(Kay guys, Poseidon it is...but I will warn you I'm doing a daughter of Apollo chapter)
You sat in your cabin (cabin 3 to be exact), on your bed. It wasn't even lunch time and you were already being made fun of by the Aphrodite cabin. They knew about your hella huge crush on Leo Valdez, the son of Hephastus. Not only did the whole cabin know, but they also made fun if you for it. One in particular was Drew.
Augh, how you hated her! You loath her. She'd constantly embarrass you in front of Leo, or anyone for that matter.
You hugged your pillow tightly. Today she was extra bitchy. She wasn't making fin of you about Leo. She was making fun of you specifically. Calling you things like, ugly, dumb, poser, not good enough.
But the last thing she said to you hit you where you were very weak.
"You know, Leo won't ever notice an ugly, dumb, poor excise of a girl like you." She said.
You gripped your pillow tighter as the tears streamed down your cheeks. They kept dripping down from your chin to your pillow. They wouldn't stop.
After a long while of crying, you had come to a very sad conclusion.
You pulled out your sword and put the blade to your stomach.
Leo's P.O.V.
I was gonna do it. Today was the day. It had taken me months to practice what I was going to say. I was going to tell (y/n) that I love her. I happily walked to the Poseidon cabin and knocked on the door. I put on my signature smirk and waited for the door to open.
But it didn't. And what worried me more was the sounds of a very sad, crying (y/n) inside.
I didn't care what Poseidon thoght, I burst into the cabin right as (y/n)'s sword started to peirce her beautiful (s/c) skin.
"(Y/n), no!" I yelled and grabbed the sword from her shakey hands.
She was bleeding.
Your P.O.V.
You were almost there. But Leo crashed in and took your sword.
"Leo! What are you doing!?" You yelled, tears spilling from your eyes.
"What are you doing!?" I yelled back.
You layer down on your bed thinking, Maybe I'll just bleed to death.
Apperantly not. Leo aggressively, but gently picked you up and rushed you to the infirmary.
Let's just say you lived.
Weeks later Leo walked up to you after dinner.
"Hey, (y/n). I-I wanna tell you something..." He started to fiddle with some pieces of metal.
You nodded, encouraging him to go on.
He didn't say another word. All he did was kiss you. When he pulled away, he said.
"Ti amo, mi princessa."
