Disclaimer: Characters belong to Rick Riordan, Plot is mine
Chapter One: Gone
Percy's POV:
I woke up and reached to my right, expecting to feel her curly blond hair. Instead I felt her pillow.
I shot out of bed and looked around the room. It was ransacked.
The cupboard was wide open, displaying my clothes neatly hung on the hangers, but Annabeth's side had nothing there except a pink, short dress, the one she wore for our 5 year anniversary.
I run out and call, "Teddy? Where's my little man?"
No one replied. I step inside my 3 year old's room. His clothes were gone, his favourite teddy bear that I gave him was gone. No sign of him inhabiting this house in the first place, except for the unmade bed.
I run to the kitchen, wanting some answers. I see a note:
Dear Percy,
I've left. I just couldn't take it. I know you cheated on me, I know when you step inside the door that you've been drinking, trying to forget that Sally's gone.
I wanted to stay but I knew I couldn't when you got drunk last night. Teddy was watching and you didn't even care. That's why I took him too.
Sorry,
Annabeth.
That's when I collapsed and cried a thousand tears.
Hi! This is my first story and I hope you enjoyed it. It won't be as sad as this, don't worry. There'll be flashbacks of happy times and some Percabeth fluff.
Thanks!
