Abandon
This is new type of story I've thought about doing and the last story I did I abandon and I'm really trying hard not to that to this story but the updates might be slow. Just warning you. This story is a little bit ooc and I'll try to keep the people in character. Last thing this is set after the giant war.
Disclaimer: I do not own PJO or HOO
Piper
It seemed as if I just closed my eyes, when the crying began again. My three-month-old baby was restless. Adam McLean wasn't like this most of the nights, sure he would cry and I would give him his bottle and he would fall in a deep sleep. He was only like this once every month; it was only when he realizes that his father is not with him. Adam is a smart baby and he can only be fooled for so long before he feels abandoned.
And the only reason my son, my baby, feels that way is because of me. Because I, Piper McLean, feel in love with a god.
Jumping out of bed, I picked up Adam and rushed to the kitchen. Rocking my son gently, I opened refrigerator and grabbed one of the thousand milk bottles. Adam was crying so loud that I was afraid he was going to wake up the others.
"Adam, please. I know you miss him." I said, trying to hush him. Adam looked at me bleary eyed with his face a bright red. I shook my head and put Adam in his high chair. As fast as I could I stuck the milk bottle in the microwave. Just as I was about to turn to Adam I heard it. Cooing. Adam was cooing. His tiny fists were waving in the air as he reached out for something. When he laughed, I almost broke down. HE was here, he must have heard his son crying. I felt him move from Adam's high chair over to me. I couldn't see what he was doing, but I felt as he slowly brushed his hand on my face. He brushed away a strand of hair from my face and then-
BEEEEEP!
The microwave went off and he was gone. I walked dejectedly back towards the microwave getting out the warm milk bottle. Adam's spirits were definitely lifted but I felt that pain all over again, just like when he told me he had to leave. I picked up my baby boy with his bottle and walked over to the living room. I sank deep in the cushions and let Adam grab the bottle as I fed him. The windows behind me slowly got brighter as the sun rose. I was always the first one awake, the others usually slept as long as they could. If people though one pregnant lady was bad imagine two and in the same house. Ironically at that moment one of them came snuck into the kitchen, she quietly snuck a piece of three layered chocolate cake. She knew that if she was caught well, she was going to get an earful from the other pregnant lady down stairs. When she turned and saw me she yelped
"Jesus, Piper! You almost made me go into labor four months early." I snickered, she was right her five month belly bumped made her glow with radiance. She looked ready to pop out her baby at any second.
"I find that hard to believe, Rach." I responded. Just like me, Rachel Elizabeth Dare made the same decision to fall in love with a god. And just like me she was pregnant with a demigod. Rachel even stopped her love of painting afraid that the paint fumes would harm her bundle of joy. Rachel sat next to me and stroked Adam's head soft brown hair.
"He looks just like his father" I almost interrupted "but he has your eyes."
I smiled. "No doubt he's going to be a heartbreaker."
Rachel and I laughed watching Adam's curious eyes watch as he laughed with us. Adam had gotten used Rachel, he would even let her hold him. A month ago Adam would've just screamed his head off. After that Rachel would sob that she'd be a bad mother and that she broke him.
We sat in couch watching Adam and talking about the basics, when Rachel asked about this morning my smile dropped. I couldn't hurt her by telling her that he had come to visit Adam. They were banned from seeing us, after all that's happened. If he could only see us once a month it would break Rachel's heart because he never came to see her. Even is she was carrying his last child. Instead I just told Rachel that nothing had happened. The worst part of lying to her was that she so easily believed me.
I stayed silent as Rachel licked her chocolate-covered fingers but what she missed was the frosting around her face. I was about to tell her when she burst through the door. She was one of those newer pregnant ladies. Her three-month baby bump was hardly noticeable. She dragged her body in the living room collapsing in an armchair. Her blonde hair stuck to her matted head, and when she lifted her eyes the stormy circles were bloodshot. She needed to take better care of herself. She glanced at us and saw the chocolate frosting covering Rachel's lips.
"You ate the cake?!" she croaked. And then she burst into tears. She mumbled inaudible words before she slowly started to wipe her eyes. Rachel's face pain, we hated causing her unnecessary stress, even if now she was especially hormonal.
"Annie I'm so sorry. It was just there and I knew we were going to wait, but She wouldn't let me she all like 'the cake mama I need it.'" Rachel rushed tryig to blame it on her unborn daughter and crazy cravings. Annabeth's expression changed. Instead of crying she was now mad.
"Don't call me Annie!" her expression wavered. "He called me Annie" and then she burst into tears again. Annabeth cried for a moment more before her tears ceased. She looked at us guiltily, and apologized for exaggerating. We comforted Annabeth and quickly got into our morning schedule.
The truth was we could never blame Annabeth for acting the way she did. We would be hypocrites because we all made the same decision. To fall in love with a god would mark us forever.
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