For the Better

Chapter 2 ~ Back At Camp

Leo's Pov
It's been almost a year since Calypso died. I will never forget what happened. I miss her so much. I remember when she used to hate me, and how she insulted me as I first came on her island. I remember her beautiful singing voice. I remember the way she kissed me before I left. I remember how she made new clothes for me. I remember her helping me with my makeshift boat. Ugh it's just too much...

Piper and Hazel try to make me feel better. So does Jason. But after seeing all of them happy with their boyfriends and/or girlfriends, it makes me sad. Then Nico does whatever the hell he wants with Will Solace. (I won't get into those details..) Now, I just try to stay away, but no one lets me. I want to be alone but they don't understand. Also, only Hazel knows what it's like to die and come back. My life has turned into a living hell, and I can't take it anymore.

I like to spend most of my time in Bunker 9. That's where I can concentrate on my machines and projects, while I can also be alone and cry whenever I feel like it. Sometimes it gets too hot in Bunker 9, so I go down to the beach and just sit there and think, and think, and think until my head starts to spin like crazy. By then, someone has sat down next to me, to comfort me of course, but no one can comfort me. Never again, now that she is gone.

Whenever an Apollo camper or an Aphrodite camper see me wandering around by myself, some of them will come over and try to give me advice. I've tried a lot of things they have told me to do. Nothing helps. It only makes them worse, so I stopped listening to them. Everything has just been so much worse; the nightmares, the people, the memories.. It's terrible.

What did I do to deserve this? I don't know. I honestly don't know. I already lost my mother, my family, and I lost my girl. My one true love. I lost Festus. I lost the Argo II. Is a god or goddess behind this? Is there someone powerful trying to get revenge on me? Are the Fates doing this to see me miserable? I'm hoping not. I hate being around. I hate living. I just want to be done because I can't deal with all of this anymore.