushed. I made a mental note never ever to trust my heart to a flirt again. Then I smashed into a guy's solid chest, knocking us both to the ground. I wiped my eyes, and looked at who I'd knocked into. It was Prosper. He looked worried when he saw that I had been crying.

"Hey, kiddo. What's wrong?" He asked, holding me at arms length. I didn't have to tell him. He just looked at me and knew instantly what the matter was. His jaw clenched. "Trent." I nodded. He hugged me and kissed me on the forehead. "It's alright, or, it will be when I punch the living daylights right outta him."

Trent's POV.

I was on my way back to my cabin from breakfast, when this girl just randomly started flirting with me.

"Heyyyy. I heard you're new here. Trent, isn't it?" She asked battering her obviously fake eyelashes at me. I nodded. She smiled. "Such a nice name. Mine's Fallon." She waited for me to compliment her back.

"Uh, that's cool, but I have to go find someone." I said. I was hoping I see Marie.

"Oh, but Trent. That someone is already here!" Then she kissed me hard, full on the lips. I tried to pull away, but she wouldn't let go. Finally, she did. And I broke away, wiping my mouth. I looked around and saw Marie standing there shocked. before I could explain, she ran off. She was a much faster runner than me, so I knew I wouldn't be able to catch up with her. I turned on the other girl, rage boiling inside me.

"Why?" I hissed at her. She whimpered.

"B-because I just was overwhelmed by my passion for you."

"Rightttt. Just stay away from me." I said, and turned away walking back to my cabin.

I met Prosper on the way to my cabin. He didn't look his usual happy self. He looked angry. And, when he's angry, you don't want to get on his wrong side.

"Hi Pros." I said, aware that his glare was boring two holes in my head.

"You hurt Marie. Bad." He said.

I sighed. "Look, she misunderstood what she saw. The other girl was tormenting me."

Of course, he didn't believe me. No one does. "Tell that to Marie." He snarled. Then, he walked away, hands in pockets. I walked into my cabin and flopped onto my bed. This was why I regret my past. Eventually, I made up my mind to see Marie and explain.

She stiffened as I walked up to her.

"What do you want?" She hissed. I ran a hand though my hair, a habit I have when I get nervous. Seriously, Marie can be scary when she wanted to.

"Marie. Listen, you misunderstood the whole situation. I was-" She cut me off.

She sighed. "I don't want to hear it, Trent. Not anymore." She walked away.

I stood there stunned. Guilt and sadness hit me like a thousand tonne weight. Then, my feelings turned to anger. I stalked off into the forest.

Marie's POV.

I sick of it, sick of heartbreak, sick of him, sick of life. Not that I would kill myself though. I was going to brave it. I wasn't going to let him get to me anymore. I went to find my best friend, Prosper. He was in his cabin alone, strumming his guitar. I stood in the doorway. He looked up.

"Hey." He patted the space next to him. I sat down and leaned against his solid chest.

"I'm sick of him." He didn't need to ask who. He rested his chin on my head.

"I know. I am too." I turned around to face him.

"I was stupid to think that he might have changed. I blame myself."

"You shouldn't." I was about to ask why, when his lips met mine. My mind went blank. This isn't right, I'm kissing my best friend, I might lose him as well.

A/N: THIS ISN'T WHAT IT SEEMS, UNLESS YOU'VE CHANGED YOUR MINDS. Tell me if you have changed your minds though!