A/N: Fair warning, major feels and heart wrenching sympathy for the office cinnamon roll *sniff*. Anyway, I'm on holiday and caught up on my scrivenings, so here you all go: the efforts of my struggles.

Hi.

On with the chapter... ;-;

[Fear's POV]

The moment I stepped into my room, I gingerly pulled out the squares, staring at them in sadness. It's been a while since I had to eat it, and if I want to keep my family safe and out of the process, this will help me eat normally.

Ambrosia.

The food of immortals, the only thing that I can actually digest while I'm like this...

I placed it in my mouth and chewed it slowly, swallowing it. I held back my tears, knowing what it meant when it did not feel like it was burning a path down my throat, but rather as if it was soothing the pain. I bit my lip, wincing at the truth.

Well, I just officially lost my hhumanity. What little I had, at any rate

"Eat."

"No."

"Nicholas, you will finish that plate this instant."

I glared at my mother while I fought with myself on the inside. I know that she was worried, but to even try to shove that down my throat...

I do not want to throw up again.

I closed my eyes, knowing exactly what I need to do to get out of this. I opened my eyes and pretended to be angry with her.

"You don't have to tell me what to do all the time," I said harshly, wincing internally when she jumped back. I always went out of my way to avoid shouting at anyone. I stood up abruptly, storming away before I had to do anything else.

The moment I closed the door, I leaned against it, sinking to the floor. I brought my knees to my chest and sighed.

I need to talk to Time, pronto.

I huffed as I got out of the car the next day. Mom (snicker) was gonna be so mad at me when she sees my lunch on the table. I had already eaten the minimum of one ambrosia square before going to school, seeing as I have to at least eat one a day to so much as resemble normal right now.

At least I only looked like I had some severe insomnia, and not like the monster under the bed.

I glared at Time when she hid her smirk behind her hand, her two friends trying to figure out why she was laughing.

"Rough night?" Time snickered behind her hand.
"As rough as bark," I groaned, knowing exactly what she meant.

One time I had gotten terribly sick (the problems of being immortal in a mortal body) and, well...

I looked like the circus used me as a road, complete with a march on the spot. It was not funny in the slightest. I could barely even sleep with the amount of sneezes I was doing, so I had only gotten two hours of sleep.

I was not a happy camper.

Jee snickered at me while Healie shook her head and tried to help me sort my hair out, before giving up and collapsing dramatically next to me. We all started giggling at her, before we all just started laughing, Healie included.

I love Time's friends.

I wait quietly outside the school as Time was busy with her friends, before she rushed down the stairs to walk alongside me, a few strands of her golden-brown hair covering one of her eyes. With a sigh, I moved it away and we both tackled the one thing I wished that I could avoid.

I hate you, Fate. When I get back to the office, I'm so going to get you back for this.

"I got good news and terrible news," I start, making Time look at me with a raised eyebrow.
"Terrible news first," Time said, using her no-nonsense tone.
"Well," I kicked one of the loose pebbles on the sidewalk, dodging her eyes."I hit Phase three, and-"
"What?" Time looked at me so fast I half-imagined her neck making a whipping noise.

Darn you, Television.

"Well," Don't look at her. Don't look at her. I lift my head and make eye contact with her. Dammit!

"Contacts?" she asked me, her eyes raised.
"Yep," I nodded."And imagine how I'm going to explain to my mom why I'm so pale without being sick."

She started laughing, making me pout before I followed suit.

//A/N: For those of you wondering why I didn't update for so long...

I forgot.

Bear in mind that I also have scrivenings and school and you can just imagine Fear's face when I said that.

(Fear, get that sad puppy look off your face. And you wonder why no one believes you when you say you're Fear)

I'll just be going...

Denograde out ;)

(Are you finished yet?)

(FEAR GET OUT OF MY OFFICE)