Thalia POV
"I'm dying." I reminded Ethan, who rolled his eyes at my remark.
"You're not dying. You're not even sick. You're just bored." I laughed sarcastically at that, hacking out a cough immediately after. My hair was tied up in a bouncy knot at the top of my head- but it was hopelessly tangled, so there was no way that was coming out any time soon. I was wearing a big teal pullover hoodie, which Connie had written song lyrics all over. (And for kicks she had grabbed a sharpie and written "DON'T CRY, CRAFT" in huge letters on both the front and back of the hoodie.) I didn't wear it out much anymore, for obvious reasons. I also was wearing old geometric leggings that had holes all over them. Basically, an outfit perfect for flu season. And I felt like shit, so I fit the bill.
"I forgot the side effects of boredom- headaches, chills and throwing up- which I still might do on you." Ethan's face scrunched up and he stepped back.
"Sheesh."
"I'm not bored, I've got the flu or something." I told him, and he gave me a confused glance.
"How did you get that? Hospital was giving out free flu shots last month."
"You know I never get my flu shot."
"WHAT?" It was my turn to step back as he glared at me. "WHY NOT?" I rolled my eyes at him.
"Hey, I've never gotten the flu before-" I paused to sneeze, "-and I hate shots. They hurt and needles freak me out." He rolled his eyes.
"Thalia, that's so dangerous. Not to mention unsanitary!" He seemed genuinely exasperated now, and I looked down. I could never look people in the eye when they were mad. He ran his hands through his hair, taking a drawn out sigh. "Hey, look it's whatever, okay? But I'm only going to be here for a week, so I still want to be with you. Let me go buy some soup and I'll help you get over this. The flu isn't that bad if you have someone to help you through it." I smiled at him. He was always such a helpful person.
He grabbed his stuff and I gave him twenty to go pick up food for me, and when he left I snuggled up into a blanket and turned on LOST from Netflix. (A/N: Such an underrated show in my opinion.) In the middle of the episode, my phone buzzed.
Ashton: THALIA
Thalia: hey
Ashton: you never texted me back last night
5 minutes later
Thalia: sorry I just took a shower and went to bed
Thalia: I was really tired and I got sick
Ashton: awh, are you okay?
Thalia: I feel like shit
Thalia: hey I'm sorry about imposing last night I don't want you to feel like attacked or anything
Ashton: are you kidding me?
Thalia: uh
Ashton: that was awesome! You're a good songwriter, especially for an amateur
Thalia: my dad used to sing to me sometimes and we would make up songs together, when I was little
Ashton: that's awesome
Ashton: you're lucky, my dad wasn't really around
Thalia: that's what you think
Ashton: what
Thalia: you don't know anything about me, don't make assumptions
Thalia: just because my dad was around for a while doesn't mean he's good. life's complicated. we all have our own problems.
Ashton: oh god Thalia I'm sorry, I didn't mean that
Thalia: just give me a minute
The door creaked open just as the first tear slid down my face. I had missed the past five minutes of my episode, but that didn't matter. I could back it up. In the background noise behind the pounding of my heart, I heard grocery bags drop. In seconds there were burly arms around me.
"Thalia...?" My chest was rising and falling rapidly, and I couldn't really breathe since I was congested.
"THALIA!" Ethan was shaking my shoulders and grabbing my face. I blinked. I had checked out for a second.
"What....?" He sighed in relief.
"You fainted! Man, you are sick. You were crying, though. What happened?"
"Ah, nothing important. Weird sicky emotions." I said casually, but I still felt my chest burning.
"What is this, is it about dad? Is someone giving you shit about it?" He asked. As always, he saw right through me. I shrugged, wrapping my arms around him. He hugged me tightly.
"We don't need him. We don't need anyone."
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A/N
So a lot of this was an introduction to Ethan (her brother) and to her family in general, which I'm going to start exploring more of soon. Also, it's getting closer to the big day!! (When they meet)
-Claire
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