(Rocky's POV)
I had about two hours til I had to go to that bloody counselor's meeting for the quest. I didn't want to go at all. Maybe I can run away during the quest. I shook that thought out of my head. Habits just don't die away... Do they...
I don't know why but I have the feeling that I don't belong. There was only one place that I felt safe... And that place was burnt down. Ever since Ma died in that bloody fire, I never felt safe from anything... Or anyone.
I guess I kept thinking that cause I feel like that fire was my fault. I looked down as I walked on the sandy beach of the lake that was really quiet and sat down. I took off my black combat boots and black socks, then put my feet in the cool summer waters of Long Island.
I watched fish swim in the shallow part as something solid bumped my hand. I looked down and jumped up quickly. Ice was forming where my hands were seconds ago. I raised my hand and the ice stopped spreading.
It melted away and drifted to the palm of my hand, forming a ice sphere. I sighed in defeat, It's more of a bloody curse than a gift.
I guess that's why I wanted to be alone. Now that I've found out Leo is alive and I have a crush on... Jason. I didn't want them to get hurt. Maybe running away is the best way to protect them both. I turned around as I felt like someone was watching me. I shrugged the feeling off and sat back down, putting my head on my knees. Wishing it could all fade away.
(Jason's POV)
I saw Rocky looking miserable at the beach but I didn't know if I should talk to her or not. I want to tell her that I like her but... I'm nervous. I met her yesterday and I already like her.
I relaxed my tense shoulders and walked onto the beach towards Rocky. I stood next to her and squatted down. I gently put a hand on her shoulder then she looked up. "Hey Rocky, you okay?" I asked her. She shrugged and put her chin on her knees, no response.
I felt her hand grab my wrist and made me sit down next to her. I didn't resist as I sat down with her. What she did next surprised me, she moved closer to me and lean onto my chest. Her forehead against my neck. I felt heat rush up into my cheeks and I wrapped an arm around her waist.
I noticed she relaxed and let the water lap at her feet. I smirked as an idea popped in my head and I leaned back, laying down. Rocky tensed and then layed down beside me, a hand on my chest.
My heart thumped madly against my skin and her hand. She leaned over me and smiled, looking down at my eyes. I smiled back and I pulled her down gently. Our lips brushed and I kissed her, finally.
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A New Demigod
FanfictionRoxanne Valdez ran away from home when she was young. A goddess told her if she didn't then her family would get hurt. Now Rocky is 15 years old, Seven years of orphanges and running away. Til she ran into New York, and everything changed.