Fathers of Athena Konstantinos (Completed)

Guilt

Athena's Pov

I grabbed an apple and bit into its crispy flesh. Grandpa wanted me to have a complete breakfast but I can't help the nausea I feel at the sight of food in the early morning. 

“How am I going to school?” I asked and all four men turned their attention to me. 

“I'll drop you.” Hades and Zephyr said at the same time. 

“You guys wanna box for it?” I suggested making them roll their eyes. 

“Rest Ares, I'm her father I'll drop her.” Zephyr said as a final statement. 

“Your school allows such…” Hades asked, gesturing to my attire. 

I looked down on myself. “You mean a thigh high skirt and a hoodie? Yes they allow it. As long as I'm not bending down to give guys a view of my ass.” 

“But uh- never mind. You know better.” He dropped the subject. 

I huffed at his concern and lifted up my skirt. “See I'm wearing shorts underneath. No one's gonna see anything. Chill uncle.” 

“C'mon let's go.” Zephyr called me. 

“Zephyr did you forget you have a meeting in one hour? Her school’s in the opposite direction, you'll get late if you drop her.” Ares interjected. 

Zephyr took a moment to think then turned to me with an apologetic look. “I'm sorry, I’ll take you to school tomorrow, okay?” 

“It's okay. I understand you have work.” I felt bad for him because he really wanted to come with me. 

“C'mon I’ll take you to school.” Ares got up and offered me his arm to hold. 

I gave him a weird look and grabbed my bag before going out the door. I might be living with Ares and Hades but they shouldn't expect me to forgive them. I haven't forgotten what they've done to me. They don't even regret their mistake to ask for forgiveness like Zephyr did. 

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The excitement was killing me. Wait has always been my weakness. I lack patience. Which is why I end up taking the most insane decisions ever. 

My new relationship with Tristan can also be termed an impulsive decision. But it doesn't change the fact that it was the right decision. 

I might’ve hurried but I knew exactly what I was doing. 

I needed Tristan. He has always been mine, I just had to claim him. 

“Tristan's here.” Jane; one of my classmates announced. 

I turned to look at the door and seeing him walk in with his eyes only on me —like always— was such a beautiful sight. I liked how there's only one person on his priority list; me. 

I see a slight touch of blush on his features which makes me smile. It was the first time we were meeting publicly —in our school— after getting in a relationship and he's nervous of our interaction. 

I get up from my chair and naturally he takes me in his arms. That's how we always greet each other and anyone who knows us would think it's all platonic but things have changed now. 

He was my boyfriend. 

I never imagined having a serious boyfriend. Those I was with were always just a means to the end. They were just a fling to me as I was to them. 

I was their dirty little secret and they were my sin. Our relationship was never meant for the light of the day. But now I have someone who doesn't fear showing me off. He won't be judged for having a teenage girl on his arm.