Percy Jackson Little Sister (Sequel To "Broken" Written by Tyler Jane Smith)

Chapter 21

Damien:

I peered sideways at Zöe.

She was staring out the window, her eyes sad and distant. I noticed with a start that she was paler than usual, dark shadows sat under her eyes.

She looked even skinnier than usual, and that was extremely worrying- since she already weighed about the same as a 5 year old.

We were sat on her bed side by side, our legs looped together and a pile of Greek mythology books sat between us.

We were supposed to be revising the Greek history, learning about monsters and other stories.

But Zöe seemed to be in a different world completely.

Finally I said:

“You're thinking about him, aren't you?” She turned to look at me, startled.

It had been 4 days since we'd met our ‘friend’ Danny, and in that same day we'd brought him to our home- only for him to be turned away due to Mr D's orders.

Zöe had been acting weird since.

She opened her mouth like she was about to lie; but then seemed to change her mind.

I knew her better than anyone, she couldn't fool me. “Yeah.” She nodded reluctantly. “I feel so bad for him...”

She sighed, as if she knew moping was useless- because we'd probably never see Danny again.

And I couldn't pretend that I was gutted about that. Because honestly, I'm not gonna miss the guy. “You've got nothing to feel sorry for Zo, it wasn't your fault.” I said, flipping the page over to a chapter on Hellhounds. “Besides, it's you I'm worried about, when did you last eat?”

She shrugged the question off. “Yesterday?”

I sighed, taking her hand in mine, squeezing it lightly. “You've gotta look after yourself Zo, or at least let me do it for you.” I insisted, tracing her palm with my fingertip.

She seemed to give in, leaning her head on my shoulder and closing her eyes lightly.

After a while she said, “I'll think of something, I'm not just gonna sit back and do nothing.” I grunted a little. But couldn't help but droop my head on top of hers.

“I'm sure you will Zöe.” I replied, knowing that she would, even though I secretly didn't want her to do anything about it at all.