S a n i t y - {+18}

✧ 𝗆𝗂𝗅𝗄 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗈𝗋𝖾𝗈 ✧

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❁  ᴀ ᴛ ʜ ᴇ ɴ ᴀ  ❁

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         "ATHENA dear, come see all this I bought for you." Athena's mother called her when she passed by her. She sighed seeing the dozen of expensive clothes, shoes and asessories. However she smiled meekly and walked towards her mother.

"These are so pretty." She mumbled. Everything was indeed so beautiful. But she also thought that those would be uncomfortable on her skin. Her mother put her finger under her chin.

"It's so good to see you accept all of this. You are a Garrett and you need to act like one. Trust me you will get used to it eventually." Athena nodded and smiled. Her heart hurt so much.

"Um I-I will be back. The school's going to start from Monday. So I'll just go prepare for it." She explained and stood up quickly. Without hearing her mother's reply she walked outside.

Her perfect hideout was the forest behind their mansion. She took her sketchbook and pencils with her. Her feet carried her far away from her prison. She inhaled the fresh air of nature and let her be free.

She let her tears slide past the barrier of her eyes. Her back was against the tree as she cried softly.

Everyone wants me to act like a Garrett. But what about Athena? What about me?

She rubbed her eyes mercilessly. She took her sketchbook and opened it. Her eyes fell on the first sketch she made. A bitter smile came on her lips as she sniffled. She touched the edges of the sketch.

Her father. . .

She drew her father smiling. It was the time when he was the father who would want to come home early to see the face of her dear daughter. His all tiredness would fade away upon hearing her loud giggles. A single tear fell on the paper. She stared at her signature at the corner end of the paper.

Athena. . .

With the determined look on her face she crossed the signature on every single page. She then signed the one word. Her tears blinded her line of vision but she didn't stop.

Garrett. . .

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♔︎  s ᴀ ɪ ɴ ᴛ  ♔︎

"Where the f*ck are you going? I said-" Saint blocked the annoying voice of Michael and took his helmet and the keys from the table. Without any furthur delay he wore his helmet and started his sexy chick , his motorbike as he liked to call it.

A triump and proud smile decorated his lips as she passed by the blurring trees. Roaming carelessly on his bike was the most loved thing he wanted to do. He decided to explore the forest areas this time.

He stopped the engine when he reached his destination. The leaves and stones crunched under his feet. He inhaled the fresh air deeply and roamed mindlessly until he lost count of the time. He actually felt free and light.

When his legs couldn't carry him more he decided to rest. The wind blew his hair as he closed his eyes. He felt the light crunch of leaves and then heard a sniffle. His eyes shot open.