I stared intently on my fellow camper. After the titan war he hasn't been quite the same. The lazy juice box drinking boy has become a lean, helping, ruling person of the camp. He's constantly at Chiron's side helping him make decisions about this and that. Since Annabeth left for New Rome with Percy, Pollux has became the strategist and all knowing. He was always practicing or reading or just doing something. I was never close to him in the first place but my heart aches for him. It's got to suck losing your twin and having no one else to be there for you. Reminds me of Nico di Angelo, the gothic son of Hades, ambassador between the camps to keep each other on their happy sides.
A bunch of my half siblings yelled at me to keep moving in the food line, I grabbed a bunch of stuff and walked to my table, Apollo's. I look across the tables to the lonely Pollux eating by himself. It was against the rules to sit at any other table then your own, but hey, since Pollux is next to his dad and the camp director at head table, it doesn't count. My hands trembled as I picked my tray up and dashed over to the seat next to Pollux. He looked up from his book bout Roman something, and glared at me. Hissing, "What the hell, are you doing sitting up here, William,"
"It's Will, not William, and you looked lonely so I decided to come talk to you." As I finished whispering to him, I realize everything went quiet and everyone was staring at me. Pollux shot up with our plates, burning the whole meal to the gods. Pulling me along by the ear, we went to his cabin. When we got in there, he spun around and back handed me.
The sudden force made my eyes water, as my cheek began to swell. The cold air blew through the window making me shiver as I held back in a cry of pain.
"If you ever pull something like that again, making me look like a fool, I will make sure you'll have nightmares about grape vines."
I couldn't hold it any longer, and I regretted every tear streaming down my cheeks. Choking on my swallowed sobs, I make quiet gurgling noises. Pollux must of felt guilty as he tries to hugged me but I shoved against his chest. In the end his muscular arms wrapped around me and I sobbed into his shoulder, not really knowing why I was crying for anymore. My head begin to spin, it should be me holding him as he cries into my shoulder and me whispering its okay over and over again. Not the other way around.
We are the same size but at this moment of time I felt like I was so much smaller then him. He stroked the back of my head and lied us down on his bed. My face was buried in his chest and he smelt strongly of grape and mint. As I sighed he kissed my forehead and began singing a short lullabuy as I drifted off to sleep.
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