The Quiet

Chapter 24

Chapter 24

*Athena's Point of View*

My body felt numb as my brain finally woke up. I opened my eyes slowly and I saw that the room was dark except for one light. It was a lamp light and I noticed I was in Dean's room. My head felt so heavy as I lifted it from the soft pillow. I immediately regretted my drinking and smoking habit at that moment when a headache hit my mind. "Not good," I mumbled to myself.

A hand helped me sit up which startled me. I look over and saw Dean lying next to me in his bed. "I'm not going to hurt you." I curled up to him, waiting to stay warm. "How do you feel?" He asked sweetly as his hand offered me a glass of water.

The only thing to my head was, "I don't." My boyfriend wasn't too fond of that answer when his face fell and gave me a hard look.

"Don't say that." He snapped at me. I sat there confused why he took my comment to heart. I glanced over at him, waiting for him to make another comment which he did. "What the fuck is wrong with you?! I couldn't find you for hours! I had to go to your brothers for shit sakes! I thought you ran away again. I was worried so bad, you have no consideration for my feelings." I placed the glass of water down harshly before getting off the bed. I had told him about my trip to Russia, now he believes if I walk out of the house I am leaving the country.

I cleared my throat before answering, "I wanted to be alone for a single day. I do it every year and this year is no different. Dean, you are not my keeper. I think I should be able to do what I want." I said harshly. I stumbled over to the door to go to the kitchen. I despised the thought of being caged, I did that once with Mason and it was not going to happen again.

Dean followed me while I moved slowly down the stairs. "I wouldn't have cared if you left a note, but you simply left! I am your boyfriend and I would like to know where my girlfriend is." I laid my hand on the counter, keeping my unstable balance. My head was pounding, and I left like I was going to pass out. "When I found you, Nathan was there comforting you! You were sitting, crying in an empty cemetery. When I brought you back home I thought you were dead. When you finally woke up, you mumbled something about your heart." He turned me around, forcing me to look at him. I held up my finger and pointed it at him.

"I said I wanted to be alone. It's not my fault that Nathan found me. There is no reason for you to yell at me. I am my own person and I can live my life the way I want to." I replied to him. His blue eyes held a spark of anger.

"Athena, you cannot blame me for caring about you! I don't want to lose you." Dean declared as his hand grazed my cheek.

"Why would you care if you lost me? No one else does." I grumbled to myself before making my way to the full refrigerator. I opened it up and took out whatever food that seemed appetizing.

I was spreading out the food before Dean said something that stopped me in my tracks. "Because I love you." I placed the chips down and looked up at him. He didn't seem like he was joking at all. I stood there not knowing what to say. He sighed and walked up to me. "I don't want you to say it back, I understand if this is too soon for you. I couldn't keep it to myself anymore." Dean pulled me into his chest where I hugged him. He loves me.

We stood in the kitchen not saying anything for a few minutes. "Can you tell me why you were in the cemetery?" I sighed under my breath then sat down on the stood for the kitchen's island. "I want to know why you are like this." I made myself like this.

I rubbed my hands over my face, trying to get relaxed. "My grandfather died 3 years ago today. I visit him every year as well as his birthday." My heart clutched a strained feeling when I revealed the reason for my actions.