Siren's Wisdom.

"I want to hear them." I said, as foolish it sounded, the sirens show you your deepest desire, the desires sometimes you, yourself overlook. Percy scrunched up his eyebrows and pondered over this. After, some convincing, he agreed rather reluctantly.

He ordered the ropes to tie me to the foremast. I told him not to untie me, and of course, he joked.

"Ha-ha" I replied. He then promised to keep me safe and began plugging his ears, truth be told it would've been quite funny, if I wasn't so nervous. I could hear the songs tempting me, calling out to me, even though we were still some distance away from their cove.

Some minutes passed by, then like a sweet melody it hit me. I could hear their voices, untainted and glace. I could hear my mom, Athena, call out my name, her voice filled with pride and love, I could hear my dad, beckoning me to join our family and then I heard his voice. The only one that cared for me, when I was afraid, alone and crying. He would lull me to sleep, make me smile, hold me when I wept. Luke. I snapped and squirmed, hoping Percy would free me, and let me live my dream. He didn't. And he called me his friend. I cursed up a storm and ordered him to free me. I called him a traitor. He didn't budge. Then it hit me. My dagger. I took it out and began cutting the ropes, while Percy being the betrayer he is, didn't even care. I gave a small smile and jumped overboard.

I swam expertly toward the cove, it glistening in soft, buttery light. Then I caught sight of it. My deepest desire. I saw my family, my dad, Athena and Luke, all huddled together like a happy family, encircling a picnic table, which featured everything I loved, from Guacamole tacos to Pepperoni Pizza's. Then my breath hitched. I saw my passion, turning into an art form. The glistening marble edifices towered in the background, emphasizing the passion I had for Architecture. It made a spotlight, too, for my little happy family, currently awaiting me.

In a millisecond, the world I imagined, was gone, swept right under my feet, and I felt someone's hands tighten against my waist. I squirmed and kicked, trying to get out of the intruder's hold. I glanced toward him. Percy. How a friend could become your enemy, you would never know. Then, out of the blue, I was pulled underneath; speeding toward the seabed, my body begged for air, I tried to hold my breath, in vain. Then, like a miracle, I gasped and took heavy breaths, a bubble-sort of, was surrounding me. Us. Percy, oh gods. He saved me from the Sirens and how did I repay him? I insulted him and downright kicked him in the face. I sobbed. I tried to keep my emotions in check, but there was no use, my dam broke and Percy embraced me, I cursed in my mind at his loyalty, his ability to forgive anybody. He told me he was taking us back up, and at that moment I realized quite a lot of things.

Luke will never be coming back, nor were Athena and my dad going to be a couple. But, I knew one thing for sure. I loved Percy Jackson, the whole of him.

"I love you." I muttered, the words lost in the currents, Percy still oblivious of what I had muttered.