Death to the God Ero

Chapter 1

Whoever had that cruel idea to make gods, can go and die. Probably already dead. But still, death to them. Especially the 'God Of Love' also known as Ero. I should put the blame on myself for not being able to find love. But it's always easier to blame someone else. Right? Especially when they're not real. But who the hell cares? Love is a game of truth, lies, hate and hell. And marriage. And you what else? Divorce. Marriage and Divorce are like two in one. Can't have one, without the other being around the corner, doesn't matter if the distance is small, or large that corner is always creeping by. Everyone knows the god Zeus, right? The 'God of the Sky, lighting, is a cheater. Had basically 5 different wifes and 20 kids'

Don't get me started on Hercules, just as big of a mistake as math is. As much as I hate some gods. The one I wish to be dead, or never even born or thought of Ero. Lyssa, the 'God of anger, rage, frenzy', that god is playing tricks on me, and Ero has to be in on it. Love is always a few steps away and Lyssa steps in, and says "No, no. Not yet a silly pathetic human!". Or maybe it's Oizys the 'God of misery, anxiety, grief, depression and last but not least misfortune. Still all three, Lyssa or Oizys are with Ero playing, testing my human heart, and mind. But whoever the god is, my heart is full of hatred. But things changed. Ero, Lyssa, Oixys, drop their guard, giving me a break. Or testing and tricking me again. I can go on, and on about this. But let the story start. Autumn or October, one of those months or in the mixes of that cooling time of the year. School is starting. My junior year, 11th grade, 3 years. We have a new transfer student, and would you believe it? Her name is Ero. A cruel, beautiful crueling joke. You're probably wondering what she looks like, you're probably picturing her as a blonde, maybe brown? Or dirty blonde. Green or blue eyes? With freckles, maybe pretty nails? Pink nail polish. Curly hair? And a beautiful smile. What if I told you, that's only half right? Brown hair, middle and ends blond. Green eyes that glimmer like a god that lies and makes fake promises, but seem so lovely. A smile like a god. Her hair is a wolf cut. Freckles across her face, her nail beds, you can tell Oizys (God of despair/anxiety/grief) had walked by her, like a black cat, instead I think this god sulks around her prey. Even though I try to avoid and evade her, class scheduling has me in a corner every class with her. Majority of I sit by her, or at the same table with her. Even in Irish class, she was there. She transferred from Ireland, so she is just in the class for a free easy 100. Ero. God of love. Why have you brought this Ero into my life? What suffering do you want from me now? Do you want more nights locked in my bathroom or bedroom crying? Is this just all a test? Or a life of suffering from my past life? If so, what did I do to get this, what crime or wrongdoing did I do to get this? Getting past the new girl and the Gods. I wonder if this is a game, will I win? Or will I lose. Bang

A lunch tray hits the ground, some people look up, first years most likely. The prey and the predator are the same as you would think, two older kids hovering over some 14 year old, as he looks at his tray of food on the disgusting floor. You want to be sad for the first year. A 14 year old walking into a war ground. Everything keeps going the same, the first year yells and says "Hey! That wasn't nice. Why you do that?" "What did I do to you?". The two older boys laughed it up, maybe a few slid comments from them. And no one gets up to save nor help the first year. But, it's different now. "Are you going to just stand there?" Ero said, walking behind the first year. The two older boys pause. Obviously eyeing her up. Probably thinking of her looks, cute, bet she real nice. One of the older boys whistles, cat call. The first year stands up, holding the lunch tray. I remember looking up from the table I was at. Ero was staring at the older boys, not making a move. Finally the boy that cat called her broke the silences between the group. "Look, you got it all wrong, he bumped into us. We're just about to help him.". Ero looks at the first year, he walks away with his food, walking to the trash then to a lunch table. Cat call finally says "I'm Duke" he smiles and without letting her speak goes on. "And this is James, you're the new girl right? You're cute." James faced palm himself, he surprisingly took a step back and walked away. "Ero, and thanks for the compliment. Now, goodbye." Ero said walking away, she was staring at me now, she sat down right in front of me and smiled. Duke grumbled and walked in the direction James went. We talk for a bit, the bell rings, we get up throw trash away and go to our classes. 

End of Chapter 1