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Fantasy Son's and Daughters of Olympus

'' And you just come in here! and act like it's your house. Yes of course. And to add up, you come at the wrong moment when i have no idea why my GIRLFRIEND is giving me attitude!'' Demetri said rising his voice for Abby to hear it.
 
Freya giggled. "Not what I said. I just said I preferred her. She's cuter and she doesn't sass me," she teased him, getting to her feet slowly.


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Abby came out of her room, humming along to the jazz music as she drank the remains of her teacup wine. "Hey! What are you doing in my house?" she asked. "Demetri, if you're gonna fuck her at least take her back to yours. I don't need to see that," she said wrinkling her nose in distaste. She picked up the bottle of wine and moved over to the DVD rack. She picked out a random Sci-Fi movie of Freya's and moved slowly back to her room.
 
"Mhm...still as feisty as ever Deme," Eva said, a wide smirk crossing her face as she looked him up and down. The only reason why she started drinking at that moment was because her confidence was fading and she needed a boost, but it seemed as though it was going more to her head than she thought. She thought of how he would look without his shirt on, his toned muscles and rock hard abs. His defined chest arm muscles. She glanced over at Abby and smirked silently as she looked back to Demetri. "I thought you'd wanna at least catch up first," she said simply. In all honesty, she was starting to forget why she went there. "Oh and Abby, seems as though Mr. Hotstuff over here was getting a bit affectionate with some other chick," she managed to say before she forgot. Well now that that's over...
 
Demetri gasped, '' Where the fuck did that come from? DO I look like I wanna fuck eva out of anyone??'' he shouted for her to come back. He hated where all of this was going and didn't where it all came from anyways. He grabbed Abby's hand before she could reach her room
 
"I already know, but thanks," Abby called over her shoulder to Eva. As she went to open the door to her bedroom Demetri grabbed her hand and Abby raised an eyebrow. "Oh so now you want to touch me. How interesting," she said in an overly sweet voice. "Well guess what Glykia, maybe I'm not in the mood to touch you right now," she said, taking her hand back as she turned to walk into her room. She inserted the DVD and hopped onto the bed, stripping down to her underwear as she waited for the movie to begin. She began to drink from her teacup again, sipping the thin liquid.
 
"Actually you do look like you wanna fuck me...again," Eva inserted, deciding she wanted to get in the middle of this. Her mind still on his shirtless image, she smirked and poured another glass of vodka.
 
Demetri gasped as she through that to his girlfriends face with no remorse. '' Like seriously! Do you fucking it's time to bring that kind of shit! Are you fucking stupid or something!'' He shouted at Eva getting angrier and angrier. He was very imposing standing at 6,4 with his face red with frustration.
 
Abby threw the now empty bottle at a blank wall and felt an odd satisfaction as it shattered. She quickly threw on a large shirt that fell down to her mid-thighs and shut Eva and Demetri out of her room. She didn't want to head anymore. She slid down the door, her eyes closed, as she pulled her knees to her chest and wrapped her arms around her legs. She knew he'd slept with other women before, but she'd just never expected to have to have one of them in her house. If he was attempting to make her jealous then it was working, but she could already feel herself shutting down. Maybe she wasn't good enough for Demetri... sure it was something that she'd considered in the past but he'd always made her feel so loved and worshiped that she'd begun to hope that she could be.
 
Eva's 5'3 frame was shadowed by his lean figure. She felt a slight twinge of remorse but it vanished as soon as it had appeared. "And you still manage to look a hundred times sexier when your angry...if that's even possible," she said softly but with a small smile. This was perfect. She giggled as she played with the hem of her shorts, them coming up to her upper thigh. She slowly rocked back and forth on her feet, her skintight shirt unmoving.
 
Demetri honestly felt like crap seeing all of this. He saw the bottle shatter and her just shutting the door. He fucking felt like shit and simply punched the door making a whole in it. He could feel the blood trickle down. He had tendency to get violent when he got mad. His arm was all bloody because of the wood that stabbed his arm . It wouldn't heal as long as it was there. '' Eva... Just.. Just stop. '' he said not wanting to do something he would regret.
 
"Stop...stop what?? Stop telling the truth?" Eva asked rhetorically before downing her other drink. She finally got the courage to be logical. "Walk with me?" she asked more than stated, looking up at him with pleading eyes, though she was still severely buzzed but not hammered.
 
Abby whimpered as the door shattered above her head and she quickly dialed her phone with shaky hands. She dropped it, as Freya's voice echoed through the phone.


"Abby what's going on?" she asked, handing Cora over to Hunter. When Freya heard her sister whimper, her entire face drained. She hung up and turned to Hunter, speaking quickly. "I'll talk to you later, I have to go," she said as she ran out the door and threw open the door to her cabin. She saw Eva and Demetri and glared at the pair. "What did you do?!" she shouted, her back straightening as her whip uncoiled reflexively.
 
I didn't do anything g you ungrateful whore," Eva spat instinctively. "She's the one that can't handle the fucking truth so she gets out of it by fucking...sounds similar to someone else I know...," she said as she shot a knowing glance to Freya before calming down and looking back at Demetri. "Please Deme," she said softly, hoping he would.
 
Hunter didn't expect it but didn't argue more and took his daughter. ' Okk, see ya...'' he said almost in a whisper since she left before responding....


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Demetri just looked at the now sister, '' Oh wow! OH MY FUCKING GOD! WHY THE FUCK IS EVERYONE AGAINST ME HERE! WHAT THE LIVING FUCK DID I DO FOR THIS SHIT!'' he shouted kicking a chair that bothered him in front of him. '' No! No! I'm not gonna go walk with you Eva! Why do you even ask such a fucking dumb ass question after this hell of an hour?'' he asked frustrated
 
"Because I want to talk to you in private," Eva said truthfully. Her voice was small before she forced herself to speak up. "Not everyone blames you," she said quietly but louder than before.
 
Freya growled but stayed quiet, waiting for Demetri to throw her out. She longed to open the door and check on Abby but she wouldn't until at least Eva was gone.


Meanwhile, Abby had shifted into the small child that she'd been in her first memory of violence. Seven years old, she had two blonde pigtails and large blue eyes. She had one of the larger pieces of broken wine bottle in her hand and she was sitting hidden from view, behind her bed.
 
'' Oh wow.. You know Eva... You just fucked up my whole day so no im not gonna go Walk with you for what's so ever reason. If you got anything to tell just say it now and leave.'' Demetri stated losing patience. 
'' And Freya... How the hell did you end up here?'' He asked getting tired of all of this. 
He had completely forgotten that his hand was dripping blood all over the floor and pieces of wood were stuck in his skin.
 
Freya edged over to Abby's bedroom door slowly, her whip shimmering blue as electricity ran down it's length. Her wings were throbbing, bandaged up and she hated not being able to shift. 
"Abby called me," she said eyeing him carefully. She'd noticed the hole in her sister's door and the blood running down his arm and she could easily guess what had happened.
 
Demetri frowned quite surprised but not that much since it was her sister. He wasn't as mad but his voice still indicated otherwise and there was sign of him losing it soo . His voice craking by the previous screams, he clenched his fist and leaned on the door frame. " Abby," he said his voice a bit rought and sounding sick, " Come out goddammit." He said a bit desperate to clear this shit up.


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"I wouldn't try that Demetri," she said warily as she grabbed Eva with all her force and physically threw her out of the cabin, ignoring her protests. She shut the door and locked it. Turning back to Demetri she placed a hand on his shoulder. "She didn't call me because of Eva, even if it was satisfying to kick her out. She called me because she was afraid," she whispered calmly.
 
'' Afraid of what again now?'' Demetri asked rolling his eyes. He wasn't someone who supported Drama long enough and wasn't really the considerate type of person. but he put some effort for Abby. He placed his head on the door and his bloody hand through the hole, '' Can you come... Please.'' he asked
 
'' What the hell? '' Demetri asked with croaky and half lost voice. ''Since when?'' he asked relaxing a bit. Just this information shattered him. Why would his love be scared of him of all people? He never touched her hit or anything. It was like a blow to his heart.
 
"Well I'm presuming since you did this to her door," she said gesturing to the hole. Moving her hand to the door handle, she twisted it slowly. "Stay near the door," she told him with a raised eyebrow. Pushing it open she stepped over the shards of glass on the floor and around the bed to where a seven year old Abby was hidden. "Abz it's ok," she said softly. "I'll always protect you," she whispered and Abby dropped the glass and ran into her sisters arms. Freya pressed a hand to her hair and wrapped her other arm around her shoulders. "You need to talk to him," Freya whispered, glancing to Demetri.
 
Demetri was at the door looking at them with frowned eyebrows. He swallowed hard not believing what he saw. He had no idea she would react like that or simply be scared of him of all people. She was the last person he wanted her to be scared of him. He stepped forward making the glass crack under his shoes, '' Abby,'' he said softly with his crap voice.
 

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