Without You
She's gone. For once, the inseparable girl is actually gone. Just like that, as quick as the eye, her consciousness slipped passed her bearings; completely out of reach. It fell away into the abyss. Gone. Passed the River Styx, through the gates of the Underworld, and made its venture into the reaches of Elysium. I can still perceive her voice, crying in agony as the knife pierced her skin. The son of Nemesis, looming over her with the deadly knife brandished in his traitorous hands. My only weak point, saved by her body, intercepting what was meant to be the bane of my being.
As I reminisce our last conversation together, I can't help but feel a pang in my heart. And a regret in my mind of not saying the words I needed to before she left me...
Silena was trying to help the demigod cause and we agreed to let her convince the Ares cabin to fight.
"All right," I told her.
"I can't think of anybody else better to try."
Silena threw her arms around me. Then she pushed back awkwardly, glancing at Annabeth.
"Um, sorry. Thank you Percy! I won't let you down!" Once she was gone, I knelt next to Annabeth and felt her forehead. She was still burning up.
"You're cute when you're worried" she muttered.
"Your eyebrows get all scrunched together." I looked into her eyes when she lulled out those words. Her intelligent grey orbs were starting to fade away to another place besides the present. I knew she was losing it but, I couldn't accept the fact that she actually was. I gaze down at her shaking hands and deftly grab hold of one. She takes a look at me and gently smiles.
"A- Annabeth?" I ask. She looks at me with questioning eyes and cocks her head slightly to the side.
"Hmm?" She decides to answer with.
"Why did you take the knife?" My voice croaks out uneasily.
"Because, well, I knew you would've done the same for me... Percy" her eyes were closing, her body went limp and right when she was about to lose it, she muttered a string of simple words.
"Don't forget about me." She was done. Those final lingering words were pretty much the only thing remaining of her besides her pale, languid figure.
"No. No. She can't. There's no way!" I frantically look around, hands raising as I begin so rise to my feet.
"Anyone! Anyone please! Save her!" The shock continues to ride in pulses throughout my body and once it overcomes, I drop to my knees.
After this, everything becomes a blur. People rush in, they check Annabeth. There is crying, moping, and loss of morale throughout the army of Demigods. All is loss they say. Percy is pretty much dead they say. The Great War is over. And sadly, they were right. And sadly, I never even got to say that I loved her...
The final words she omitted would stay with me for years to come. That clear reminiscence would stick with me forever. Oh the irony, for the remembrance was anything but clean; begrimed, disarrayed, fouled would be better words to describe it. Just like my feelings for the world I live in.
The Gods and the Fates have done many cruel things. They've brung pain, sorrow, and death to the world. But, sometimes that can be a good thing. For things were meant to be. And without those, I would have never figured out I can't live without her. She's my one and only love, my sunshine on a cloudy day. But now, added to the list, she's just another loved one taken away from me.
Looking over the impending sunset coming over the beach of Long Island a tear escapes my eyes. It rolls down my scarred cheek. My feet dig into the sand and my sadness deepens even further if possible. And I knew that the only person that can stop the sadness has escaped and went to another place. My wise girl. "Annabeth…"