Silenced (Demigod Story)

Worth It

When I hit the ground, I started thinking about the plant that would help me.  Then I remembered the anima, the Polish rose that could be used to tell if someone is alive or not.  I grew the bush and picked off one of the white roses.  I took one petal off one side of the rose and put it on Annie’s forehead.  Then I took another petal off its base and put it on Apricot’s forehead.  The petal on Annie’s forehead turned grey, to meant that she is unconscious.  The petal on Apricot’s forehead was black, to mean that she was dead.

I fell to the ground and then scolded myself for doing so.  I then got up and slapped myself, Annie is alive for now, and I was not going to let her die.  I carried Annie back to camp, leaving rose petals behind so I could find my way back.  People gave me weird glances as I rushed passed them to the infirmary. I set down Annie on one of the beds and then ran over to the big house.

“What are you doing here at this late hour?” Chiron asked.

“Annie got hurt in the woods!” I explained.  “She is in the infirmary but Apricot was not so lucky.”

“Oh, I’ll send over some campers to take a look at her.  You must go and get Apricot,” he commanded.

I nodded my head and then headed back to the woods.  I followed my trail of rose petals and then picked up Apricot’s cold body.  Her arms swung limply as I walked.  While I walked, I wished that I could have made her happier while she was alive.  I shouldn’t have ever tripped her with a root, even though I never meant to do it in the first place.  I also should’ve been nicer to her when she was new to all of this complicated Greek stuff.  I didn’t understand why, but I just felt like I never did anything right.

I set Apricot in the bed next to Annie so the campers could do what they needed to do with her body.

I took a deep breath and exited the infirmary.  I could have saved those girls.  I could have gotten their vengeance.  Instead, I was too scared to do anything.

‘Wow, what a night,’ I tried to say to myself.  ‘What?’  I couldn’t speak, I was only mouthing words.

I looked at the clock in the middle of came, it was 12:01.  ‘Great, now I can go a whole day without talking.’  I ran into the forest before anyone could notice me.  I followed the rose petals to the tree that my book was in.  I climbed the tree and stared at the book.  ‘Why must you hate me Apollo?’

This time, I had the roots wrap around me loosely.  I stared at my book, wondering if it was worth it to save Annie and lose my voice for a day.  I looked down at the last place were Apricot stood and nodded.  It was worth it.  I wouldn’t have allowed both of them to die just so I could have my voice.  I told myself.