So I was getting lazy because of the cold weather here in the Philippines, so I decided to write a songfic of Payphone by Maroon 5.
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A Percy Jackson Songfic
Payphone by Maroon 5
Luke did love Annabeth. He just had an odd way of showing it.
I'm on a payphone trying to call home
All of my change I spent on you
Where have the times gone, baby it's all wrong
Where are the plans we made for two
He had assumed long ago that Annabeth saw him only as the big brother she never had. But Luke was undecided whether she did love him ever since he fell into that pit.
Yeah, I, I know it's hard to remember
The people we used to be
It's even harder to picture
That you're not here next to me
You say it's too late to make it
But is it too late to try?
And in that time that we wasted
All of our bridges burned down
Annabeth deserved somebody better than a traitor like him. He had broken their promise, cut off every possible means of communication between them. He didn't know what he should do.
I've wasted my nights
You turned out the lights
Now I'm paralyzed
Still stuck in that time
When we called it love
But even the sun sets in paradise
It was her choice: to join him and help him defeat the gods or fight for a lost cause. He tried convincing her. But she wouldn't listen.
Annabeth chose that Jackson kid. How could she choose a wimp like him over the one who knew her better than anyone?
I'm on a payphone trying to call home
All of my change I spent on you
Where have the times gone, baby it's all wrong
Where are the plans we made for two?
Yes, he might have chosen to break his promise and oppose Annabeth's true home, but Luke did it all for the three of them. Thalia and Annabeth. Both of them still together, but suffering because of his betrayal?
Why can't she see how much he's suffering for her?
If happy ever after did exist
I would still be holding you like this
All those fairy tales are full of it
One more stupid love song I'll be sick
Now he's in the Fields of Punishment, getting his soul tortured for his ways.
She lied.
She said that he'd go to Elysium. And her sweet words were enough for him.
But it has all been wrong. It didn't go as he had expected. He hated false hopes.
You turned your back on tomorrow
'Cause you forgot yesterday
I gave you my love to borrow
But you just gave it away
You can't expect me to be fine
I don't expect you to care
I know I've said this before but
All of our bridges burned down
Hades had taken pity and let him see his one and only love.
But instead of grieving, her face was happy and contented.
And worse, she was sitting at the Poseidon table, talking with his nemesis. Perseus Jackson.
He wanted to avert his eyes, to turn away. But her beauty was so captivating. And this was his last chance to see her so happy.
Annabeth wiped a bit of what looked like blue icing from Jackson's cheek.
His eyes burned.
She wrapped her arms around his nack and kissed him softly.
How could she?!
He was undecided. He didn't know if he should be happy for her, or loath the couple forever.
I've wasted my nights
You turned out the lights
Now I'm paralyzed
Still stuck in that time
When we called it love
But even the sun sets in paradise
I'm on a payphone trying to call home
All of my change I spent on you
Where have the times gone
Baby it's all wrong
Where are the plans we made for two
Aphrodite appeared next to him. "Isn't it sweet?"
He scowled at her.
She sighed.
"Look, I know you love her. But you have hurt her too many times for her to come crawling back to you. Annabeth is already content in Percy's arms."
"You always say that one should always chase after their loved ones. everything is fair in love and war, anyways."
"That might be so, but that is neither love nor war. You should let somebody you love go if you really love her, and let her be happy in her current siruations. And such a puny reason is not legible for starting a war."
She disappeared, and lest Luke pondering her words.
If happy ever after did exist
I would still be holding you like this
All those fairy tales are full of it
One more stupid love song I'll be sick
He kept trying to convince himself that Aphrodite was just messing with his mind. But he can't help wondering...
Now I'm at a payphone
Aphrodite's words echoed in his head.
He'd do it.
He'd let her be.
Just to stop the hurt from killing off his heart.
And so that the undecision would stop gnawing at his conscience.