Disclaimer: I do not own Percy Jackson. All rights go to Rick Riordan.

I Need You

I feel positively numb.

Tears keep falling, trickling delicately down my cheeks and making a small puddle in the palm of my shaking hands.

I just cannot hold it in. Chiron and the other campers have told me to calm down and take it easy. They have no idea how impossible the very idea of actually ignoring his absence is.

Perseus Jackson, where in Tartarus are you?

I look up, my grey eyes colliding with the vibrant sea green hue of the body of water before me. It reminds me of his luscious eyes, so full of life. I miss him. I really do. And that is something I can never say out loud.

My hair gets tangled in the wind, my fingers curl tightly around my knife, my feet feels the soft sand, my ears catch the joyous sounds of campers far up and the chirping of birds around me, but my mind-

My mind is adventuring a whole other dimension. A dimension full of green eyed sons of the Sea God. For the first time in my life, the gears in my brain just scratch together like they're full of rust.

I can think of nothing else but him.

Just admit it, Annabeth. Admit the truth.

Admit that you are not as independent as you thought you were. Admit that even if you are, you knew you were going to need someone someday.

Admit that you have shunned him out all this time. Admit the intensity of that guilt you feel in the pits of your heart right now, knowing all you've ever done to repay his care was turn down all he wanted to do for you.

Admit that the last time you saw him was when you made the biggest mistake of your whole damn life. You left him. You left him, Annabeth.

You're a horrible person. You deserve Tartarus.

Tears were falling ten times faster down my cheeks. I'm pretty sure I look like crap. I know I feel like crap.

What with my throats burning, my nose burning and my eyes stinging- that empty feeling in my stomach, knowing I haven't eaten that much and the stiffness of my muscles from sleeping issues.

I close my eyes for a few seconds and again, I wonder.

What if I hadn't left him?

What if I was the one who told him to leave?

What if he didn't want to come back?

What if he's- gone?

What if I'll never see him again?

What if I'll never get to tell him how I feel about him?

When I open my eyes again, I can see the sun in the horizon, shining majestically, ready to set and rise for the other side of the world.

Pretty soon, the skies turn into a billion shades if orange and red.

It is truly beautiful.

"Oh Gods, Percy." I croak out with what was left of my voice. I wiped away all my tears and just looked ahead to the sea.

I need to tell myself the truth. There is no other way to get rid of this horrible pain in my chest. Even when I know it's not right. Even when I know this is what I've been feeling for the boy who was destined to die.

I think I love you.

No, I know I love you.

I love you, Percy. I love you, I love you, I love you.

And I need you.

I need you so bad. Enough independence.

"Please, just come back." I whisper as the sun is swallowed by the ocean.

A/N: Just a short one- shot… Please, review and tell me what you think of it!