Percy twirled my hair between his fingers while I lay in his lap my head buried in his chest. I laugh lightly as I look up at his goofy face.
"What?" he said looking defensive. It was Percy's voice but it was far off like a dream.
"You," I laughed. He frowned down at me but I could see the smile spreading across his lips. Then something terrible happened he faded away I mean literally he FADED, leaving me with only the smell of the ocean and a tint of the salty smell of blood that is so familiar to me.
I woke shaking in misery to the sound of my favorite band Paramore blasting from my I-pod. I felt sticky with cold sweat that drenched the sea green tank top, His eyes I thought willing myself not to let the hot tears escape from my eyes. It has been three weeks two days and 19 hours since he…died. I watched him die; the light stab in the small of his back finished him. I told him he was an idiot for taking on the curse of Achilles but no, he had to do it.
"Annabeth, are you coming to breakfast?" A voice said from somewhere above me. I said nothing. "You really should try to eat something you've barely eaten anything in three weeks," My sister Alex whispered loudly.
I didn't want to go to breakfast but they forced me too. So I sat at the end of the pushing the food on my plate around, trying to make it look like I ate some. I wasn't hungry, I knew if I could feel anything other than pain and misery I know I would be starving but my stomach was like a black hole and I was empty. I don't know if I'll ever feel anything happy again, it was like someone ripped of my right arm.
He was my right hand man, my best friend, the one who always had my back. Percy. He'd die to save me and I'd throw myself in front of a train for him without a second thought. (A/N yes that was a quote from maximum ride)
Alex shook my arm pulling me back into the real world. It seems that that is happening to me a lot lately. "Are you okay?" she asked.
I look at her, "No," my voice is scratchy and weak.
"Sorry that was a stupid question, of course you're not okay," she blushed looking at her lap.
"I'm done," I mutter pushing away the bench and standing up.
"You haven't eaten anything, I'm not an idiot," she responded.
I turn on the ball of my foot and run out of the pavilion tears running down my cheeks. I dart across the lawn and toward the woods not caring that they were infested with monsters. In fact I wanted them to attack me. I want to die just so I can be with him even if I have to spend my time in Hades.