Silenced (Demigod Story)

Silenced Tomorrow?

I ran behind them so if anyone was going to get hurt by James, it would be me.  He continued to struggle against the roots while we got further and further away.

Alex seemed to be more silent than usual, deep in thought.  I really thought that they just might think that I was into James, but that would be disgusting.  “That was the hardest thing that I have ever done!” I admitted.

“I know, right?” Rain agreed.

“Well, I thought that it was easy,” Alex commented.

“Of course, you did nothing!” I reminded him.  “How do Aphrodite kids do that?”

“They don’t,” Alex said.  “And yes, I did a few things like stop that arrow and that hell hound,” he argued.

“I meant charming people to distract them.  It is easiest on single guys,” I explained, trying to let them figure out that I had no interest in James.

“Well, that’s probably the only thing that the Aphrodite kids can do that’s actually useful,” Rain told us.

“Yeah,” I breathed, not sure what to say next.

“When are we going to go back to camp?” I asked, noticing the Sun was getting lower and lower.  If I didn’t write a poem in my book soon, I might not be able to speak tomorrow.  I wanted my curse to stay between me and whoever already knew about it.  I didn’t want that pity that people would probably give me if I told them about my past life.  Besides, if people knew, they wouldn’t point out my grammar mistakes because they would think that it would be rude.  But, I really did need help with speaking.

“I don’t know yet,” Rain answered.  She really didn’t plan anything.

“Does it matter?” Alex asked.

I shook my head, not sure what to tell them.  “Um…” I looked down at my running feet and remembered that these were flying shoes.  “No, it doesn’t matter at all,” I went deep into thought of how I would sneak off over the night.  Would I leave a note?  Should I just disappear and reappear before anyone could notice?  Should I just leave now and tell them that I have to go?  I touched the back of my head and felt the bump that gave me a lot of pain.  I then pressed it down and focused on the pain so I would stop worrying.

We stopped running when it got a little darker.  I couldn’t stand it anymore.  “Does anyone have a watch?” I asked, worried that I might only have a few minutes to talk.

“No,” Alex answered.

“I don’t either.  Sorry about that.  Why’d you need one?” Rain wondered.

“I just wanted to know the time, habit of mine,” I bit my lip, focusing on the pain so my brain will stop buzzing on what they might think when they find out about my curse.

“Oh, okay,” Rain answered.  She didn’t seem to fully believe my excuse.

“Camp here?” I asked, pointing to the ground.  I felt like I had to rush so then I just might have some time to fly all of the way to camp and write a poem before midnight.  No one knew how much time I had for that.

“Sure, fine with me,” Alex shrugged, dropping his bag on the ground.

I looked at the ground, it was just so dirty that I have no idea how people could sleep on it.  An idea came to me that was really corny.  I focused on this certain type of cotton plant growing that was completely fuzzy and strongish.  The plant grew about six inches high and in three rectangles.  I wasn’t sure how comfy it would be, but it would be better than sleeping on this ground.

“A joke of mine,” I smirked.  I had grown three flower beds that worked like both.

“Hehehe, I see,” Alex laughed.  “’flower beds,’” he grinned.

“Exactly, they work like them too,” I informed them as I got on the one on the far end.  It was actually like a hard cloud.

“Really?  Cool!” Alex exclaimed, getting on the one in the middle.

I felt pain in my stomach, I hadn’t eaten all day.  I sat on my bed, “What is your favorite type of vegetable or fruit?”

“Um, apples are pretty good,” Rain hesitated, not sure what I was planning.  She glanced at me, thinking that I was acting a bit strange.  “Anything but vegetables.”

“I know right!  Those things are dry!” I agreed.

“They’re pretty nasty too,” Rain added.

I grew a small apple tree that was sturdy.  I felt like I was showing off, but I really was hungry.  I got up once it reached the size that I wanted, than picked a few.

“Omg!  It’s so tiny!” Rain exclaimed.  I smiled, glad that she didn’t that that I was trying to show off.  Alex rolled his eyes.

“Dinner is served,” I laughed, tossing some apples to Alex to break the ice.

“Yum!” Alex said with a mouthful of apples.  I laughed at his childness.  I didn’t toss any to Rain because I figured that she wanted an excuse to climb the tree.  I didn’t know why, but she seemed like the kind of person that would want to climb a tree.  “Am I the only one who thought of Snow White when I took a bite out of this?”

I felt a little hurt, but I told myself that he didn’t think that I would poison the food because of my mom.  He just thinks of Snow White when he eats apples.

“Yeah, I was thinking of Garfield,” I blurted.

“Um, I’m not going to ask why…” Alex mumbled, looking at me strangely.  I was used to it, it happens so often that it doesn’t hurt any more.

I laid on my bed, trying not to have a panic attack.  What if it is already too late?  What if I can’t talk and they think that I am mad at them?  What if they think that I was sad and not like me?

I pinched myself and waited for them to go to sleep.