Delusional
Note: I do not own Percy Jackson and the Olympians All rights go to Rick Riordon.
This is the new series, another version of There's something wrong in his mind. I hope you enjoy. Somethings will be similar, but other this will be different, because this time, I have a plot.
(ANNABETH)
There's something wrong with Percy. He's been loosing his apatite, and he's also gotten really pale, and has lost a lot of wight. I'm not sure if anyone else has noticed the changes except for Grover and I.
I've tried to get Percy to go to the infirmary, or to contact Apollo, but he claims that he's okay. I've even caught Percy muttering to himself about how 'the end is near' and 'if she finds me, it's all over' I've asked him about it, but he changes the topic and acts like nothing happened.
Today, after several weeks of watching Percy suffer and lie to me, I've decided to not take no as an answer.
"Hey, Percy" I smile as I sit next to him and smile.
"O-oh hey, Annabeth..." He says, and his hands fiddle on his lap.
"Tell me, Percy," I face him "You been feeling okay, lately?"
"I feel great. Never better."
"No, Percy, you don't."
"How do you know how I feel? Your not me."
"Percy, listen to yourself! This isn't you!" I say, beginning to raise my voice.
"What do you mean, of course it's me!" He raises his voice along with me.
"Percy, I mean that your not yourself! You stopped eating, and you've lost to much weight that it's scary. Your skin's all clammy. and...and... your eyes Percy- you've got the look of a murderer!"
By now, both Percy and I were standing up and yelling. We'd attracted some Aphrodite kids who probably thought it was cute how we were arguing. And, some Ares kids were watching to. Probably betting who would win the fight.
"I just want the old you! The od sarcastic Percy. The one who didn't back down from a fight. The one who did what he believed in, and even changed the gods old ways..."
Percy stands there for a moment, trying to decifer what I had just said.
"Well," He says, picking his jacket off of the bench. "The old Percy's gone. If you don't like the new one then, maybe," Percy turns around and begins to walk away. "It wasn't meant to be."
I'm left alone. Once Percy leaves, the Aphrodite kids and Ares kids leave. Now alone, I scream and pull my hair slightly, storming off to the beach.