The Daughter of Aries: A Percy Jackson Fanfiction

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Chapter 28: Home

I couldn’t look at Logan after everything I just couldn’t. I was going back to camp half blood and I was embarrassed. After everything how the hell could I be embarrassed? I bet everyone’s going to hate me when I get back. I Escaped there safe haven, they have no reason to give a crap. Not Annabeth, not Chiron, not Percy. All the good I have in my life is possibly my parents and Logan. The rest of my life was fear, aggression and the promise of my loss of sanity and finally death. I haven’t even really lived yet.

“Stop torturing yourself.” Logan says and I look away from the window.

“Why should I? I deserve every bit of it.”

“That’s not true.”

“Is it? I freaked out and ran away twice. Well at least the second time was for a good reason.”

“Exactly, look at the right side.”

“There isn’t much to look at Logan.” I sigh and he grabs my hand squeezing it tightly.

“Be happy there is one.” We sit there quietly for a few moments just listening to Greg’s quiet snoring coming from the back seat.

“Do you like camp?” I ask and he chuckles.

“What’s so funny?” he stops imminently and looks away from me. Did he just Blush.

“Hey, “ I grabbed his chin forcing him to look at me and when I saw his bluch I smile. I run my thumb over his cheek and he closes his eyes. “Tell me.” He sighs turning back to the road lifting up my hand and kissing it. Holy crap!

“I like it when your there.”

“You’re adorable.” He glares and I laugh, but he still doesn’t let go and I don’t ever want him to.“I love you.” I blurt out and slap my hand over my mouth. He smirks. Oh my god, Oh my god, Oh my god. I cover my eyes.

“Mia look at me.” I shake my head and hide in my hair. “Mia?” I ignore him and turn away. “Mia I swear to god if you don’t look at me I’m pulling over.” I stay silent even though I know it’s going to bight me in the ass later. I hear the screeching and halt of the tiers and I know I’m in trouble. I hear a click and the next thing I know I’m being tugged to the left. When I open my eyes I’m straddling his waist. I try to hide again but he captures my hands. “Look up.” without thinking I look up and he kisses me.

It wasn’t gentle or rough but somewhere in between. He pulled me closer, letting go of my hands so I could wrap them around his neck. His hand runs up my leg and I hold back a groan. Deciding he wants more he attacks my neck kissing whatever skin he reach.

“Ewwww.” We both jump and I look at my smirking cousin.

“Oh my god,” I lay my hands on his shoulder. I can feel him shaking with laughter so I biff him.

“I think I’m traumatized.” Greg wines covering his eyes and I glare, wishing he could see me.

“Shut up.” I mutter then look up at Logan. He brushes my hair out of my face and I blush. Leaning down he kisses my forehead.

“We should go back to camp your mom’s going to throw me in prison if I don’t get there soon.” I nod  and maneuver myself back into my seat. Once I’m safely buckled in he holds my hand. He smiles at me and starts the car. God I love looking at the bright side.

An hour later our hands are sweating, Greg’s whining about how he thinks he need therapy and we are almost to camp. Logan hasn’t said anything for a while now so think him and Akakios are going at it, but the closer we get the more tense he is. I start to massage his hand and he looks at me.