AthenaCameron had no idea what I was planning. I could tell he was doing everything in his power to make our relationship work and keep me happy, but this wasn’t about me. It was about him. I needed him to be alive and safe, and I was about to make the toughest decision in my life. To leave him.It's not like I had superpowers to get over him so quickly; hell, I had no idea what I was doing, but it needed to be done. Dad and I had been talking about transferring schools somewhere far away from this continent. I didn’t care about starting over; I was only in my first year.Whenever Cameron wasn’t around, I would use the laptop to research supernatural schools. There had to be somewhere I could go—someplace where I could escape, find a solution, and maybe one day return. But for now, I had to leave. Trying to convince him to break our bond would be useless, like talking to a wall. Cameron was stubborn as a mule, and he would never do it. So, I had to decide for both of us. Even wi
AthenaToday was the day—the day to leave Cameron behind. I still hadn’t told him. I could only imagine how furious he’d be when he realized I was gone for good.This was the hardest decision I’d ever made, and the guilt was already eating away at me. I knew his life was tied to soccer, and even though he claimed he wouldn’t play in major tournaments anymore, I felt terrible for making him think about quitting. How could I take away the one thing that gave him so much joy and purpose?The house was eerily quiet, and I was glad to be alone for the first time. I hadn’t stopped thinking about the last time I saw Cameron an hour ago. Surprised to see me awake, he had been brushing his teeth in the bathroom."Why are you up? That’s odd," he joked, winking at me through the mirror. "You don’t usually wake up this early on Saturdays."I forced a smile. "I just wanted to see your handsome face before you left for training." As the words left my mouth, I felt the sting of tears threatening to
CameronSitting on the bench frustrated the hell out of me, especially knowing I wasn’t going to play. Coach Nate tried to encourage me because he didn't understand why I had given up."Come on, Cameron," he said, watching me closely. "I've seen you play in training. You were unstoppable when you were younger. You need to conquer this fear and try again.”I shook my head, unwilling to join the others on the field. "Justin’s more than capable. The team is in safe hands." He looked at me, confused. "How long will you let this ‘break’ go on?" I shrugged, not giving a clear answer. "We’ll see," I muttered, avoiding his gaze. The coach sighed and walked away, leaving me to my thoughts. I watched him disappear in the distance. Maybe it was time to give up on my soccer career altogether. I couldn't keep pretending like I could handle this. I was sacrificing my passion for Athena and I knew it was worth it. One day, I’d grow older and weaker, probably lose my hair, and settle into being a
AthenaIt's been seven days. Seven fucking days of being here and shutting myself off from Cameron's life. I missed him like crazy; every moment reminded me of what I'd left behind. I was not hearing his voice or seeing his face—just existing without him. My eyes grew hot, and I felt a heavy, dull pain throughout my body as loneliness crept up on me every morning.Today, it hit me hard when I gasped awake; then I realized I had left the candle burning.“Fuck!”I rushed to blow it out, scolding myself for being careless. I loved the soothing scent it gave off, but the last thing I needed was to burn this place down. I lowered myself to the reading nook and shut my eyes.Memories of Cameron wouldn't stop flooding my mind. His kisses, his warmth, and the way he made love to me felt like a treasure now buried too deep for me to reach again. This was all it would be. Memories. I’d have to carry memories with me for the rest of my life. An overwhelming sadness had become my constant compa
AthenaI genuinely enjoyed T’s company. Her full name was Titan, but she preferred the shorter, sharper nickname. She had another friend, Celia, who was the complete opposite of her—tall like a giant, quiet, and not one to make much noise. They were the only two people I spent time with in this new place, and for the most part, they kept me distracted. Today, we were sitting outside, eating homemade ice cream. Well, they were eating. Mine was melting in my hand as I stared into space, lost in thought again.T waved her hand in front of my face; the metal rings on her fingers catching the light. "Why are you always lost in thought, honey?" she asked, snapping me back to the present. "Every time I look at you, your hand’s on your chin, thinking about God knows what. Look at your ice cream—a fucking puddle. And after I begged you to give it to me!"I blinked, realizing how much it had melted. “Oh, you can have it,” I said, handing it to her.“Hell no!” T scoffed, sucking her teeth. “It’s
Cameron My dad and his new bride were walking down the aisle today. It was a small wedding, really small, with just me, the couple, and my soon-to-be stepsister, Barbara. Despite her obvious crush on me—which I’d been ignoring like the plague, Barbara genuinely liked me. We had a lot in common, especially when it came to sports. She was not only great at soccer but also a terrific gymnast. Even though my life had been moving forward on autopilot, every time I thought of Athena, it felt like a dagger piercing my chest. It hurt me that she kept to her word by staying away from me. It made me feel worthless. I wasn't interested in romance with anyone else for now; how could I when she had stolen my heart and was punishing me, whether intentionally or not? By leaving, she had taken a piece of me with her. I couldn’t stop thinking about her—her scent, her laughter, her presence, her body, the way her eyes rolled back whenever she was having an orgasm…Every action was so vivid in my m
AthenaMy days started like any other; I attended classes, signed up at the orphanage, and went straight to work and care for the children. Most of my day was spent monitoring them, helping with breakfast, and ensuring they were all okay. If I ever wrote a book about moving on after a heartbreak, my first advice would be to stay busy. Keeping yourself occupied didn’t remove the pain but helped dull it. Being around these kids and caring for them made me feel like I had a purpose and I wasn’t just floating through the days.It’s hard to believe it’s been three whole months without Cameron. Three months without seeing Caleb, Mia, and the rest of my family, except for my father, mother, and Stella. This place was far from everyone, so I couldn’t blame them for not visiting, but the loneliness sometimes hit harder than I expected. They planned to see me during Christmas, but that still felt like forever away.In the playroom, one of the little girls was bawling her eyes out. She was abou
Athena It’s been five years. Five years of trying to move on. Okay, maybe that’s an exaggeration, because in some ways, I had moved on. Men tried their best to catch my attention, and it seemed like I was at a point in my life where they came in droves. Maybe it was my new edge—more tattoos, the biker shorts—but I still maintained a touch of the old me, especially with my hair. The tattoos were minimalist, just enough to remind me of the journey I’ve been on.I was doing better than I ever thought I would. My powers had grown, and I had learned to harness them. Everyone wanted me to step fully into my role as a powerful hybrid, but I wasn’t cut out for that kind of attention. I used my powers when needed, especially on bastards who thought they could get away with evil. I was their karma. I didn’t hesitate to end them when the situation called for it.While sitting at my laptop, a notification popped up. It was a message from Caleb, reminding me not to miss my flight. He warned me t