Artemis {ON HOLD}

Chapter 7

Tyler POV

Once the meeting was over and Artemis bruised my leg, I quickly followed Will to te training room. I was absolutely terrified. Despite Artemis's pep talk, if it could even be called that, I was still nervous. What if Artemis is wrong? What if he really doesn't like me? He's probably not even gay. These thoughts ran through my mind the whol walk to the training room.

"So? What do you want to start with?" Will asked, shaking me put of my thoughts. He wore a tight white tee shirt and gray sweatpants. It made him look damn sexy.

My eyes widen at being put on the spot. "Y-you pick."

Will gave his signature grin. "Hmmmmm.... lemme think..." After Will thought for awhile, we ended up doing an exercise where we were both holding a metal pole in each hand, about the length of my elbow to my finger tips. The exercise was basically us trying to hit the other person with the metal pole in whatever way possible. Will was stronger than I was, so he swung harder but I had faster reflexes, so I was able to counter every attack. It was mostly Will playing offense and me playing defense until I somehow managed to land a hit across hit left cheek, causing him to stumble backwards and become dazed.

I iddmediatly dropped the poles. "Oh god, Will are you alright? I'm so sorry!" I asked, mortified.

Will dropped his poles too and rubbed his cheek, grinning. "Don't be sorry, Ty! You totally just whooped my ass! I didn't know you were such a good fighter! You're bloody awesome!"

I blush furiously at the compliment. " T-thanks. But still, you should at least get some ice on that, it's starting to swell." Unthinking, I gently grab his chin and angle it so I can better see his cheek. I lightly run my fingers over the damage I caused. Its already turning blue and purple, and swelling right against his cheekbone.

"Well doctor? Am I going to live?" Will jokes.

"Shut up before I smack you with the bloody pole again." I mutter, partly worried and partly in a daze from being this close to Will.

Will looks at me the best he can with my hands holding his head at this angle. "Dude. I think you just made a joke." He sounds shocked.

I roll my eyes as I continue to inspect his bruise, not only to make sure he's ok but to keep physical contact with him. "No shit." I answer shortly.

Will gasps in fake shock. "You swore! You actually- OW!" His words are cut off when I gently press down on the bruise.

I sigh. "Come on let's go to the med bay to get you some ice."

Will rolls his eyes. "I'm fine."

I give him a hard look. "You are coming to the med bay even if I have to drag you there myself."

Will and I stare hard at each other, neither of us backing down until Will finally gives in. "Fine. But I'm only saying yes because I couldn't have held that face much longer! And you have a will of iron." He pointed out.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah, come on." I grab his arm and begin to drag him.

"Sir yes sir! " He mock saluted me and allowed himself to be dragged to the med bay.

As we walked through the hallways we run into Artemis and Annabeth. As soon as Annabeth notices Will's face, she freaks.

"Oh my gosh, Will are you ok? That bruise is huge! What happened?" She demands.