Pity. (EDITED 6/10)

Opening my eyes.. I'd sight that familiar blue haired man.."Ace?"I groaned.. sitting up. That feeling of queasy and sickness faded. But I still felt quite drowsy.

He expressed a concerned expression, "Are you okay?"Ace asked, I nodded as if it was nothing,"Yes, i'm alright." For now.

Ace sighed in relief, "That's good, I'm glad.."He ended off with a soft smile. He's worried about me? That's quite odd.

Did I really know him before?.. Ace who knew exactly what I was thinking, "It seems you really don't remember me.. Well that's fine i don't mind starting over with you.."Ace deeply sighed as he leaned back on the chair. As if he'd been searching for me.. in hopes to rekindle whatever we had.

I began to take off the blanket on me, attempting to stand up but almost fumbling over, the other demigod hurried up, scrambling to get towards me.

"H-hey!.. What are you doing!.."Ace exclaimed, his arms held my shoulders tight for support, I looked at him with a blank expression.

"I'm fine really.. Now let me go."I responded to his ever so nice personality, Ace's expression grew more to pity. Gods I despise that look.

His blue locks of hair turned towards his eyes, it covered surfaces of his eyes..

That expression i always hated seeing, 'pity' when someone sees you in a vulnerable state, they take over you with the fabrication of pity. Then expects something back in return..

I immediately pulled away my arm from him, you could call it pride or foolishness or whatever you want, but I will never be looked at with such pity. I don't owe anyone anything.

Ace showed a clear expression of being upset, whether it was making me mad or not, i honestly didn't care at that moment.

I rushed out of the nurse's room. I hated it, the feeling of being looked down on by others, the visible feeling that you're the one with the lower hand, that experience.

I panted heavily, it turns out that i wasn't really okay to get out of the infirmary room, but i didn't regret leaving a single bit. Even if my legs suddenly returned to that numbness state.. my pride was too much for even me.

Breathing out and breathing in, I looked up to coincidentally see Eric right in front of me with a bright smile.

"I was looking everywhere for you, where were you?"Eric asked with a soft smile that can never be ruined.

Forget it, I didn't want to ruin anyone's mood.

"I went to the bathroom.. Didn't want to bother someone with my own business.."I blatantly lied as i easily slipped through with it.. I usually was a good liar. At least to make it this far.

Eric looked.. Convinced? He did look convinced, but something tells me he isn't. Out of all people..

"Alright.. you know there's five minutes until class starts right?"The taller male commented.. he already suspects something of me.

The extra studying I could have used those two hours for..

"Of course.."I said right away, my lies began to deteriorate in value and it became more and more obvious to tell. Out of all people, do I have to be feeling the worst and be forced to lie. In front of him?

By the time Eric stopped asking me questions I was already at my class, just before the bell ranged.

I looked up at the teacher, everything about them seemed 'neat', that explains the perfect and symmetrical placings of the desks and chairs.

Class went on normal and I was able to get all of my extra notes in.

"Hey! You're Kylar right?"A blonde hair girl exclaimed as she walked up to me with someone else familiar beside her.

She was pretty.. really pretty. If it wasn't for that overpowering smell of flowery perfume, I would've kept that mindset. Bits of coughs erupted me..

"Yes?"I responded as I looked off to the familiar girl next to her, she had gray hair that curled just perfectly down to the tip and bright yellow eyes laced with mascara.

The girl who was talking to me had wavy blonde hair that looked like it was just styled, the eyeliner on her green emerald eyes made her eyes pop, you could consider the two your usual pretty teenagers. But it was clear which one was more confident then the latter.

The girl pulled Urei in front of her, showcasing her to me, "My friend likes you."The blonde female said bluntly with a perked up smile.. full confidence and certainty in her tone of voice.

I can already imagine who her godly parent is. 

Urei's pale complexion brightened with red, her eyes stared down at the floor, nervous of my next answer.

"Impossible, we're just friends."I darted back with a sign of disgust and couldn't believe Urei would like me like that.

Besides, Eric likes Urei, and i can't do that to him no matter how stupid he can be.

Urei's expression darkened, before her blonde friend could get a word out or try to even comfort her.. tears left Urei's soft yellow eyes.

Tears stripped down her face, I found no reasoning, why would anyone cry because of a rejection?

Urei was my friend.. sure I knew her for a couple of years.. but it wasn't like we broke up from a 2 year relationship..

Tensing me up, bits of guilt filled my sight.. as I uttered an "I'm sorry." A simple one.