You've failed. You're worthless. You're a coward. The voice inside my head told me. I tried shaking my head, but it didn't help to clear my thoughts at all. "Why?" No one else would ever be in the bathroom at two in the morning, so I spoke aloud. No one was even here anymore and even If someone did walk in, well they would have a lot more to worry about then me talking to myself.
I relished in the pain as I sliced the blade again. I was bleeding out the thoughts. Somehow, the pain made it all better. For her. I thought every time I cut a new line. Annabeth. I could still feel the pressure of her hand against mine. I could still hear her screams as she died. You couldn't even protect her. How can you call yourself a hero? I shrank to sit on the tiled fall, tears falling down my face. "Annabeth…" I cried out in a small voice. Once the tears started, there was no way I could stop them. "I failed." I cut even deeper that time. Why did I deserve to live? It was just the Fates mocking me again. Oh, you lived through saving the world from titans and giants, but you lose the love of your life to a creepy gargantuan spider. Plus, it's not your time to die, so you get to live the rest of your life suffering and thinking of what could've been.
I backed up to the wall of the bathroom, spreading my blood along as I did so. It wasn't showing on the black tee-shirt I was wearing nor the dark jeans. Sadly, it had gotten on my black hoodie. Who cared? Annabeth was gone. Nothing mattered anymore. Everyone else went off to live together in peace. I was the only one who was left in Camp Half-Blood. No one cared about Percy Jackson. All they cared about was themselves. They were selfish. Just do it. Show the Fates they can't control everything. Show them all what has become of their infamous hero. Be with Annabeth again. Those last words sounded so appealing. I could be with her again. Just one small act, and we could be together again. It would be like nothing had ever happened. Well, we would both be in Elysium, but that's pretty much it. I've practically been guaranteed Elysium, the only thing I could even look forward to. Saving the world and the gods twice, would pretty much do that for you. That's pretty much all I thought about anymore. I could only think of the day I would die. Annabeth had said she'd wait for me. I could only hope that was true.
I uncapped Riptide, the only thing that had been there from the beginning, and the only thing to stay until the end.
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Author's Note: Hey guys, I really missed writing Percabeth sad one shots so hear you go. I'm really sorry if it's total crap. I haven't written much like this in a little over a year. I hopefully will be posting much more. I've started Real (A One Direction AU Fanfiction) and it's gotten good reviews so far. SO thanks for reading. Love you all! xoxo