Hello again, it's Lilliana here! Welcome back to Eckheart! Luckily for you, my beloved viewers, I haven't been a week late today! It's just a day late but we don't need to be so detailed about that . . . đđ. As your writer, I proudly present the latest chapter of 'The Name Alethea': 'Aunt May'!
Presenting The Name Alethea
Chapter 3
Aunt May
"âIâll watch over him even if you didnât ask me to, Auntâ
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1988, Westpoint Connecticut, US
âWoaaaahhhhhh, the lake is so pretty today!â, 5-year-old Y/N squealed, holding tightly onto her woven hat as the wind attempted to push it off her blowing, gorgeous locks.
âIt is, isnât it?â, Y/Nâs mother beamed, âCâmon now, you old manâ, she jested at her husband.
âHurry Father! Aunt May is waiting!â, Y/n ordered, turning around on her heel and shaking her finger at him, her face frowning in disapproval.
âHold on, Y/Nâ, your father chuckled, âIâm still trying to learn how to use this cameraâ, he reasoned. âWe wouldnât want your mother to look off in the photos for our date tonightâ.
The flattery reached her mother who gushed and held her hands to her chest. Y/Nâs face contorted into one of disgust, two can play that game.
âThatâs not true!â, Y/N smiled innocently towards her mother, âMother will look pretty no matter what!â
Your mother teared up and kneeled at your feet, hugging you tightly, âThatâs so sweet of you, Y/N! Our little girl is such an angel!â
Your father mock-scowled at you before picking up and twirling you around. You squealed, laughing.
âAlright, alright. You win, Y/Nâ.
You laughed evilly behind his back. I win, mwahahahaha! Y/N will always be the winner!
Your family stopped in front of the bright red doors, the new white house shining, almost begging them to enter. The oh-so-familiar doorbell rang and you rocked back and forth on your heels expectedly.
The doors opened and your face exploded into a wide beam, âGOLDEN BOY!â, you screamed.
Luke came running out and jumped his small, scrawny body on yours, âALETHEA!â
Your father sighed, âLuke really is a lot like his mother. Where did you two even get that name?â
Aunt May giggled at the two of them, âOh the both of you are so cute! Come in, come in!â, she beckoned at them, âAnd mind you, but Alethea is a lovely name that means truthâ, she jokingly scrunched up her nose at your father.
âThereâs a reason why we didnât name her honesty, Mayâ, your mother laughed, âOur Y/N may be an angel but sheâs not always the most truthfulâ.
You let go of Luke and slowly turned to your mother, eyes pearled with tears, âI-is Y/N not a good girl?â
Your mother smiled softy, âY/N is the greatest girl in our lives. You're our little princess. Sometimes itâs good to not always tell the truth tooâ.
Y/N thought this over, Does that mean I can . . . lie?
You stared up at your mother and she winked at you. Your face lit up and hundreds of ideas popped into your head.
âJust as long as you donât hurt anyoneâ, she warned. Your hope deflated and you pouted, humph! No fair!
âDonât worry, Y/Nâ, Luke smiled kindly, âYou donât have to lie! Y/N is too kind to have to lieâ.
Golden Boy's shiny aura was glittering again. Through scrunched eyes, you patted his head, âAww, your too adorable Luke!â
Luke scowled, âIâm not adorable. Luke will be a big boy soon!â
âYes, yesâ, May nodded excitedly, âOur little Luke will be going to day care this year! Itâs a shame he had to start when our Y/N had to leaveâ
Your mother sighed sadly, âAt least theyâll see each other once Luke starts Primaryâ.
âBig kid school!â, Y/N said, lifting her hands up to the sky.
âAww, I want to come with Y/N!â, Luke whined.
âAre you big enough for that, little man?â, Your father asked him.
Luke nodded enthusiastically and everyone laughed, much to his dismay.
Y/N took his hand and whispered in his ear, âDonât worry Gold Boy. Youâll grow up in no time. And when you can go to my school, Iâll show you where I hide my secret stash of cookiesâ.
Lukeâs eyes twinkled, âReally?â
âReally.â, You promised.
Soon after, Aunt May chased the two out for their date and put 3-year-old Luke to bed.
âHeâs still a babyâ, she whispered to Y/N who pouted at her sleeping best friend.
âY/N feels lonely nowâ, she crossed her arms and frowned.
âNow, now, Y/N. Aunt May wants to have a little chat with youâ.
Your skin pricked and you slowly turned around to face her, âC-chat?â
âYesâ, she cupped her hot cup of tea, âIâve always known you were special, Aletheaâ, she smiled at you.
You cocked your head, âSpecial?â. Well of course Y/N is special! Y/N is Y/N!
âVery specialâ, Aunt May continued, âI knew since last Wednesday when Luke and I went on an outing with your family and you noticed all the centaurs and nymphs and mythical creatures around the town square. You paused and pointed them out to my Luke, whose mythical eyes havenât been powered yetâ.
You stared up at her, âWhat does that mean?â
âIt means that all the odd-looking creatures youâve seen . . . are real, Y/Nâ.
You gasped, âSo can Aunt May see the funny animals too?! Has Aunt May seen the cyclops and mermaids and pegasi too?! Thatâs amazing! I always knew Y/N was right! Aunt May is so cool!â
Aunt May chuckled, âIt might seem like that at first but being a clear-sighted mortal is scary too. So you must always be on guard and keep this a secretâ, she turned serious.
âWhat? Why? The little animals are always so nice to me!â, You smiled.
Your aunt stared back at you with serious eyes, âNot all of them are kind, Y/N. Some might even want to kill you. If you tell anyone else while growing up, theyâll think youâre crazy. Keep this a secret for others and yourselfâ.
Y/N nodded slowly, âYes, Aunt Mayâ.
Silence hung over the two of you before you could bring yourself to ask the question.
âBut can I still tell Golden Boy, Aunt?â, you asked, eyes brimming with hopeful tears.
Your aunt sighed in relief of your understanding and cuddled you close, âOf course, you can! Luke is a demigod, which means heâll be able to see what you can see in a few more yearsâ.
You didnât know what some of those words meant but you smiled brightly, âYay! Luke will be Y/Nâs secret keeper! And since whoever knows about monsters might get killed, Y/N will get stronger to protect Luke!â
Aunt Mayâs face lit up in happiness, âCan you promise me that, Y/N?â
You saluted, âY/N Miller, at your service, Aunt May!â
She clapped happily, âThatâs perfect then! Iâll have you meet my husband and he can train you to become a heroine, Alethea! How does that sound?!â
Y/N paused. Husband? Aunt Mayâs husband hasnât been here every time I visit. I havenât met mr.Miller yet . . . but Iâm excited.
âOkay!â, you cheered, âY/N will be Lukeâs knight in shining armour! Y/N will be like an Amazon!â.
âYes, like an Amazonâ, Aunt May smiled, wiping the tears from the corners of her eyes, âGrow up quickly, Y/N and grow up stronger. Iâll have to trust you with my precious Luke, okay? Even if one day, things donât go out the way I wanted, I want you to watch over himâ.
Once again, Y/N didnât understand most of what Aunt May was saying but she nodded determinedly anyways.
âIâm Golden Boyâs one and only big sister. Iâll watch over him even if you didnât ask me to, Auntâ.
âThank you, Y/Nâ, she sobbed, âMy dearest Alethea. Thank you so muchâ.
You watched as the tears fell from her eyes and wondered what could have made her so emotional.
It wasnât until years later that you understood her pain . . . and the promise you made to the boy you were eternally tied to.
Whatever it is, I'll still be Luke's guardian. No matter what happens, I'll do my best to protect him!
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