Fathers of Athena Konstantinos (Completed)

DNA Test

Athena's Pov

I placed the vase on the dresser facing my bed so I could see them as much as possible. 

Fearing they might die soon, I spray them with some water. I want them to stay with me as long as possible. I want to keep remembering what happened today. 

I want to keep cherishing what Tristan gave me. 

I had never thought I could be so crazy about someone. Before him I never knew what true feelings were. It just hits different when you sleep with someone who loves you. Not someone who pretended to care just to find their way into your pants. 

For the first time in sex, I felt loved. 

I felt like I was giving myself to someone who I wanted to. I had no fucking doubts. I didn't once want to back away. I was sure of my decision. 

I still couldn't believe this had actually happened. My dear sweet little best friend wasn't a virgin anymore. And I was to be credited for that. 

He gave me what he saved for me. 

I love how Tristan always comes as a hope in my life. No matter how troubled I am, he’s always there to stable me.  

As I gaze at the flowers like a stupid girl madly in love, my eyes fall on the mirror above it. For a moment I just froze. I kept looking at myself. 

A thought crossed my mind and I forced my lips wide into a smile. But it looked fake. 

Could everyone else also see I wasn't really happy? Could they see I didn't have a part of me anymore? Could they know I was faking being okay all this time? Was it so hard to know I didn't like the way things were. I wanted what I had lost.

I tired again but my lips formed a line in disappointment. No matter what I do this fucking smile refuses to come from my heart. It's always the mind controlling it.  

That same fucker destroyed my peace. If I hadn't gotten so riled up and deliberately cut off all ties with them then this wouldn't have happened. I would’ve still had them. 

Standing up for my boyfriend was necessary. I couldn't allow my family to disrespect him. 

But I just wish I hadn't taken it too far. I wish I had just given them a reality check but didn't insist on picking one of the two options. 

I sighed and slumped down on my bed. The thought of them letting me go scared me. If they found it to be a better option, I don't know what I would do. 

I pressed my eyes tightly shut. I thought I wanted to go, I thought I wanted the DNA test but I'm scared I've taken away the little happiness I had. 

Everything was going fine. They liked me now, they truly cared for me. I didn't have to fuck it all up. 

I could still go to them and make everything right again. They've been trying their best to talk to me since our fight, they won't refuse to have me back. But a part of me stopped me from backing down so easily. 

It hurts me how I never get what I want. And this time I wanted to stand up for myself. I don't want to cave into their words. 

I give two shits about my demand but I want it to be fulfilled so I know their love isn't limited to what they think is right for me. 

A knock sounded at the door. My head snaps to the clock. It was 12 o’ clock. Grandpa was here with the cake. It's always been our tradition. 

But this time I knew there would be three more men with him. And I would be lying if I said I don't want them here. I expect them to be standing outside my door at midnight even if I won't appreciate their effort. I want them to celebrate my birthday.