The Secret of Us (PJO X KOTLC crossover)

-4-

*name redacted's* pov

(reason why it's name redacted cuz y'all will know who he is if I write it here... but you'll know who he is.......... at the end of this chapter.....😈)

I walked into the girls' bathroom and saw a girl with blonde hair and brown eyes standing in front of the sink, her face tear-stained and eyes puffy from crying.
"Woah" I did NOT realize that it would be such a....... big case of sadness. "are you okay?" I ask her.
"........yes......." she replied, her voice raspy from crying (guys I don't have much of a knowledge abt these stuff so let's just pretend voices do get raspy when u cry... cuz I'm too lazy to search it up lol)
I raised my eyebrows at her, how am I supposed to believe her when she sounds like she's questioning herself?
................

I mean... I get that you don't want to tell people that you're upset but at least you want to be a bit more convincing!!

She finally gave in and said "no".

I sat down on the bathroom floor and patted the space beside me, she slid down and buried her face in between her legs. "I'm sorry for needing you to do this." she mumbled softly.

"Hey" I said, but she didn't turn to face me. "hey" I said a bit more forcefully now, making her look at me.

"Don't you DARE feel sorry for whatever reason you're crying. If anyone's crying, then they don't have the excuse for feeling sorry for themselves because they are hurting on the inside. And no one—I mean NO ONE should be asking you to say sorry just for themselves to feel better when you're HURTING on the inside, slowly and without noticing. You got that?" I asked, then caught the tear before it rolled down her face, tilting her face up towards mine.

She didn't reply, instead she actually looked kind of scared.
"Do you get that?" I repeated myself.
"yes" she said, then looked up, staring at me with her big brown eyes.

"Thank you so much, for....... for everything." she said, then got up and washed her face. The sound of running water filled the empty bathroom, I got up too because it's probably lunch time now.

"Thanks again. What's your name?" she asked, voice muffled because of the paper towels she used drying up her face and walked towards the door.
"Keefe." I said, "What's your–" she left before I could even ask for her name. A small part of me wished—just wished, that she could be the one, the one who cares for me a lot.... but I guess not then...

Just me and myself.. on with life I guess

Hey soooooooooo..... your darling Keefe is back!!!!!! Sry that this is a short chapter, promise the next chapter will be going with the plot now.... Have fun reading!!

-Avery