The Daughter of Hera (PJ Fanfic)

Chap 7. The Past and Present

Hey guys! You totally deserve another chapter. Made it nice and long :D

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Annabeth's POV:

I seriously got no sleep last night. I repeat 0.

Something was disrupting my dreams last night but I don't remember why or how.

Getting up I looked at my picture of the seven and festus. I did I silent cry as I looked a Leo.

I'm not saying I gave up on him. Its just difficult to believe that he is still alive if he hasn't returned in 6 months.

I walked out to go check on Percy when I noticed Thalia running up to me with a serious look on her face.

She spoke before I could "Annabeth, last night Quintus wasn't her self and I just need help.

I need to support her but I just dont know how" Thalia said out of breathe.

I responded before she could continue "You mean the girl I choose for capture the flag and the girl who was chosen as Hera's child" I said using a tone letting her know I wasn't a huge of Hera or her daughter.

Thalia looked at me with tons of concern "You don't know her though, she is such a nice girl and she just needs a little push to get her self-a-steam going"

Thalia responded now almost to tears.

Clearly noticing that she really cared about Hera's daughter, I thought about what I was going to stay before I spoke (because clearly this was a soft subject).

"Thalia, its just...well you see Hera and I aren't in the best terms right now meaning....she completely hates me....however if you feel this is really needed to be done. I'll try to help you".

I finished hoping that what I said would process through mind that I wasn't going to give up everything and try to help this girl but I would try a few things.

I walked out of my cabin while following Thalia to Artemis' cabin.

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Quintus' POV:

I am so stupid! I hit my fist against the bathroom wall.

I watched slowly as my hand reddened from where I slammed it. Roy even taught me how to control my anger and I completely lost it in the training room.

That wasn't even all of my anger.

I feel like when I'm angry I'm either forced to let it all out, or I have to cram it inside myself (which is harder to do).