Empty Closets

Chapter 22

enjoy this long chapter. warning: some content may be slightly inappropriate for some people. also some other content people may be uncomfortable with will be seen in this chapter. this makes this chapter rated R. you have been warned.

Chapter 22: The Real World (POVs Switch)

(Piper's POV)

I've never felt so bad in my entire life.

He was going to be so devastated. He probably saw it coming. But still.

Every step I take creates more anxiety as I make my way over to Zeus's cabin. It feels like everyone's eyes are on me, but no one is around because lunch is finishing up. Jason eats quickly so I decided that now was a good time.

I knock on the door.

The man I'm going to crush opens the door. Just seeing his adorable smirk threatens tears to my eyes. That immediately goes away because he must see my expression.

"What is it?" he asks. He lets me in. I walk through the door and sit on the couch that sits to the right of Jason's bed. I immediately start sobbing and I feel a hand on my back.

I finally mutter, "Please don't hate me."

After a few minutes of sobbing and back rubbing, I finally muster the courage to speak.

"Piper you can tell me anything," Jason says.

"No," I fight back, "I can't. You're gonna hate me forever! I just know it!"

"Nothing in this world is going to make me hate you Pipes."

"Try me."

"Well," Jason's face contorts, "why don't we play 20 Questions? We used to play that all the time."

Hearing him say we makes me feel slightly nauseous. But I nod anyway.

"Are you pregnant?" he asks while trying not to laugh.

"We both know the answer to that." Then we both start giggling.

Jason continues. "Does it have to do with someone at camp?"

I nod, starting to get nervous.

"Is it something with Dionysus?"

I shake my head. "Why would Dionysus be apart of any aspect of my life?" I giggle again.

"Well then what exactly would happen with someone at camp...?" Jason's face slowly grows serious. I can tell he may start to tear up if nothing is said sooner.

"Are you breaking up with me?" he whispers.

I hesitate and then nod, sobbing once again at the same time.

"I don't understand. I thought we were alright!"

"Jason -

"Who is he?"

"What?"

"I said, who is he?"

"Jason," I wipe tears only for more to come. "He is a... she."

Jason's face stays the same but then it changes. Is he.. smiling? He's getting dumped and he's smiling like her got a new toy or something.

"I kinda figured," he says. "I know what you're thinking." He wipes away my tears. "Things have been weird around here lately and I know we haven't really been on the best of terms. I guess I understand why you wouldn't feel that way about me anymore."