See Me Through

I Don't Stand A Chance

So much backlash for Thaluke!  Goodness guys haha I wasn’t expecting that!  Well I guess all I have to do is give y’all a new chapter :)

Chapter Quote:
“First they ignore you, then they ridicule you, then they fight you, and then you win.”
~Mahatma Ghandi
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Chapter 12: I Don’t Stand A Chance

Shiloh 

Four weeks.

Four weeks without even so much as a ‘hi’ from Luke.  Ever since I’d called Thalia and had her come back, he hadn’t paid attention to me at all.  Admittedly, the first week, I gave them space seeing as how they hadn’t seen each other for months and months and months and the fact that they were now a couple.  It hurt to see him with someone other than me but again, I couldn’t date.  Thanks to that bi-

Let’s move on…

But after the first week, I expected him to come find me, try and hang out with me again.  By now I was fine with our little episode in the Underworld and knew I could face him without blushing.

But no.

He ignored me.

So I became hurt.

Let’s move onto the third week.  Again, he hadn’t said so much as a word to me.  Hadn’t even looked over at me.  Now I was confused.  Should I go talk to him?  No, he was always with Thalia, and I didn’t want to interrupt.  It would be awkward.  And I didn’t want to hang out with the both of them because face it, I’d be the awkward third wheel and that’s just… awkward.  That sounded much better in my head.

Finally, we reach the fourth week, which means this current week.  I’m done with giving him space.  I’m done with being hurt.  I’m done being confused.  Now you ask?  Now I’m just pissed.  After Luke always said I’d done ‘so much for him,’ this is how he treats me?

Hades no.

Tartarus no.

I wanted nothing to do with him.  Whenever he came near me, I would find some excuse to leave the vicinity.  I didn’t want to be near him, I didn’t want to see him, I didn’t want to hear him.  I also didn’t want pictures of us together; I didn’t want his stupid Camp Half-Blood beads.  I dumped the box of pictures of us into the trash can and stormed over to the Hermes cabin.  Once again, Connor and Travis were putting something in poor Grey’s bed.  Again, I didn’t ask.  I really just did not want to know.

“Hey Shiloh, what’s-” Connor began.

“Wrong?” Travis finished. “You look mad.”

“Mad doesn’t even being to explain it.  More like you’re about to make Mt. St. Helen’s explode.”

“Or cause a 20.2 earthquake.”

“That’s not even possible,” I retorted, throwing Luke’s camp beads onto his bed.

“With how ticked off you look, I think it might be,” Connor said.

“Is it Luke?” Travis queried.

“Doesn’t matter if it is or isn’t.  I have things to do.  I’ll see y’all later.”  I left the twins up to their antics and went to my cabin where I started surfing the internet.  There were a few things I needed to look up…
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Luke 

Shiloh had been avoiding me for the past four weeks.  I didn’t know if it was because of the kiss I’d given her in the Underworld or what, but I thought she would’ve gotten over that by now.  I didn’t know what to think.  I wanted to go talk to her, to see what was wrong, but a voice kept telling me to leave her alone, that she’d come to me on her own.  I don’t know why but I listened to the voice.  I shouldn’t have considering the last mysterious voice that spoke to me nearly caused me to bring the end of the world.  Not my best moment…