Aphrodite's Daughter And Aphrodite's lost Heart {Percy Jackson}

Chapter 4: The After Party

"H-he's n-not my brother?" I stuttered, trying to get the words out.

I remembered, everything finally started to fit together. Ryan, was a Satyr. How could I have not noticed. The way he wore skinny jeans and combat boots and limped ever so weirdly, the way he had more hair then any normal boy, the way he protected me and cared for me when I was in trouble.

"No, Ryan was hand picked by your mother to protect you. He's devoted all his life to protecting you, and I'm afraid, he's not your brother."

"I've heard enough!" I croaked, tears threatening to fall from my eyes. "I just want to go."

"Yes, you go. Go and clean yourself up, get ready. Talk to your friends at the party and we'll talk about the details of the quest tommorow." He hurried me off, grabbing me by the shoulders and pushing me through the door.

 I walked off, rubbing my head in confusion. I don't get this, at all.

On my way back to my cabin, I passed Ryan, who had now had his hairy goat legs on show. I guess it was true, all true. "So you're not my brother?"

"I'm not your brother, but I'm your protector and your best friend." He nodded, smiling at me, his teeth were pearly and perfect. "And now I feel that I can do this." He grabbed me by the shoulders, and gave me a gentle kiss on the lips.

I let go, then finding a pace and running off to my cabin.

When I reached my cabin, I slammed the door behind me and flopped onto my bottom bunk bed.

What the funk just happened?

Did Ryan just kiss me?!

I had never had one kiss in my life..

He took my first kiss, god damnit!!

I had no time to think, I just started to pull my clothes on. I grabbed a peachy frilly floral dress, that I had recieved as a present from my auntie, and a pair of sandals. After I had finished my attire, I started to layer some lip gloss on my lips, and put some mascara on my eyes. Apparently, I didn't need make up, I had enough 'natural beauty'.

The door started creaking, and I knew exactly who was going to be a presence, so I found a tight hiding space under my bed, and slithered under. I was just laying there, trying not to get caught.

"Wahey Ryan, you're a satyr!" I heard James, my overly vain brother, call out.

"Where is Ava? I need to talk to her." He asked.

"Uhm, well, she just, went out, to... the..." James sounded like she was in deep thought.

"She went to go see... Felicity Waters?" Leah, a beautiful girl, said. She was wrong, very wrong. Ryan would quickly catch on that she was lying, I hated Felicity Waters, a boastful daughter of Athena.

"I'm not a dumbass, she hates Felicity Waters." He replied sarkily. "Now. Where. Is. She?"

Under my bed, I found a tin can, Satyr's weakness. I sighed, and rolled the can out from under the bed, and to Ryan's feet.

He bent down, and picked it up. And started munching on it happily.

I scrambled out under the bed. "Yeah guys BRB, I'll see you later LOL." I tried to sound like Amelia, an annoying girl who used abbrevations and text talk to describe feelings and emotions.

I could hear a chorus of alrights as I continued walking out of the door. I sped off like lightning, to where the party was at. "Hey hot stuff." Said a passing boy.

"Ooh, you look hot tonight babe." Said another passing boy.

I could feel my cheeks getting flustered, and I pursed my lips together. "You look stunning." A familiar husky voice said.

I turned around, and I could see Ryan, flickers of sadness were in his eyes. I honestly felt like I wanted to die, and just sink into the ground, never to be seen again.

"Thanks." I muttered, then walking off.

"Why don't you love me?" Ryan called out.

I just ignored him, I didn't want to answer him, I didn't even know the answer myself. I'm incapable of loving anybody, I don't want to fall in love. I just carried on walking, until I reached the party event. I heard a lot of wolf whistles, and I honestly didn't know why they were doing it, as I am not even that pretty.

I passed Percy Pig, (that was my new nickname for him), and huffed, running a hand through my hair.

 "Hey, I'm sorry about what I did to you yesterday. I never knew about your skin and how fragile it was." He apologized.

"Yeah, whatever." I replied.

"Why are you so distant and cold?" He asked, I felt my anger levels rise up and heck that was not a good sign.

"Why are you so annoying and twatlike?!" I yelled at him, using all my power to get my words across.

"WHY ARE YOU SUCH A GOD DAMN BITCH?!" He yelled back at me.

Before I knew it, we were both hurling random insults at eachother. "Hey Percy, Percy Pig, PJ, Percy Weasley."

"Hey Noel, lover of Christmas, hail to you Noel. Hail."

"I'll slap you." I threatened him, I lifted a hand up and brought it up to his cheek.

"Go on!" He provoked me, soon enough my hand made a loud crashing noise against his cheek.

We started fighting, and yelling at eachother, and Percy tossed me over his shoulder and proceeded to toss me around. "SON OF A BITCH! LET ME DOWN!"

"No." He replied.

"LET ME DOWN!" I protested.

Damn Percy had some strength on him.

"I swear when I get down I will kick you straight in the balls!" I threatened yet once again.

"Aww, that means no more babymaking."

"Who'd wanna babymake with Percy, Percy Pig. You'd create the spawn of Satan." I laughed at my self, smiling, even though I still felt like shit.

He sped off, with me still on his shoulders. We ended up at the beach, my favourite spot, minus Percy Jackson, of course. He set me down on the floor, and frowned at me. I had to refrain from kicking him in the balls straight out, he looked like he had something to say, and who was I to stop him. "Whats the matter?"

"I don't want to talk about it." I turned around. I honestly didn't want to talk about it.

Truth of the matter is...

I lost my first kiss to my best friend..