God, it hurts to be human.
Without you
Iād be losing.
And someday, weāll face the music.
God, it hurts to be human.
-P!NK and Khalid - Hurts 2B Human
Rachel looked ashamed. āIā¦ I thought a blank canvas might help me think.ā Her tone made it obvious that the whitewashing had accomplished nothing.Ā
Jason took me by the shouldersānot out of anger, or in a clinging way, but as a brother. āPromise me one thing. Whatever happens, when you get back to Olympus, when youāre a god again, remember. Remember what itās like to be human.ā
āWill, Kayla, Austin,ā I said, ācome with me.ā āAnd Nico,ā said Nico. āI have a doctorās note.ā
I did not blame the poor girl. Truly. But getting her to trust my friendship, to trust anyone after her stepfather, Nero, was like training a wild squirrel to eat out of oneās hand. Any loud noise was liable to cause her to flee, or bite, or both.
(I realize thatās not a fair comparison. Meg bites much harder than a wild squirrel.)Ā
Leo looked like he had been struck repeatedly. And I knew, I had seen him struck repeatedly. He brushed the tears from his face. He stared at the cargo hold, then at the diorama in my hands. āI didnātā¦ I couldnāt even say good-bye,ā he murmured. Piper shook her head. āMe neither.āĀ
āYou sent this little sister of mine to do your errands.ā Georgina tapped her own chest, her eyes wide and dark, still focused on me. (ā¦) This little sister? If he ment that litterally, thenā¦
But from now on I would be more than Lester. I would be more than an observer. I would be Apollo. I would remember.Ā
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