[This chapter is a lot shorter than the others, but a lot happens in this chapter. Not physical stuff, but more mental and emotional. I had tears in my eyes writing this chapter okay. It's pretty intense. I hope you guys like it. Also I'm sorry I haven't updated in a while. I've had too many big projects and semester finals to really think about writing or drawing anything. I don't want you to think I forgot about you all. You guys are amazing! I hope you enjoy this SAD, chapter.]

Octavian quickly got dressed and ready for the day and walked down stairs. He could smell Bacon and eggs cooking, but he wasn't hungry. He was too upset to eat anything. Octavian sighed and grabbed his belt, a few teddy bears and beanie babies and wrapped them around his waist. Octavian reached for his ceremonial knife, but he couldn't quite do it. Jason had given Octavian that knife. Jason, the traitor, the monster, the one he had once called friend. Octavian still couldn't believe that Jason had lied to him and not just lied, but taken the girl of his dreams with him standing off to the side watching.

Octavian growled and grabbed the knife and stuffed it into his pouch and opened the door.

"Octavian, where are you going? I made breakfast for you. Don't you want some before you go?" Octavian father walked around the corner wearing a pink apron and oven mitts. He was so weird sometimes.

"I'm not hungry," Octavian snarled and slammed the door behind him. His father tried to object, but the door slammed before the words could reach Octavian's ears. Octavian walked to Temple hill and marched into the temple of Jupiter and stood before the altar. He grabbed the purple teddy bear from his belt and set it down ready to cut it open and see what it had to say about Jason the friend betrayer. Octavian raised his knife ready to slice open the teddy bears guts when he heard footsteps walking towards him. It was obviously a man. The footsteps were too loud and obnoxious to be a woman. It was probably his father brining him his breakfast with his pink apron and rubber ducky oven mitts.

Octavian rolled his eyes and turned around. "Dad, for the last time, I'm not hungry. I don't want any breakfast_" Octavian paused. A look of surprise swept across his face, but it was quickly replaced with anger and hatred. Octavian narrowed his eyes and grabbed the teddy bear behind him and sliced its head off. The teddy bears head landed with a loud thud as if a bomb had just gone off. "Hello…Jason, what brings you here on this fine Friday morning?" Octavian tried to sound nice and calm but his words spat out of his mouth like razors. He could see the uneasiness in Jason's eyes.

"Is there something wrong with me wanting to spend time with my best friend?" The last words jabbed into Octavian's back like knives. Best friend, what a joke.

"No, of course not," Octavian grabbed the next teddy bear on his belt and strangled it in his hands. He was trying to control his anger, but he ended up ripping the teddy bear in half instead.

"You look a little tense, Octavian. Did I come at a bad time?" Jason asked as if he had no idea what was going on.

"No…I'm just a little…frustrated at the moment. You the camp demands things from me since I am the augur." Octavian narrowed his eyes and threw the teddy bear on the ground. He grabbed the next teddy bear and turned around and set it on the altar and slowly pulled out his knife.

"Hey, Octavian, I didn't see you at the temple last night. Reyna and I waited for you, but you never showed up."

"Oh…it must have slipped my mind." Octavian sliced open the teddy bear and slowly pulled out the stuffing and spread it across the altar. "What happened anyway? I'm quite curious."

"Well…when Reyna showed up I gave her my flowers and told her to wait because you and I had something very important to tell her, but you never showed. We waited and waited, but it got too late, so I told her that we could try tomorrow. She wanted me to tell her what was so important, but I couldn't. I mean that would be unfair to you if I told her our little secret."

Liar. Jason was lying through his teeth. Octavian knew what he saw last night. Jason didn't wait for him to show. He just went ahead and told her. He even kissed her. He wanted to strangle Jason for spilling out such garbage, but he couldn't. Something inside told him to hold his ground and listen, so he did, well till he the last knife was jabbed into his back.

"You know, Octavian, Reyna was really upset that you didn't show." Lies, you didn't even get me chance to show. "She said that if you were really her friend that you would at least have the decency to show up at an event that they planned. Oh…I almost forgot, after Reyna said that she got really upset and called you…a monster_"

Octavian spun around, grabbed Jason's shirt and stuck the knife up to Jason's throat and screamed; "shut up! SHUT UP!"

Jason looked at Octavian in surprise, but Octavian could see the fear in his eyes. Jason had no more lies and nothing else to hide. Octavian knew his little secret and there was nothing he could do but watch in fear as Octavian held the imperial gold knife to his throat.

"YOU'RE A FILTHY LIER!" Octavian snarled and shoved the blade deeper into Jason's throat without cutting him. Jason gurgled under the blade. He was obviously trying to object, but Octavian wasn't going to let him. "I saw you and Reyna there at the Temple. I was getting to go out and meet here because you weren't there, but when I turned the corner there you were making out with the girl of my dreams right in front of me!"

"Octavian, please, let me explain." Jason gurgled.

"No, Jason Grace! You promised me that we would tell her together and now look what you've done. The girl we have liked for six years now thinks I'm a monster because of you. Do you have any idea know how that makes me feel?" Octavian asked.

"Well_"

"Of course you don't!" Octavian snarled and let go of Jason and shoved to the ground. "You're Jason Grace, the perfect son of Jupiter. You've got good friends who are loyal to you, and will defend you at all costs. You're the preator for crying out loud and you can control the winds, create lighting, fierce storms and you can fly! Nothing's wrong you! Everyone loves you, everyone…"

Octavian paused and thought about his mom, Luke and his whole life. He'd been bullied since he was a kid. Then Luke ran away and he had no one to protect him, but his dad, but his dad couldn't help it at school. His dad couldn't stop the constant wedges, the mocking and the swirlies. His own mother rejected him and forget his very existence. He thought things would be better at Camp Jupier after he met Jason, but they only got worse. The bullying was more severe. He couldn't do anything to protect himself. People spread rumors around camp that he was a freak, a scarecrow and a worthless excuse of a demigod. Jason's never had to deal with that. Jason was so perfect in their eyes. Everyone loved him, everyone.

Octavian fell to his knees and cried. "I hate you."

"Octavian, please I can explain_"

"Just go away." Octavian mumbled under his breath.

"Octavian, please. I'm really sorry." Jason gently touched Octavian's shoulder, but Octavian smacked it away.

"I said go away!" Octavian stood up and screamed. Jason slowly backed away, but he still wouldn't leave. "Can't you hear, Jason Grace? I said get out of here! I don't need you anymore!" Octavian cried and started throwing beanie babies at him. Jason quickly ran out the temple and down the hill into camp. Octavian continued throwing them until Jason was out of site. "I don't need you! You can have Reyna! I don't care. You can have her. I don't need anybody! I can take care of myself. I don't need friends. I can handle things all by myself." Octavian paused and picked up the teddy bear he ripped to pieces. It was the one Luke had bought for him on his third birthday two weeks before he ran away and never came back. Now it was torn to pieces by jealousy and hatred.

Two phrases were stabbed into his mind that day. He was never going to forget them, never. Octavian grabbed the last bear from his belt and set it down on the altar. The two phrases spun around in his head like a haunted merry-go-round; I can handle things all by myself. I don't need friends. Octavian raised his dagger as the last phrase took its spin through his mind. Octavian sliced the teddy's bears head off as the words rushed through his mind like cold winds of death; you're a monster.