"Eve? Honey, you there?" Persephone's sweet voice interrupted my daydream and brought me back to reality.

"Yea, sorry just another flashback. It's been happening more often lately." I say just a bit embarrassed.

"When did they restart? I thought the poppy juice helped?"

A few years ago my daydreams were to frequent to be normal, so Demeter and Persephone helped me out by virtually drugging me with poppy juice. Poppy juice is usually involved in making the user drowsy, but in my case, it makes me calmer and more relaxed. My visions came when I was stressed, and didn't bug me while under the influence of the poppies. I stopped taking it a few days ago because there are some things I need to remember.

"I...um... sort of...um... stopped taking it." I look at Persephone and hope she wouldn't be mad at me.

"Called it." Hades turned to his wife and smiled. "100 Drachma please."

"Fine. This is what I get for thinking she could do as she was told." Persephone's voice was laced with laughter as well a small twinge of disappointment.

"There I things I need to remember. I can't help it. This is the only was to remember."

"But until you find what you're looking for, you're stuck with things you don't need. Things you don't  want to remember. Things you shouldn't remember." Julian finally spoke up and of course it was to be annoying. His comment suddenly made me really angry

"You act as if I didn't think this through. I did. I know the risks, but I'm willing to take them. You just need to leave yourself out of it." I snap at him. Julian suddenly looks pained and I regret my tone. Hades and Persephone look at me shocked. Never once have I let myself say anything like that. I'm always in control of myself, and I think every thing out before I do it. I hate losing my temper because all it does is hurt people. It's cliché, I know, but I'm a grenade. I will go off one of these days and hurt everyone in my path.

"Eve, honey. No one was judging you. Akakios just wanted to ensure you thought it thorough completely. He didn't mean to upset you." Persephone looks at me like I'm one of her wilting flowers. She's pitying  me.

"I need to go. Sorry we didn't get to talk like you wanted." My voice sounds hollow and monotone. I gather my things and walk out the door, leaving them behind. I walk to the glass doors that lead to the parking lot of my school while ignoring everyone else. I get in my car and drive and drive and drive.