of half-bloods and happenings

valentine

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It's Valentine's and you buy yourself a rose because you can't bear it any longer.

This emptiness.

You set the flower in a vase by your bedside and your brothers and sisters know better than to comment on it. The sunshine leaks into the water through the half-closed curtains but the glass is cold as your fingers slide across its surface.

You tried to find a blue rose but all they had was red.

After a while the petals droop. One falls off and then another. You take the rose from the vase because you don't think you have the guts to watch it fade.

The thorns in the stem prick your fingers and blood dripdripdrips from the wounds as you throw the rose away.

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Author's Note: Obviously set while Percy is missing. I'm actually quite happy with this. Review? xx

Dedication: for ricecookerwritings because her reviews are LEGENDARY.