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Hi, I'm back. If u actually care. I might make a story for my OCs. Like, with their backgrounds and everything.
Onwards, with the story.
Apollo's P.O.V
I so hate myself. How could I have ever done this? Ugh, haikus don't help! Arty didn't help either. She either called me an idiot, or a fool, or an imbecile, or a-. You get it. Arty kept dissing me. And I didn't do anything about it. I already stop listening to her rants about how stupid I am. I didn't care about that anymore. I honestly didn't care that I sounded emo.
I dragged myself out of the room that I was staying in over to my sister's room. I just opened the door and flopped myself onto her bed. I heard her groan,"Boys." There was a bright flash of pink light as Aphrodite came in.
"Congratulations!" she screamed at me. I was confused, to say the least. It wasn't sarcastic, like Arty's was. So what was she screaming about. She seemed to get that I had no idea what she was talking about, so she gave me a look and said,"Rachel's pregnant! How can you not be happy?!"
I only managed to choke out a weak,"What?" before the world started to spin. Please tell me that this is some kind of joke. This couldn't have happened. Not now.
I faintly heard 'Dite ask,"Did I come on too strong?" and Arty's sarcastic answer of,"No. Of course not." But that didn't matter to me as I got up and flashed away. I appeared in my room, on my bed, right as the door opened, and in stepped Rachel.
I watched her look at me for a second, before she turned around getting ready to leave. I quickly got to her as her hand was on the doorknob, and put my arm around her waist to stop her from leaving. She struggled until she saw that there was no way she was getting out of my hold.
I gently pulled her back to sit on the bed and uncrossed her arms. She was being stubborn and was going to make this harder than necessary. I saw the golden bow and arrow necklace and wasn't surprised to see a tint of silver on it. Artemis always said she wanted a sister. I guess she found one in Rachel.
"I'm sorry." It wasn't the award-winning sentence, but at least I had her attention. I wanted to tell her everything I felt, but I didn't want to dump it all on her. So I settled for being calm about this. "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"
She turned away from me and pulled her knees to her chest."I didn't know until today. Aphrodite told me."
"Do you want to go to camp?"
"I don't know yet."
"What's this?" I said pointing to the hairclip in her hair.
"Aphrodite gave it to me to hide the pregnancy."
I wanted to help with something, anything. I just didn't know what to do for her. I leaned down and pecked her on the cheek, whispering,"Call me if you need anything." I flashed away.
Thanks for reading.
Love,
Me, Myself, and I