Title: Congratulations
Plot : Annabeth's feelings over the period of a year without Percy.
Song : Congratulations by Blue October ft. Imogen Heap
Seriously guys, if you read this without listening to the song, you're missing
out BIG time! It's such an amazing song, too. The story won't seem the same if you don't.
Trust me!
Disclaimer : I wish I was as awesome as Rick Riordan, but clearly, I lack his skillz. So I don't own Percy Jackson
OR the song by Blue October & Imogen Heap.
My heart, my pain won't cover up
You left me.. hu hu hu hu
My heart
My heart can't take this cover up
You left me.. hu hu hu hu
"Congratulations." She whispered, her response no more then a foggy whisper. She could hear the waves crashing off next to them, but it wasn't really calming her. In fact, the ocean was just her problem. How is she suppose to enjoy those waves when they were washing away the person she needed the most?
"Annabeth, you don't sound thrilled."
That voice. It was a voice she was going to have to live without for an entire two years. She sighed, turning towards Percy Jackson. His green eyes sparkling, putting the sea to shame. He gazed intently on her, his normal sarcastic tone totally absent.
"I'm sorry, seaweed brain. It came out wrong." She paused. "I really am happy for you."
Of course she was happy for him. She wasn't too happy for herself.
Which sounds completely self absorbed, but she knew anyone in her position would understand.
It had been about a week after the war with Kronos, and things barely started getting back to normal. Annabeth was weary, and in a bit of a gloom because of her lost friends. So when she heard the news that Percy was asked to go live underwater and assist his father in rebuilding the palace for 2 years, she wasn't really thrilled. And it was really heart wrenching when she heard the news that he had said yes.
But he was thrilled. She could tell. He wanted to go, to find the acceptance from his father that he has yearned for since childhood. The only good feeling she has had since she heard the news was the one she got whenever he lit up and talked about all the things he could do and learn underwater. So, yes, she really was happy for him, even though it was going to be near unbearable for her.
Percy stopped, stepping infront of her. He leaned down to give her a sweet kiss, his lips tasting a mix between salt and candy. It was short, and Annabeth found herself craving more when he pulled away. He brushed away a curl, and then kissed her forehead.
"It's not forever."
She nodded, all though she knew that every hour, no, every minute was going to feel like forever three times over.
She looked for a good response in her head, but she couldn't find the right words to say.
"I love you."
Good enough.
And I can't change this
I can never take it back
But now I can't change your mind
(You left me.. hu hu hu hu)
And I can't take this
Three Months
It had been three months. Every emotion, every feeling, it was raw. She was jittery, jumping at every noise, taking in sharp breaths at every moment. Her pulse would begin to race, the way it normally does when he would kiss her or hold her hand. She silently wondered when she had become so needy.
Especially for him.
It shouldn't be like this. It shouldn't be so damn hard.
But it was. It was impossible. It was unbearable, and it was only three months later.
My heart, my pain won't cover up
You left me.. hu hu hu hu
My heart
My heart can't take this cover up
You left me.. hu hu hu hu
Five months
She was like a ticking time bomb. No longer jittery, but ready to set off.
People avoided her, not wanting to be in her path when she exploded.
Her siblings never talked to her unless it was necessary, and nobody ever wanted to train with her.
And nobody, not one person, wanted to see her cry.
She would sit on the beach, waiting, tears dripping down into the sand. The ocean was calm, beautiful.
It still made her feel like hell, five months later.
I came to see the light in my best friend
You seemed as happy as you'd ever been
My chance of being open was broken
And now you're Mrs. Him.
Seven Months
Now, she yearned for him more then anything. It was a feeling of eating your entire meal but still never completely full. Like winning second place when you were this close to getting first. She would lay in bed at night, not sleeping, craving every inch of him. Every sense, every feeling of him being there. It lingered, so close to reach, but never close enough.
She licked her lips. She could still taste that last kiss seven months later.
And I can't change this
I can never take it back
But now I can't change your mind
(You left me.. hu hu hu hu)
And I can't take this
I can never take this back
But now I can't change your mind
Nine Months
She was totally past feeling. Totally past emotion. She no longer lay awake at night, but just slept. She never dreamed, though.
She no longer craved him, but she had locked him away, deep inside of her. He banged on the cage she had put him in, beating it down, threating to get out and come and stare her right in the face. She held onto the key, though.
She had learned to live each day like it was nothing but a dream, totally unreal, and unfeeling, nine months later.
Just make it go away
Make it go away
Please.
Twelve Months
She couldn't take it. Her emotions broke open, spilling right in front of her. She convulsed, aware of her heart strings wrapping around her lungs. His voice itched around her ear, but she could never scratch it. It was like she had gone completely insane.
She was in the worst kind of pain she has felt in her entire life, twelve months later.
Is that seat taken?
Congratulations
Would you like to take a walk with me?
My mind it kind of goes fast
I'll try to slow it down for you
I think I'd love to take a drive
I want to give you something
I've been wanting to give to you for years
My heart
She stood on the beach, ignoring the throbbing in her chest. Waves lapped at her feet, like it was Percy himself, caressing her, calming her. Like the ocean knew her pain, using its sympathy to try and heal the raw emotional wound she has made for herself.
She closed her eye, inhaling the sea spray. The wind was gentle, a warm breeze floating through her hair. She could feel the entire ocean soak into her bones, like a blanket wrapped tightly around all her pain.
It was like he was right there.
"Such a sight for sore eyes."
She slowly opened her eyes, trying to shake the hallucination. But when she turned around to look at the voice, she new it wasn't possible. Her hallucinations weren't typically this good.
He stood there, taller and more build then before, his hair messy and tangled. But it was the eyes that sparkled just like the water around her feet that took all her wounds and put them in reverse.
He walked up to her, picking her up around the waist, the biggest smile flashing right at her. She couldn't keep her hands off of him, kissing his neck and his cheek and his forehead and his lips. Oh, gods, those lips.
"I decided to come home early. It was like being in hell." He set her down, but still holding onto her waist. He sat down in the sand, pulling her into his lap.
She gently moved a lock of his hair to the side, pressing her forehead against his, curled up warmly against him.
"It was that bad?" Her voice was hoarse, but he must have pretended not to notice. He kissed her again, and she knew he felt exactly the same way she did.
"Gods, Annabeth, I couldn't stand another minute apart from you."
She smiled, giving him what she had wanted to give him for years.
Her heart.
Fin.
r&r
I'm not really happy with this, but I no matter what I erased or added, it just always stayed the same. So here you go.
