Just a Kiss Goodnight

Just a Kiss Goodnight (5)

Fifteen minutes later and I was still swearing at Alex.

“Just get the fuck out, please?” I sighed, giving yet another shove towards the door in vain. The guy must weigh a ton or something, I swear! “You fat shit!” I grumbled “Move!”

Alex simply stood there and smirked at me. “you're real cute when you're angry, G”

That only made me angrier. “I've told you not to call me G you titmunch!” I growled. “Why don't you just go and crawl into a a little hole and live there for a few centuries?” I gave him another shove and after that failed yet again I kicked him in the shins as hard as I could, letting a little grunt of frustration out at the same time.

Finally the jerk huffed in pain and I smiled in victory.

“Shit, G, that hurt!” He moaned. I looked up at his face and a giggle erupted from my lips. It was just too darn funny! The look of half pain and half anger on his face just didn't fit his seemingly perfect features.

“G, stop frikking laughing. It's not funny!” He growled at me, inspecting his leg.

I carried on laughing, I don't even know why I found this so funny. I figure it must be to do with hysteria or something like that. The Gods? Hilarious. Alex's pain? Hilarious. Everything? Hilarious! My eyes stared to water and my stomach felt like a six pack was coming on but I just couldn't stop laughing.

“Georgiana this isn't fucking funny!” Alex yelled.

“Y-yes it is!” I choked out “You seem to think I'm p-part God! Haha!” My giggles intensified as I though even more about what he'd told me. “Oooooh! I'm the son of A-Aphrodite!” I mocked him in a voice he didn't even have, making me double over in more laughter.

Alex's strong hands grabbed my shoulders and slammed me into the wall. I looked up at him, laughing weakly. “Alex, let me go.” I smiled and tried to move his hands but he only tightened them around my shoulders. “Alex? Alex please, it hurts now. Please let me go...”

“Not until you believe me!” He spat. “You are a demigod Georgiana, deal with it!”

My mood changed instantly. Who did he think he was having me pinned up against a frikking wall, huh? And telling me who I am? He didn't know the first thing about me, or my supposed 'divine' parent.

“Then why don't you know who my parent is? Huh?” I hissed back, glaring at him as hard as I could. “You don't know anything about me, Alex. Now get the hell off me and walk away from me. I swear to God I'll scream the place down if you don't”

We stared at each other for a few second before he let me go. The tops of my shoulders hurt as the blood rushed back into them.

“Fine. But don't come running back to me when you can't control your powers, Georgiana.” He turned to walk away but I wasn't having that.

“Oi!” I called to him. I squared my shoulders and walked right up to him, looking him in the eyes. “Don't you dare play with me, Alex. Try it if you like but I guarantee you that if you do, I'll rip you and your reputation apart when we start school. Your choice, batman.”

He snorted at me and just walked out of the room. I didn't realise how uptight I was until he'd let. I let my shoulders drop and breathed out slowly as I walked over to my bed and face-planted it. I felt exhausted.

“Georgiana?”

I jumped up and stared at a strange man that had appeared in my room. I sat up and looked at him for a second.

“Are you room service or something?” I blurted out. I felt my eyes widen at my rash outburst. “Sorry! I didn't mean to be rude!”

The guy chuckled a bit and looked me over, making me feel uncomfortable, before answering me question. “No, I'm not room service, Georgiana.”

“Who the hell are you then?” I started to feel a bit panicked. This guy had just appeared from nowhere and checked me out.. that screams creepy to me.

“I'm your divine parent, G.” He smiled at me.

“For shits sake!” I shouted before I could help myself. “What the hell is going on here? You're my divine parent, huh? And so I'm fucking scooby-doo. And why does everyone feel the need to call me G!? I have a name for a reason! And that name is not fucking G!” I breathed heavily for a second, glaring at the guy in front of me. In all honesty the guy didn't need this rant aimed at him but he was in the wrong place, saying the wrong things at the wrong time. I slid off my bed and walked over to the door, holding it open for him. “I don't know who you are, dude, but get the hell out of my room and leave me alone. Today was not the day to play a joke on me. I'm not in the mood for it. Get the hell out” 

The sky outside rumbled loudly and my head started to hurt again. My hand flew to my head, rubbing my sore temples like they'd done earlier today. I managed to look at the guy and yelped when I realised he was closer to me than before.

“Georgiana, you owe me far more respect than that. You may not know my but I am your parent and you will not speak to me like that again.” His voice was low and commanding and he had a dangerous glow around him that made me feel ill at ease. Outside the noise lowered and the pain in my head calmed down a little.

“Sit down, Georgiana.”

I decided it was safer to do whatever this guy said, I had no idea how he did it but I was sure he'd caused the pain in my head.

He followed me to my bed and sat opposite me crossed legged and sighed to himself.

“I'm sorry I called you G. I thought that by being your parent I was allowed to come up with pet names for you. Obviously not. And I'm sorry for hurting you. I'm not used to dealing with mortals, let alone one that is related to me.”

I stared at him with my mouth hanging open. Was he for real? He looked sincere enough with his sad silver eyes and his hands twisting around themselves.

But Gods can't be real. They just can't. And I'm just a normal seventeen year old girl that’s life sucks at times and hates her parents. What would it mean if it were all real? Would my life as I know it be worthless? Would the people I care about simply melt away into the background?

“Georgiana?”

I snapped out of my thoughts and looked at him closely. He didn't seem to be anything more that human... but then I remembered the glow he had around him earlier and I looked away from him again.

“Georgiana, I know you don't believe in Gods but we're here. And you really are my daughter.” His words were soft but they still struck me hard. “I'll answer all of your questions in time Georgiana, I'm sure you have many of them. But let me just tell you my story. Well, the part that concerns you, and hopefully I'll have answered most of them with that, is that okay?”

I thought about it for a second. Was I ready to know about all of this? It was going to change whatever I knew about my life up till now and was probably going to make me get mad again.

But I needed to know...