Have you ever felt enough pain that you would do anything to forget it? To forget the people who have done you wrong, who have caused you to feel less then the person you are. To be able to finally breath again with no worries or distractions and just to think of yourself and no one else. Some people look to that thru death. That's what Hera wished sometimes.

She wished that sometimes she was human and could shrink away from her duties through death. To be rid of Zeus, forever. Then her pride gets the better of her and tells her to suck it up because the power makes up for the pain she suffers but not even she believes that anymore. Hera wishes she would be indifferent to what Zeus does yet she can't. That's because at one point or another, she loved him; she let him hold her heart. What a fool she was and she regrets it. She regrets letting anyone that close to her. If only she could fade away, and hope for a new tomorrow. She doesn't hope anymore because all it takes is one bit of hope to start to love again.

Zeus treats her like nothing. Just another one of his conquests. Another toy to be played with and dropped once he gets bored of it. Then once he doesn't have anything new or shiny to play with, he returns to the thing he got bored of. Hera could say it doesn't hurt her anymore, although she would be lying again. However, sometimes lies are the closest you get to comfort. The Queen of Olympus glances at the empty throne next to her.

Gone. Again.

She wonders who it was this time. Maybe a nymph. Or a mortal. Or maybe one of the immortals that roam Olympus. He could go fuck a cow and it wouldn't surprise her. Zeus is well, Zeus. People change, Gods do not. Nor well they ever. Maybe if they did, she wouldn't be putting up with this; faking to be a submissive wife with a smile on her face. She wonders if anyone even believes it anymore; the façade that she puts. The ones that don't know her most likely do and the ones that know her like her siblings don't. Though, she knows that her composure is the one thing that keeps Olympus from falling to pieces. That and her ability to run things without her husband.

The present Gods glance up at Hera with worrisome looks. They know that the second their King, brother and father to most walks in, it's going to be an all out war. Most of the Goddesses, which have not slept with Zeus, do not approve of the way he treats his wife. Especially a wife like Hera. They know most of the Gods would kill to get a chance of sleeping with Hera or let alone, having a wife as beautiful as she. With that dark, thick chocolate hair, fair skin, striking emerald eyes and ruby lips, any God would be lucky to have a beauty that rivals Aphrodite. Like Zeus, most of the Gods do not care whom their hurting as long as they get what they wish. But Hephaestus and even Ares do not like to see their mother hurting so much. They would speak out but they both have learned from Hephaestus own mistake on rallying against their father. It gets you thrown off Olympus.

Then finally he walks in with his hair in disarray and a satisfied smile on his lips.

Hera feels livid. To have her own husband come in like the pig he is, flaunting in front of her that he has fucked a whore makes her want to scream until her voice becomes hoarse. She cannot believe that he has the dignity to show up like this. The ichor that runs threw her immortal veins seemed to start boiling and her hands curled into fists. With a deep breath, she decides to speak.

"Where were you, Zeus?" She doesn't need to ask. They know and she knows exactly where he has been.

Zeus' smile disappears as he glances up at his hateful wife that is shaking with anger. Why does she ask, when she knows.

"Out," He replies without explanations as he starts to walk to his throne.

"Why not own up to the fact that you fucking a whore, Zeus? Huh, because we both know that's exactly where you have been!" Hera can't bottle it anymore. She can't bottle the hate for this poor excuse of a God.

"It doesn't matter she will still be worth more than you!" Zeus furiously shouts back.

At his words Hera doesn't falter, even if her heart aches. "Then make her your Queen and a damn Goddess and let me be rid of you!"

"I gladly would but my dear, you don't understand that this is your punishment for being such a vengeful bitch." He doesn't mean it. He doesn't mean any of it, it's just the anger in him that's getting the better of him. However, he doesn't know what his words were about to set off.

"I regret ever marrying you. I'd rather suffer eons of Tartuars then ever spending another day with you. Someone that doesn't love me." Unlike him, she means it. Every bit of it.

The blow came fast and unexpected. There was a collective gaspes from Gods present in the room. Hera held her cheek in her hand as it stung.

"I am done!" Hera yelled. "It's over. I want a divorce from you."

She's bluffing. Zeus thought. Might as well play along.

The others in the room started to whisper about what had just come out of Hera's mouth. A divorce was impossible. She was the Goddess of Marriage. Did she really have the power to do that?

"Fine. I am finished with you as well. Good riddance!" Zeus could never mean those words but for Hera it shattered her heart.

The Queen of the Gods nodded and just slipped thru the door of the throne room. Zeus stared at the place his wife had just been standing in. What had he done? She couldn't leave. He wouldn't let her leave; they had been thru too much, had been together for too long for her just to leave.

To the other Gods, Zeus didn't look upset put the weather condition, beg to differ. Following his wife explain, Zeus walked out with a loud sound of thunder and crackling of lighting. The other Gods were left to speculate what would happen now. Hera couldn't just leave Zeus, she must be bluffing. She had to be.

Hera stood outside the gates of Olympus; she knew what she wanted to do now. She closed her eyes and pictured where she wanted to go; the Underworld. She needed to fine Hecate. When she opened her eyes, she was there. Hera knew her time was ticking before her brother; Hades came looking for the intruder. She could hear Cerberus' barks in the background and his gigantic feet pounding against the floor as she ran.

Maybe she would have made it if she didn't fall in the river Lethe.