Cheaters don't lie

PERSEPHONE'S POV

How could they do that to her? Really! Yeah, sure she never really loved Hades but he didn't have to go that far! The scene kept replaying itself in her mind as she stormed through the Underworld, looking for the exit, tears streaming down her pale face.

FLASHBACK

Persephone wandered through the halls of the Underworld, searching for her Lord Hades. She couldn't find him anywhere. Finally, she went to his bedroom and that's when she saw them.

Hades had his arms around Demeter, holding her close, his chin resting on top of her head.

Persephone froze. What was her husband doing with her mother? She hid behind the wall and peeked into the room. Neither Hades nor Demeter noticed her.

"I love you." She heard Demeter say.

"I know you do. And I love you too." Hades replied, lovingly. Persephone had never heard him use that voice, especially not with her. She clutched her throat and waited in suspenseful agony to hear what Demeter would say. Surely her mother was just kidding, right? Right?

Oh, please say you're joking, mother! She begged.

Demeter sighed. "Persephone can't know."

Hades answered, "I know. It pains me to keep secrets from her but it isn't working with her. I could never feel the same about her as I do with you."

"But she is my daughter. I cannot bear to hurt her."

Yeah, well then why are you with my husband? Persephone thought bitterly.

"I love that you are so caring." Hades smiled down at Demeter and…kissed her. On the lips.

Persephone's stomach did a 360 degree flip and she gasped so loud that Demeter pulled slightly away from Hades, allowing his lips to trail down her neck in a pattern of kisses. She looked through heavy lidded eyes at Persephone until she realized who she was. "OH!" Demeter gasped, pulling fully away from Hades.

"What is it, love?" Hades asked, confused. His eyes followed hers and saw Persephone standing right in front of them. He quickly let go of Demeter's waist and blushed. "Persephone…It's not what it looks like!"

"Oh, really? Because it looks like you're cheating on me with my mother, of all people! Why?" she turned to her mother with tears in her eyes. "Why?" she repeated, her voice hoarse.

Demeter took a step towards her with a hand outstretched. "Honey-"

But she didn't get to finish because Persephone screamed, "I HATE YOU!" she whirled around and raced down the hall. Away from the secrets and lies. Away from everything she loved.

END OF FLASHBACK

She realized now, walking quickly passed Elysium, that she should have known. There had been hints, staring her straight in the face. The running off from work to secret meetings. The distant looks, the vague answers. They had all been there, she had just been too blind to see it.

Persephone furiously wiped her face and exited the Underworld (it was springtime). She stomped past the Hollywood sign, and just walked. Then ran. She ran until she couldn't run anymore and collapsed in a patch of flowers. She hadn't even noticed that her feet had taken her to a meadow.

She gently touched the soft petals of a tulip, but as soon as her fingers brushed it, it shriveled up and died. She moaned and fell back onto the soft grass. And she wept. She curled up in a ball, clutching the dead, brown flower in her hand.

That was how she was when Apollo found her.

DUNDUNDUN! R&R!