The Daughter of Apollo

Chapter Nineteen: The Runaway

Chapter Nineteen-The Runaway

Being under house-arrest sucks. Especially, when your warden is Andrew David Carter, one of the most over-protective older brothers in the world.

Travis and Connor knew something was wrong as soon as my eyes widened and I dropped my phone. Katie knew something was wrong after she had told Drew where we were and he came storming through the door demanding where we were. The old lady with the opera glasses screamed, "Oh my!" as she fainted into the arms of the guy sitting next to her when Drew came stomping over eyes glowing with rage. I didn't even know why he was angry. Bad day? Gwen break up with him or something?

Whatever the reason, I was the lucky person for him to take it out on!

Being dragged out the door and shoved into the passenger seat of a truck, I had the perfect view of an enraged Drew yelling a concerned Connor's head off. I could tell even from here that Connor wanted to melt into the sidewalk. So, here I am getting lectured by Drew (obviously, I'm ignoring every word he's saying) when I need to interrupt him.

"Drew, what the hell is wrong with you?"

Drew looked me in the eye. His first emotion was anger, then sadness, and finally...betrayal. Drew sat down across from me, putting his head in one hand. "One of Gwen's friends caught her...cheating on me. Sent me a picture of them mid-make out. We got in a fight, eventually leading to a break-up. And if that's not bad enough, Mom and Dad are coming to visit...with Jace and Stephanie of course."

My own anger flared at the name of Jace. My Diablo brother coming to NYC. Great.

"Oh, and when I come to find you and tell you, Percy tells me that you're gone. On a date. With a Stoll Brother. Then of course Nico shows up to grab some cookies, and asks 'How's Jaycee and Connor's date going? They official yet?'."  Accusation and anger were dripping in his words. Not only had his one reliable source to keep secrets leave out on a date and not tell him, the girl he thought he loved cheated on him. To say the least, I felt terrible. I should've at least told Drew I was going out on a date.

"Drew-"

"No, Jay. Don't. I'm fine."

He definitely did not sound fine.

"Dre-"

"I said I'm fine!"

"Andrew David Carter! You listen to me! I'm your little sister, and I know that you are most certainly not fine!" Drew looked at me with sad eyes. The dark brown from our mother and hints of gold. To him, the world was bleak and grey, not the happy, cheerful, and sunny world we were used to.

"Jay-"

"No! Listen, Drew, I'm sorry for not telling you about this date, but I was pretty much forced into it. I'm sorry I wasn't here when you came, but I'm here now. And I thought we promised not to lie to each other, eh?"

Drew smiled slightly. "Yeah, I guess we did. But we really need to clean up in here. Mom'll freak when she sees this mess. And she'll be here in about..." There was a knock on the door. "Now."

I looked at Drew. "Am I still under house-arrest?"

"Yep."

"Then you're cleaning."

"Why?"

"Cause I'm under house-arrest."

"What's that got to do with anything?"

"Nothing, I just don't want to clean."

"Whatever. And you'll be under house-arrest for the next month then!"