The god complex (Book one of The Devil's Daughter trilogy)

Chapter thirty-two.

 I try to follow the way Athena took me earlier but it is too dark to find anything. I don't get to feel the wind on my face or get to hear the sound of crickets chirping in the setting sun, the time to be leaving will be soon. My time is slowing running out and soon I'll have to kill her, and I don't know if I'm ready. I think of my father and if he's already dead or suffering praying for death to take him, and I know I'll be able to kill her.

 I slink down the quiet wall and think of everything that just happened. I press my knees against each other and feel the tears brimming but I shove them aside. I think of Night and his story of Pallas, and how much she meant to him. Luna crawls into my mind also, and there are the two of them sleeping with him. I don't know if I am just a number to him, just another girl he wants to sleep with, to me he his much more than just that. He'll be my first.

 I hear the sound of footsteps and pray it isn't him but it is worse, it is Athena. I can's see her all to well in the darkness but my eyes have adjusted well enough to pick her shape from the shadows.

 "Leave me be Athena."

 "I can't. I told you we were leaving at dusk and the sun is setting now. We must go if we want to be there before the club starts getting packed." I see her shift and slink down to face in front of me, she comes closer to soothe me but I want nothing to do with her right now. "You're going to need my help Fotia, Aphy doesn't let in ugly people."

 "I won't need any help with that thanks to your gift." I huff out at her but she just snickers at my answer.

 "Even with the curse you will need more help. Times have changed people are a lot prettier than Medusa ever was. You are pretty but not pretty enough to get into the club."

 "Outside you said I was pretty enough to be one of her models." I hear the whine in my voice and it makes me angry to sound so bratty.

 "The curse has a mind of its own, it showed me what I wanted to see and used it against me."

 "All you saw was my face with out all of the cuts and bruises, and better skin."

 "Think about it Fotia."

 "I don't understand, oh." I search the darkness for her face but I can't find it. "I had no idea Athena."

 "It isn't a thing I like to talk about. It isn't very rare for a god to be gay but a goddess is almost  unheard of. Why do you think they call me a virgin goddess?" I can hear her smile in the dark, being gay doesn't limit sexual activity.

 "Sorry but,"

 "Believe me Fotia, you aren't the first straight girl to turn me down. Besides I like a challenge." The air rushes next to me as I am swept up from the ground as tiny Athena holds me against her. I haven't noticed how Athena is a bit taller than I am, perfect height for kissing.

 "I have a boyfriend," I say breathless as she holds me centimeters from her mouth.

 "Do you, I haven't heard one word about a title between the two of you, no ring, no matching tattoos, nothing. That does't sound like much of a boyfriend to me Fotia." She has one hand wrapped around my waist and pushes me closer to her body and has her other hand around my neck, sweeping the hair around my ear.

 "I don't need a title with him."

 "Fire." I hear him call my name from somewhere down the way of the crumbling building and the connection with Athena is broken. My heart is racing as she stands across from me smiling, even in the dark I know she smiles like a fox.

 "Keep telling yourself that Fotia. I laid clothes out for you in the room he lays, let me know when you are dressed so I can help with your make up."