I woke up to a hand on my shoulder. I kept my eyes closed for another few seconds, feigning sleep, and then threw my hand, screaming "KYAAAA" and slapped the hand off of me.
"Get your nasty hands off my beautiful body you ugly old geez-" I snapped my eyes open, seeing Astrea leaning over me. "You!" I whisper-yelled, "How the fudgepops did you get in this place? It's like super high security!"
"You'll find out in a second," she said, taking a few steps back and looking at me sadly with her liquid-blue orbs.
I immediately forgave her.
"I think I owe you an explanation," she said, taking a seat on the end of my bed, ignoring how mussed the sheets were.
"You think?!" I asked incredulously, flinging my arms out to my sides dramatically.
Well it's a long story," she started.
I just stared at her and listened to the rumble of her voice. She was just so perfe-"I'm a ghost."
I gasped theatrically, and reached a hand out to touch her hand. It was freezing cold, but it felt like regular flesh to me. "You don't look like a ghost," I said. "Is this a joke?"
She didn't say anything, she just stood up and walked right through the wall next to my bed. It was like it wasn't even there.
"Oh my god, I really do belong in this freaking nut house!" I wailed, smacking the back of my head against the wall behind bed. "And fudgesicle that hurt!" I whispered forlornly.
Astrea reappeared through the wall and I pinched my arm, almost drawing blood."Why'd you do that?" She asked, tilting her head and staring at me.
"Because you just walked through a mother freakin wall, that's why!" I said, throwing my hands in the air.
"Annnnd?" She asked, still looking confused.
"Oh my god, I thought I was dreaming but obviously not! No one could be this stupid in a dream!"
Rude!" She screeched.
Hmmph!" I replied, crossing my arms and pushing out my bottom lip in a pout. "Now please explain what the heck you're doing in my beautiful room," I said, gazing around at the sparse furniture and plain walls.
"No!" She said. "Not until you apologize!"
"What!" I replied, uncrossing my arms and staring at her. "Being immature is my thing! Stop it!"
"No!" She huffed.
"Yes!" I shot back.
"No"
"Yes"
"No"
"No" I said with finality.
"Yes," she replied. Her eyes widened a second later when she realized what she did.
"Man, that's a classic!" I laughed, slapping my knee. "How did you fall for that?"
"Apologize or you're not getting your explanation!" she yelled in her baritone voice.
"No!" I had no plans of swallowing my pride and sucking up to her.
"I'm not going through this again," she said, smoothing down her white dress and delicately chewing on one of her nails.
I just stared at her. As if I was actually going to follow her orders. Ha!
She stood up, walking towards the door. "Fine. Whatever you want."
Wait!" I spoke towards her retreating back.
"I'm so very sorry for doing absolutely nothing wrong."
"Whatever," she said, turning around and settling back into her seat at the end of my bed.
"Whatever." I settled back against the wall.
"So, I'm also kind of cursed," she said after a minute of pause.
"Oh my freaking god!" I groaned, "what other bombshells are you planning on dropping today?"
"Because I punched Zeus in the face."
"Girl!" I whisper-yelled, still trying to stay quiet. "Tell me this story please!"
"Okay," she sighed. "It was a regular day back in the days of the Greek Empire, and I was just sitting on the shore of a river, relaxing and admiring the water, when Zeus came down from his big clouds and started flirting with me. He was all like 'hey baby' and I was like 'heck no buddy.' Eventually, I got fed up with him trying to get with me and I punched him in the nose to get him to back off."
My jaw dropped, and I threw my arms in the air dramatically, pulling the blankets up into a cape. "Oh my gosh you're actually legendary!" I said.
She shot me a small smile and continued. "So then he got really mad and cursed me in any future love endeavours. He made me invisible to all but the person who was destined to be my next lover. And through their association with me, any of my lovers are cursed to a series of tragic events and then a painful death."
I was nodding along until the end, and then it hit me. I gaped at her like a fish for a second before stuttering out "wait a second. Do I count as one of..." I trailed off.
She nodded, giving me a small, sad smile.
"Gnarly!" I said, pumping my fist into the air. I finally got a hot girl! Yes!
She paused for a second, staring at me in confusion. "Did you not register the 'tragic events' or the 'painful death' parts?"
I didn't quite hear her though, because I had stood up and was spinning around the small room singing "I love Astrea and she loves me, we're a happy family!"
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Historia CortaThis short story is focused on Lukas, a random and immature teen just looking for love. From the library to a mental hospital to the underworld itself, Lukas sure gets his fill of adventure, in fact, he probably gets more than he ever asked for. (A...