Heartworm -
When you can't get a relationship out of your head, even after it's ended long ago. Replaying memories, songs, scents that remind you of them or just their name on loop in your head is referred to as Heartworm.
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Luke was my boy...
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Sunlight streamed through my curtains.
My lips still tingled from the dream.
I sighed and climbed out of bed. Tyson and Percy were still snoring in their bunks. It was early hours of the morning. The clock on the wall read 5:39.
Silently, I crept into the bathroom to get ready to head down to the beach for an early morning swim.
I grabbed a towel to spread out on the sand. It was a pleasantly warm morning so I wasn't cold as I walked down in my bikini. I tied my hair up into a messy small bun to keep out of my face.
I unfolded the towel onto the sand and walked into the sea. Once I reached waist-deep, I pushed into a swim, diving under the surface. It was a handy ability to breath under water. A few schools of fish greeted me excitedly. We had a small conversation before they decided to move on.
In the water, I didn't allow my brain to think. I simply swam, popping up to the surface every now and again to float on my back for a few minutes.
"Ahoy there!" A voice called out.
I ducked into the water, startled. Popping up, I saw a jogger on the shore, smiling and waving. Usually the magical barrier didn't allow any mortals to cross over into camp, but clearly this one had got through. I sighed, and imagined the water around me soaking me. In an instant, the water dampened my skin and hair.
I began to paddle back to shore, knowing I would have to shepherd the man out of camps grounds.
The man grinned at me. He was wearing nylon running shorts and a New York City Marathon T-shirt. He was slim and fit, with salt-and-pepper hair and a sly smile. His eyes twinkled. He looked kind of familiar, but I couldn't place where I had met him before.
There was nothing around camp except farm lands and woods. How far had this man ran?
Nevertheless, I smiled kindly at him.
"Good morning, sir. You out training?" I asked him as I grabbed my towel, rubbing my hair with it.
"Ah, not really. I was hoping to be taking a break from so much running around." He said, sighing. I tilted my head to the side.
"Well, would you care to join me? I was just going to head for a short walk down the shore." I pointed to the direction that would lead us out of camp.
"Trying to get rid of me so soon, Cassie?" I narrowed my eyes. His blue eyes sparkled with mischief.
I took a step back. My throat tightened. He had the same elfish features the Stoll brothers had - that the entire Cabin Eleven had. I forced a smile.
"Forgive me, Lord Hermes. I thought you were a mortal for a second." He grinned.
"Didn't think children of Poseidon could get wet in water." He pointed out my soaking body.
