Hello people! This is my first fanfic, please enjoy!
-Wisdom and Sea
Prolouge
Annabeth POV
A flash of light. Swerving. A loud bang and powerful jolt. My head banged hard against something. Then….nothing.
The feeling of being moved. People with white lab coats on at my side. An oxygen mask strapped to my face. Then the darkness consumed me again.
Chapter One
Annabeth POV
I woke up, blinking, and trying to make out my surroundings. I was lying on a bed in a white room. There was a window to my left, and a door to my right. A chair was placed by the bed. Where am I? I thought. Then I was conscious of the pain. My head throbbed with unimaginable pain. I realized that my leg was in a cast and my wrist was bandaged heavily. I groaned. Suddenly, I heard a gasp. A woman in white clothes came rushing over to me. I didn't even realized that there was someone in the room with me. "You're awake!" The woman cried. Then she rushed out of the room with no further explanation. What's going on? I thought. Then, just as suddenly as as she as she had left, the woman came back into the room. But she wasn't alone this time. Another lady came in behind her,wearing a white lab coat. A doctor. I realized. The doctor approached me slowly. "Hello," she said softly. "What your name? " I swallowed, and said nervously, "A - annabeth Chase." "Annabeth, do you remember anything?" "No." Looking very sympathetic, the doctor began to explain things to me. I had been in a car crash. I had a concussion, a sprained wrist, and a broken leg. That wasn't even the most startling news. "Honey, " the doctor started. "You've been in a coma for four days."
Four days?!
"Annabeth, your mother was in the crash too." the doctor told me. Wait…. I thought. Wait, no! No! "She didn't make it."
Those words…...those four words were what I had been dreading. They rang in my ears, and suddenly, everything was no longer filled with life. It was all dull white and gray. "My mother…." I whispered. If possible, the doctor looked even more sympathetic. "We'll let you have some time to yourself." she said. "You can leave in 3 days, since that's when your wrist will heal, and you'll be able to use crutches." The doctor and nurse left, leaving me a one with the horrible news….that my mother was gone.
I left the hospital three days later. Using my new crutches, I followed a nurse down many hallways. I was dazed with heartbreak and sadness. My mother, my light, was gone. Then I suddenly realized, something was different about the hallway we were coming to. All the doctors and nurses that helped me survive the car crash were lined against the walls, bidding me farewell. Tears began to fall. My mother could have been doing this with me. We could've left together, then led on life. Suddenly, after that thought, I realized, Where am am I going to go? My father had left me and my mother when I was five. I'm seventeen now. But then I remembered my mother telling me my father had remarried. I still remember my father's phone number. I asked the nurse to call my father. She replied that she already did and he's expecting me. I felt only a little better then, knowing that that I that I had somewhere to go. Outside a taxi awaited me. The nurse told me that it would take me back to my old house so I could could pack could pack my things. I nodded along. Everything was still lifeless to me.
Once we arrived at my house, I took out my key and unlocked the door. Slowly, I pushed it open. The house still smelled like musty paper, from all the books we kept. Everything was just as it should be. The books were still lined in alphabetical order on the many bookshelves. Our coats hung beside the door. I reached over and stroked my mother's favorite coat . Suddenly, I grabbed off of the hook and buried my face in it, sobbing. When I looked up, looked up I immediately saw all the pictures of my mother and me, sill lines up on the walls. I began to cry even harder. Finally I calmed myself down, but the pain was still there, raw and sharp. I went up to my old room and packed all of my things, and a few extra. I packed my favorite pictures of my mother and I, and then on a hunch, I went into my mother's room. Tears began to stream down my face again at the sight of her room. I went to her and grabbed her favorite book, Sun Tzu's The Art of War. Then something on her bedside table caught my eye. Her jewelry box. I went over to it and opened it. Lying on the top was my mother's favorite ring. I grabbed it and put it on. The band was silver and on the top was the most beautiful sea-green diamond. Allowing myself to cry,I grabbed my suitcase and went back out to the taxi, which would now take me to my father's house.
We drove all the way across town and stopped in front of a big brick two-story house. Grabbing my suitcase and wiping away my tears, I is knocked on the door. A woman with a messy bun opened it. "Yes?" she asked impatiently. "Uh...I-it's me, Annabeth." "Oh. Frederick's daughter, whose mother died." "Yes, that's me." Annabeth said. "C-can I see him, please?" "No. He's dead." the lady said easily. "What?" I whispered. "Oh, please." the woman said. "It's not like he was a good father anyways, was he? I'm guessing you and your mother were just fine without him. Except, now, you're mother's dead, too!" The lady snickered, as if she had just made a joke. That was it. That was enough. Right there, on the front steps of my now home, I broke. My heart shattered, and I sobbed uncontrollably. "Your room is upstairs, first room on the left. And I am Helen, but you will only call me ma'am." Helen directed. Going as fast as I could with my crutches and my suitcase, still crying, I went to my new room and collapsed on my new bed. I cried and cried, and eventually I fell asleep.
When I woke, for one moment I didn't know where a was. Then I looked up and saw my suitcase and crutches, and the pain came back. I got up and went downstairs. I felt hollow. It was dinner time, and the table was set. "So, you're up." Helen said scornfully. She put some food down on my plate, then sat down with hers. "So, this is how life goes in this house. You will have a chore list everyday, and you have to finish it, or else. Meal times are 7:15, 12:30, and 6:00. If you miss one, too bad. You don't get food. You are to do all the grocery shopping and anything else I need." At this, I just nodded. I couldn't believe how bad life was for me. "One more thing." Helen said. "Highschool starts tomorrow. You are to attend at Goode High as a Senior. You are seventeen, you know." I couldn't believe it. I was going to highschool?! I had been homeschooled my entire life! I twisted my mother's ring that was still on my finger.No, no, no. This can not be happening! I thought. I just lost both of my parents! No! But there was nothing I could do about it. I had to go to highschool.
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-Wisdom and Sea