Her Poison

Chapter 25~ Dirty Laundry

I stared at my brother in astonishment. Never in the shared time that I'd had with my twin would I have imagined that he'd ever reveal details of my past like that. Who did he think he was?

"Why aren't you fighting me, Thena?" Ares' eyes were way too familiar and I teared up.

In all the times where I threatened him, or all the teasing, I hadn't once taken him seriously, but now I just didn't feel like I could believe it. Or stay around him any longer.

I wasn't sure whether I was embarrassed of my past or of the fact that this is how my friends had heard this story. The fact that he really thought that an embarrassing episode from seven years ago was actually embarrassing because I'd been having sex in a public place.

It'd been embarrassing because I'd been caught and because I was always under scrutiny from my grandparents, other trust fund kids and the high society mess I'd been born in.

So even if I had the terrible habit of hiding my true feelings behind a mask of anger, the truth was that I felt betrayed. And extremely hurt.

"I'm leaving." I backtracked in the hot tub. My gaze fell upon Aaron and the gorgeous woman at his side and a bit of jealousy stirred inside me.

I was so tired of the constant agitation and I worried that it was my ultimately my fault. I couldn't help but wonder if Harmony, John and Damon felt tired of the evergreen mess I seemed to carry with me.

After all, if I hadn't accepted to go on tour with them, there's no way my brother would be there too, trying to piss me off. Now I was seriously considering to leave.

Aaron caught my eyes with his and seemed to want to speak up but frowned instead. I recognized that look; he was planning something. Sometimes, I desperately wanted to know what was going on in his mind, I wanted to figure out the truth behind his silence.

How could someone with such intricate and worthwhile insight when he decided to speak, conclude that eighty percent of his time would be spent in silence? How could he consider what he had to say too good for others to hear?

How I enjoyed that about him.

"Athena don't go-" Carlyle tried to grab my arm but I swiftly dodged him.

Ungracefully, I climbed out of the hot tub and started padding wetly towards the elevator. It was unbelievably cold but I tried to ignore that and the tiny shards of ice that were attacking my bare feet.

I felt like I wasn't even noticing my surroundings as I made my way to the elevator, then to my room. I felt my eyes cloud up, I could hear my heart beat, I couldn't breathe right. I looked down at my hands and felt them shaking.

Confused thoughts raced in my head and before I knew it, I was sitting on the bed, shaking like a leaf. Tears fell freely from my eyes. I didn't know what to do, all I could think about was how I didn't know what to do.

How would things between my brother and I be fixed? I had to leave. I really, really had to leave. Why were the cream walls of the room closing in on me? I couldn't breathe.

"Athena? Athena?"

I just didn't know what to do.

"Breathe. Just breathe okay? You need to breathe, Athena. Follow what I'm saying."

I wanted it to be just like before with my brother. I wanted to feel home. I wanted to have this load off my shoulders. I wanted to-

"Breathe Athena." Soft, big hands grabbed my face and though it still felt like chaos in my mind, I wasn't seeing black anymore.