Before I had even entered, I figured that this was a pretty bad move. I mean who goes to a friggin pink house just to get advice. I can't believe I was that desperate. All I could see was pink, pink and brown (nah just kidding.) The house towered over many in Olympus, even mine, and mine was pretty tall. The door had no doorbell, but some magic was obviously used to detect me. Love magic.
Yes yes yes. Sadly, in an attempt to seize control over my feelings for Percy, I had decided to take a trip to the love doctor. Now there's something you don't see every day. Since WHEN does a maiden goddess go and visit the goddess of love? Had anyone saw me, I would've been in deep trouble. Thankfully, as soon as I reached the narrow door, it mysteriously opened and, before I could say a word, a hand dragged me inside.
I couldn't really say that Aphrodite was thrilled to see me. More like she had been in the middle of preparing to meet Percy. Ahhhh Percy. What had happened that night was a terrifying experience for him, me and Thalia. My mind went blank as I unwillingly experienced it again.
What was happening? Was I being framed. It had only been minutes ago when I was sleeping soundly with my own nightmares of the rape incident. Now, I was dashing to Percy's tent in order to figure out why he was screaming my name out in pain. Why was Perseus screaming my name out? The run here seemed fuzzy. I remember running. I remember the screams getting louder and I remember nearing a beautiful ocean tent far away from our camp. Why that happened I have no idea. Thalia came, and the next thing I knew, we had charged into the tent to find a very surprising and gruesome sight.Laying in front of me was a Perseus Jackson with all his wounds reopened, laying in his bed, shivering despite it being 30 degrees outside."Oh my Gods are you alright Percy," I said on the verge of tears. Thalia wasn't holding up much better, having already puked once on the floor, and, to be honest, I couldn't really blame her.What were we going to tell the others?The one main question I had was how had this happened. Even now, he was still screaming and pleading for Mercy. Now Apollo had made it very clear that any damage to Percy would result in serious consequences. If they figure out what's going on, my life is over. With me being his slave (sadly) it was my job to keep him well. The first thing I did was send Thalia out to bring some nectar and ambrosia so that I could begin to heal him. At the same time, she started yelling out, "code red, code red! Percy is hurt. The hunt is at stake. Medics!"Good. At least help is on the way."Artemis…" came a faint voice from the other end of the room. Wheeling around, I saw Percy awake and, thankfully, alive. That does not mean he was okay. Blood was seeping out of him, and his face held terror. Slowly shuffling towards him, I started to speak."It's alright Percy," I said soothingly. "I'm gonna come and help."When I said that, he bolted up, despite the pain, and bellowed the words I feared the most."Father! Apollo! Help. Artemis is trying to kill me!"Heart racing as fast as a Pegasus, I braced myself for the flashed that would signal my doom!
Just another cliff hanger to keep you on the edge.
Will try to update again tomorrow!