This is my first story on this web site. Its a short one shot about how I think Annabeth was feeling when Percy went missing
I am lost. Without Percy I am nothing. Two months. Two freaking months. I count the days and hope he will return. I don't pick up a pencil without someone cooing me for hours. When I heard I had to go to the Grand Canyon and find the boy with one shoe for he would be the answer to my problems I ran.
But no it had to be the stupid Jason Grace. The boy who let me down. The boy who ripped out my heart and soul. The boy who I thought would be Percy.
Sweet, sweet Percy. Seaweed brain. I would holed the sky again just to know where Percy is. He could be dead. Nico says he isn't but i have lost all trust.
Malcolm has to force me to get up in the morning. I must be told to do the simplest things. When no one disturbes me I only get out of my bed to go to the bathroom or get a small meal from the dinner hall. Things are only getting worst.
Two months without him. Two months of sadness. Two months of pain.
Sorry its so sort I wrote it really quickly but please review.
