The Undoing of My Reality [UNDOING I]

Fez the mini dragon

The ride back to camp was silent. It was around eleven PM, and we were all fucking exhausted from the predicament earlier. Oliver had an ice pack on their head and refused to speak to me. Will had pulled them aside and explained everything in hopes to calm them down, but it only made them livid. In fact, they socked me in the cheek as soon as they saw me again, yelling about how "I was fucked in the head blah blah blah!" Which-- okay yea you aren't wrong, but still dude.

So, we weren't on speaking terms. I was okay with that.

The radio hit static once we got outside the city, and yet Will kept it on. I guess she just couldn't bear the silence in the car. It was hard to breathe, the air was so tense. I knew it was because of me, considering I still had blood on my clothes. She kept glancing at me in the mirror, and for once her gaze made me uneasy.

I turned my head to face the window by my side, staring up at the full moon. My headphones were in my ears, I had my music blasting so loud that i'd for sure go deaf by twenty-five. My knees were pulled up to my chest. I wanted to make myself as small as possible, and shut myself away from everything else. I couldn't stand to look back at Leo-- I wasn't remorseful for what I did, I was the opposite of that-- but I was worried about what he would think of me if he realized how much I truly enjoyed it.
Yeah, sure, he said it was totally badass. And it totally was! I still had the thought in my head, though, that he secretly thought I was some serial killer or something. That's what Oliver thought, so why would their half brother be any different?

"Horse!" Leo called out. We all turned, looked at the horse, then went back to sulking. It was a nice horse, minding it's business and shit. The silence fell through again and I turned up my music. Not even a clip clop boy could cheer me up.

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==> Leo

"Aw come on, can you guys maybe lighten up?!" You piped up after a minute. The silence was making you want to scream. The only thing you could here was the soft rhythm of Luna's music.

She didn't look so good. She had the "deep in thought" look, her eyes glazed and transfixed on the nature outside. She still had blood in her hair and on her clothes, even on her glasses. She just looked... Not there.

"Guys-" You were about to talk again, when Oliver cut you off.

"Lighten up??? Lighten up???" They snapped, unbuckling their seatbelt and turning to face you. Their brown eyes were fierce with anger.

"Will told me what Luna did! She told me all the details about how Isaiah died, how we saved the world. And- ha! Yea, we succeeded, but at what cost? Do YOU feel okay with how Luna did it? How she pretended to turn on us without communicating the plan?!"

You could feel yourself starting to heat up. Oliver was your sibling, yes. But did they piss you off sometimes? Also yes. This was one of those times. Was this seriously what they were mad about???

"Would you rather we failed and Isaiah stay alive??" You asked, crossing your arms. Breathe in and out, calm down. You were going to blow this car up if you got any more pissed.

"That's not the problem and you know it, Leonidas-" Oliver couldn't even finish what they were about to say when you exploded.

"Don't call me that, Nelson." You hissed. Nothing pissed you off more than someone using your full name unprompted. It was the one thing that pushed your buttons that didn't have to do with the gods. You felt yourself starting to lose control. Your arm caught fire. You papped it out.

"My problem was the way that Luna killed him! A stab through the heart would have been just fine, but she went completely overboard. And enjoyed it!!" Oliver turned back around and crossed their arms.