Better in the dark ✷ Jason Grace

But I Look Better in the Dark

prologue,           But I look better in the dark.

Nearly everybody would agree that Lizzie Callahan was the sun. She practically radiated warmth, happiness, and love. Or, at least, that's what Jason Grace thought.

       Lizzie didn't think all that much of herself. She thought of herself as normal, nothing really stood out about her. To her, the only thing that made her 'stand out' was her brightly dyed ends.

She had many acquaintances, but not many close friends. Most of her closest friends were her fellow siblings: Daphne Livingston, Aurora Murphy, and Elio Reyes. That was it, and she was perfectly fine with it.

She didn't need the entire camp to like her to be happy, she needed someone who would see her for her.

       And that was what the son of Jupiter wanted to be for her. Even if she rejected his attempt at friendship for about two years.

It wasn't that Lizzie hated him, it was more of the fact that he was so infuriatingly perfect. Like seriously, no one could genuinely be that amazing.

       Eventually, much to Jason's joy, she gave up on keeping him out. At first Lizzie was hesitant in opening up to Jason, but gods was that boy comforting. There was something soothing about the way he would listen to her like she was the only person in the universe.

       Of all things, Lizzie didn't expect to find herself relating to the Jason Grace. She found solace in him the same way he found support in her.

Throughout the war, they were each other's white noise. Jason would help Lizzie pick out new colors to dye her ends, and he would take her to some of his favorite spots to stargaze.

       Lizzie might not have been on the front lines of the battle at Mount Tamalpais but she was just as important. Everyone knew it. She practically ran the battlefield hospital, saving people left and right. There were some people, however, that couldn't be saved. Including Aurora Murphy.

       Lizzie didn't leave her barrack for weeks. Jason would attempt to talk to her, but instead all he got was the silent treatment. So he simply laid there with her.

Then she'd to cry. It was almost instinctive the way that Jason would hold her while the sobs racked her body. Then she'd start talking about it, how she could still feel the blood on her hands and hear the crying and screams.

        Jason didn't talk much, he would listen. Lizzie appreciated that. The last thing she wanted someone droning on and on about how 'it's not your fault!'

He eventually coaxed her out of hiding, bringing her to a bench in the Garden of Bacchus that gave a breathtaking view of New Rome.

It was that bench where the would talk for what felt like hours. Her voice going from hoarse to soft, almost like what was before. It was that bench where they shared their first kiss, a delicate touch that left them both giddy afterwards.

       And it was that bench where Elizabeth Callahan sat , alone, the day that Jason Grace went missing.

lia speaks ✷ can you tell writing prologues isn't my strong suit???? actually love lizzie and jason's dynamic so much it's gonna be so fun to write in like flashbacks and stuff. Bye bye guys 😋