Look, I didn't mean to look into those dark, blue eyes of his. It just happened. I searched his soul, without realizing it. But, the second I saw something super deep. I snapped out of the trance. I was still looking him in the eyes though. I looked at him and put all my emotion into two words, "I'm sorry."
He just exploded, I don't know why. He yelled, "YOU'RE NOT SORRY! YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT IT FEELS LIKE TO LOSE EVERYONE THAT YOU'VE EVER CARED ABOUT!" He ran deep into the woods. I just sat there, stunned. Because, I did know exactly what it felt like. I had lost my mother, my little brother, and my best friend. My father, Hermes, didn't ever talk to me. But, I still felt close to him. He was my father after all.
"I do though." I said, even though he was long gone. I just sat there.
But that, was two years ago, when I was fifteen. Now, I'm seventeen. And, Nico has come back to camp. Some Romans came. Some still didn't like us Greeks. Nico, well, he's Nico. He never talks to me. He does however, talk to a lot of people, just not me. I'm not sure whether or not he remembers that night by the creek though. I do, clear as day. He left. I'm still broken inside. From what he said. If only he knew who all I had lost.
My name, is Amethyst Jones. But you can call me A.J.
DISCLAIMER: I only own Amethyst Jones (A.J.), Dana Kook, James Baker, their belongings, their mortal families, and their back stories. Every one and everything else belongs to Rick Riordan.