ATHENA'S POV.I had thought I wouldn't be able to sleep anymore that night, but I did. Lost in dreams of people dying, pain and death, throughout the night, I finally rose from my bed.The rays of the sun spilled beautifully through my window, extending towards the door, and they spread their warmth in the room.I got up from my bed, and went to the bathroom first. I had to be prepared to leave the house should Tristan not be back yet.Searching for him was a must. I had to see him. I didn't even bother with warming up the water, I used it cold, and although the chill was merciless, I could withstand it. After bathing, I picked a simple dress I could throw over my head, blow-dried my hair, and picked out a pair of flat shoes that would be comfortable for my feet.After combing my hair, and packing it at the base of my neck, I pulled on the white cotton dress, with a pattern of lovely sunflowers on it. I slipped my feet into my shoes, and left my room.The maids all bowed to me, but
ATHENA'S POV.Could it be a sign of miscarriage? I'd never seen people who lost their babies, but I had heard of them plenty of times. It always had something to do with them bleeding, just like I had done.Did I lose the baby? No, I couldn't have. How could I have? Yes, I had been doing countless active things in the recent weeks, but I never felt stressed. I always had the rest I needed. And besides, my baby was only two months old. I wasn't heavily pregnant to the extent of blaming my running around.My thoughts circled in my head like vultures moving around a dead body, and I sat on the toilet seat, thinking of what I would do. I couldn't tell Tristan, no, I would rather not tell him. He already had enough on his plate. The burial, his grief, his pain, I didn't want him thinking any of it was his fault because it was absolutely not his fault.I didn't mean to bother him too.After thinking for a while, I made up my mind to go to the hospital. I cleaned myself up, and dressed in
ATHENA'S POV.I began to feel cold, and scared. I didn't even know whether it was day or night because the forest was just so dark. The trees had prevented the light from shining in. Every part of my body was alert with the feel of eyes on me. I was supposed to keep on running, but I was loaded with apples, and their weight was quite a lot. I began to walk as fast as I could manage, tripping several times, as I did. My heart was pounding, and my lips kept on running dry. My fingers were trembling, and threatened to let go of the hem of my hoodie, which I had used to hold up the apples. In fact, it wasn't just my fingers. Every bone in my body seemed to tremble. My knees buckled continuously, and threatened to give way and throw me to the floor. The unknown thing, which I felt was following me in the woods, still followed me, and it felt like it was going to strike in moments. I stopped, and looked towards the bushes, taking in quick breaths. The rustle came again, and I took a s
ATHENA'S POV.It felt like I wasn't hearing him correctly. Earnshaw was dead? Maybe I didn't know Gary, but I knew Earnshaw. He was a kind old man. What could have happened to such a healthy man? It looked so absurd.“H…how?” I asked.“He passed in his sleep… just like Gary.”“What?” I asked in shock. Gary died a month ago, and now Earnshaw? Something didn't sound right, but I knew it could easily be a coincidence, so I didn't think too much of it.“Uh… where are you?”“You don't need to worry about me. I…”“Where are you, Tristan?” I insisted, with more force. “I'm at his house.” He replied, and I turned off the socket, tore off the apron I was wearing, and left the kitchen. “I'll be right there, okay.” I said, leaving the Palace. I knew Tristan couldn't be okay. First, there was Gary dying. Not Earnshaw too. He was one of the old men Tristan was really close with, and I knew it would be difficult to let him go. I called for one of the men assigned as my driver, and he drove me s
ATHENA'S POV.I woke up a second later, and could hear the low pitter-patter of the rain on the windows. It was raining. When was the last time I heard the sound of rain? Or maybe I should say, when was the last time I saw rain?I didn't even remember what the atmosphere of rain looked and felt like. Next to me, Tristan slept, although I could tell he wasn't having the best of dreams at the moment. I swung my feet off the bed, and went to the window. Upon pushing it open, a breeze blew in, and it had the soft rain smell with it. The smell of packed earth, and cold.A few drops landed on my skin, and I looked up at the sky. It was a dull gray, and the clouds moved around slowly, and heavily. Were they also mourning for Earnshaw?Could they be whispering their words of condolence?It was in the morning, but it could easily be mistaken for late evening. As I kept on watching, I felt the sky was remarkably beautiful with its hues of gray. Yes. My favorite weather is the fall. I was s
ATHENA'S POV.Yes, it was them. Our car was parked on a narrow road, and there was a large wall blocking the girls, who were definitely directly in front of our car. “You should keep quiet. Do you know how hard I saved, before I could get it? Did you save anything?” The first one asked.“Well, you shouldn't talk to G that way. She would buy it back for you in the blink of an eye, she's just in a financial fix right now.” The second voice snapped.G? Since when did one of them go by G?“Of course. You know I would pay it back if not for the problems I have to solve right now. Mum and dad will kill me if I bring in a problem as measly as your broken camera.” The third voice said, and I recognized that as the voice of the meanest of them.“What? As measly as my broken camera? Well, you should have considered that before you broke it!” The first girl shouted, getting annoyed. “Ouch. I believe I already said I was sorry.” The mean girl said, although her voice was nothing sorry. My driv
ATHENA'S POV.“Y…your car? How… How can this be your car? Your car? You?” The second blonde asked.“Are you… are you playing a joke right now? You were banned from the pack. No rich pack would take you in, so how… How do you own a car and all these things?” The mean one asked. “We're doomed.” The black-haired girl whispered, looking at the car, which they had damaged. Mr. Gladys held out his phone, and I took it. “Do you want me to go on, ma'am?” He asked, and I nodded. “You smashed the window of Miss Athena's car, and broke the side mirror. Here's the cost as presented. For the cost of the window you smashed, you will need to get another one, which should be $530 as stated here. For the installation, and clean up, it's likely to cost you $400, but the price may vary depending on the installation company. “They would have to see the car first, and determine the specific price, so you have to keep, at the very least, $400 in mind. You also have to pay for a rental car, as Miss can
ATHENA'S POV.The mean girl looked like she knew she had made a mistake, as she blinked rapidly, unable to say another word. The other two girls looked at her with contempt, like they wanted to hit her mouth, and fall on their knees begging me.“Al… alright! Let's go to the cops, and see what they say!” The mean girl shouted, trying to instill confidence into her words. I gave a scoff, and got into the passenger's seat, next to the driver seat, while the three of them were forced to sit in the back of the car by Mr. Gladys. “Damn you, damn you… you just couldn't keep your mouth shut, could you?” The black-haired girl said, with gritted teeth.“I should have never come out today. This is bad.” The second blonde added, looking like she would fly out of the window if the opportunity presented itself. “Let's stop blaming me and see what the cops say first. We never know, we might be let off. After all, it's an accident.” The mean girl snapped, silencing both of them.We drove to the n