No Dawn Without Apollo, No Apollo Without Artemis, No Artemis Without Hermes

Chapter One... The Wrong Dawn (Pt. 3)

*Dawn's POV*

"Family, guess who's hooome?" I run to the door with open arms and happy tears, squealing out his name. He smiles big, opens his arms and lets me jump into them. He playfully dips me down, peppering tickly kisses on my face, making me laugh. His warm hug and small kisses... I can feel them melting away all my week's worth of problems. He's the family peace maker, the class clown, the popular jock, the smart and kind guy than everyone loves!... my favorite older brother. Mason walks in with that big smile of his.

"Did you forget about me yet," Eli smiles and rubs his face into my cheek, tickling my face and treating me like a child. I giggle, scrunch up my shoulders, trying to hide my face and neck. "Did you?!" he jokingly asks with a growl in his voice. I can't help but laugh hard and admit that I'm not upset with my dad anymore, at least right now.

"That tickles!" I laugh. Eli pulls his face away and pulls me in for a big hug. I sigh and smile, acknowledging his presense. My parents calm down and everything is okay again... for now.

I slip out of his arms and take him along with Mason upstairs to show them what's new. I redecorated the walls of my room with my drawings, posters, and Polaroid photos. Mason smiles and compliments my new wall decorations. Part of, I guess, expressing my inner "creativity" is decorating my walls. I have an art/drawing wall opposite of my bed, my birthday card wall behind the door, my old anime Fairy Tail wall above my bed and my Pentatonix wall in front. My therapist says that I should surround myself with things and people who inspire me, so there you go. Pentatonix... and my family. Eli looks at the few drawings in the corner of my wall desk.

"Dawnie, who's this?" he approaches the drawings.

"U-um... Nothing..." I blush and cover their faces with my hands.

"Nothing? I love nothing, let me see nothing!" I wrestle with him a bit but he still manages to get my hands off. He look at all my Greek Mythology drawings. I hide them in the corner because I don't want people to see my weird obsession... but I still hang them up because it makes me feel comfortable. Hercules, Hermes, Artemis And Apollo all in the corner. I draw the twins the most... I think they're really cute together. My bookcase is chock-full of Greek Mythology books, encyclopedias, fantasy novels, you name it. I love Greek Mythology... obviously. Mason comments that my little obsession is unique and adorable. Eli tells Mason he'll catch up with him later to talk to me about what happened earlier. He said that Dad yelled so loud he could hear him from the driveway. I sit on my bed with him.

"I guess I just pissed him off again..." I start, staring down at my hands, rubbing my thumbnail with my thumb, avoiding his hazel eyes. "He bugged me to do math again with him, and I wanted to work on my drawings for my new story. All I did was zone out a few times, accidentally copied the problem wrong once and out my face upon my hand. And then he freaks out and makes a mess." I feel him stare at me. He doesn't say anything. I continue. "And Maddie was there to make fun of me before when that happened. I just can't stand them sometimes." My fingers curl up in my palm, making a tight fist. My eyes start to fill with angry tears once again. My hands firmly put together, my eyes shut. I feel him put his hand over my fists.

"Dawn..." he says seriously, in a soothing, gentle voice. "This wasn't your fault... please don't hurt yourself, deirfiúr. Maddie doesn't understand, she's literally blind sometimes. The way he overreacts is not on you." I feel tears come in and blur my vision. I can't cry in front of another person... no, not again... but those stubborn tears fall out anyway, and I start to sob. Eli puts both his arms around me, gently kissing my head, silently telling me that everything will be okay without saying a word. I let myself weep in his shirt for hours, staining it with heavy tears. He didn't say a word, he didn't move, he just stayed...