Sober Rhea was a high-class pain in the ass. Today I was expecting her to lift her level of bitch to something epic.
“I should kill you, human,” she groaned, sounding much raspier than usual. “I seriously want to kill you.”
#Ditto #YouBasicBitch
“If you kill me, you’re going to release a few more sins back into the world. You didn’t fare so well with Sickness last time … are you aiming for round two?”
It was a low blow. A lot of people died, and many more had fallen so ill, and it wasn’t Rhea’s fault. She’d sacrificed herself to try to keep it at bay, but still, she’d have failed if it wasn’t for the Titan-who-won’t-be-mentioned-because-he-broke-my-heart-like-the-true-asshole-he-was.
“You need to get over Cronus,” Rhea said. Apparently I’d spewed my hatred out loud. “He was never going to settle for a human. You shouldn’t be surprised by this.”
I pitched a few pillows at her. “Can you even hear the bitch coming out of your mouth? Besides, I'm not human. Half Selene, remember?”
She groaned. “What do you put in your alcohol now? It never used to be this painful waking up.”
It was probably the way it was manufactured these days. Some part of the process didn't work well with their magical makeup. Or she was just #Soft.
“How much longer am I stuck with you?” I pushed, in no mood to deal with her today. We didn’t even get Taco Bell last night because of that fucker Zeus. That alone was a great travesty, especially after I already paid.
#RheaOwesMeTenBucks
“Cronus is making the rules,” she said hoarsely. “Not me. Trust me, I wouldn’t be hanging around scummy humans like you if I had a choice.”
I snorted. “Says the bitch who flashed everyone her thong while sucking down half a keg of beer.” I waved my finger at her. “Scummy gods shouldn’t throw stones.”
She glared. “I have no godly idea what you’re talking about. But I will be taking my shower now. Make us food.”
#Sure #FoodWithPoisonComingRightUp
Then she flounced off into my bathroom like she didn’t have a care in the world.
“I’ve gotta pee,” I shouted as the door slammed shut.
Shit. Fucking gods.
I eyed the sink and not for the first time envied dudes their abilities to pee anywhere. Meanwhile, I just bounced around a bit and hoped like hell Rhea wasn’t going to spend an hour in my bathroom.
I’d already cleaned vomit off the floor. Pee was not going to be the next on that list.
Right?
#FML
Chapter 3
“Maisey,” a deep voice whispered in my ear as someone stroked my neck. I must have fallen asleep again while waiting for Rhea. The shower was still audible in the background.
“Wake up!” It was more of a snap this time, and I swung my head to find a giant leaning over my bedside.
Cronus. My heart felt like it detonated in my chest as I stared up at the most perfect face I’d ever seen. I thought I remembered him clearly. In the last month I’d pictured his face so many times, but seeing him in person … it was fucking overwhelming. There was something about Cronus that was so much more than any other being I’d ever met. An energy. The hard planes of his face. The power that licked across his skin.
#DontCry #NeverFuckingCryOverHimAgain
“We need your help,” he said, not looking directly at me.
His face was cold, expressionless, nothing like the Titan I’d known, who had been warmly amused around me most of the time. If anything, he was reminding me of that first moment he popped out of the portal. I hadn’t been a fan of that version of Cronus, and now that he was back, not to mention how physically close we were, it was actually quite painful.
“You left me,” I whispered, pulling the pillow closer, holding it in my arms so I didn’t reach out and touch him. I mean, nothing about him was inviting my touch, but for some reason my body didn’t care.
He ignored that, his jaw seemingly even tighter than before. “The replacement box did not hold Jealousy,” he bit out, each word husky. “We need the necklace. We need you.”
We… #Ouch #FuckThatHurt
“So that’s all, then?” I sat up, throwing the pillow to the floor. “You’re just back for the necklace? Do you want to cut off my head to get it?”
Fiery blue eyes slammed into me. “Don’t be ridiculous. We both know the necklace doesn’t hold the sins. You do. If I killed you, it would only release them into the world. That’s not the solution.”
The silence was almost deafening after that. I wasn’t sure if I was giving him a few seconds to understand what he’d just said, or if I was too shocked to speak.
“What happened to you?” I snarled, jumping up off the bed and pushing against him. I was sick of him towering over me. “You’re being a fucking asshole.”
#Crap #StillNeedToPee
He didn’t flinch. “I’m doing what must be done so that we all survive. This is the path now, and you will either get on it or I will drag you on.”
Jesus. Who was this man? Tears pricked my eyes at his rudeness.
“What did Jessell tell you?” It must have been really bad for him to go back to asshole Cronus.
He stared at the wall, not meeting my gaze.
Rhea chose that moment to shut the shower off, emerging a few moments later in a cloud of steam and smelling like my shampoo and body wash. Cronus turned her way; he no longer looked like a statue, hard and unyielding. Instead he looked exasperated.
“You had one job, Rhea,” he growled with a shake of his head. “And you were too drunk to even check in with me. What if Zeus got hold of the necklace?”
The necklace. Not me. He no longer cared about me except for the fact I was attached to the conduit for the sins.
Spinning on my heel, I dashed into the bathroom, slamming and locking the door behind
