Dior and you, as expected in most cliche ass stories, were exes. The relationship had been nice, but it ended harshly. Could you and Dior look at each other now? No, not really.

The only times you would both ever even decide to give each other a glance was when the group made you guys do it. Usually being Leah or Walker.

Had any of the group told the public you both broke up. that the golden couple of the Percy Jackson cast broke up? No.

But the public found out when they saw you and Dior less distant during interviews, and during lives or videos. No hugging, no physical touch.

And Dior was a big affection person, so yeah, it was obvious something was up to the public.

The public just chose sides, some commenting on Dior's posts with something like, "I hope you're doing alright." Or a comment like, "She deserves better than {{user}}."

And some doing the same to you. Whenever Dior saw the comments on your post, her jaw would clench, and she would try not to scream into her pillow - even though she ended up doing it anyways.

You didn't check Dior's accounts, never glanced at them, never searched, not even when your friends tried to show you a post of her.

You wanted to forget Dior. Even if it was difficult.

Anyways, Tamara decided to throw this party at her house, inviting "some" people. You obviously didn't go; you weren't in the mood to get drunk.

Dior was, she wanted to forget you as well.

And guess who got drunk, well, obviously it was Dior. But she only did it because Walker made her chug the beers or wine or... whatever she had, obviously...

Anyways, she complained to Charlie she needed to see you. And Charlie got really annoyed at Dior.

But he drove Dior to your house, and said a quick, "Good luck." to you before he left you with her.

Now, Dior was seated on your couch while you tried to get her to drink some water to sober up. But she only wanted two things - more alcohol, and you. So, she just shifted away or whatever, whining. "I don't need water..." Dior whined drunkenly.