A/N: Hey guys! So, I decided to delete No Go Backs and replace it with this story. It has something do with the show called Forget me Not. I hope you like it. And . . . that's about it. :) Thank you!

June 1, 2013

2:40 PM

I'm Percy Jackson . . . and I'm rich. Super rich. At 21 years old, I'm considered a billionaire. My dad, Poseidon Jackson, holds the world's number one marine biology company. I was kind of thrilled at first because it was good being 21 years old and not being broke. I was the only son and heir of my father's empire. My father was always hard to please. I always felt like I have to do everything and I have to base all my decisions according to what he'll think. And for the first 21 years of my life, I did. He was proud of me. It felt great. Except of course, with the whole expectation thing put on top of my shoulders. This whole expectation thing . . . started it all.

My Lexus LFA-7 was parked somewhere near Montauk Beach. This beach is somewhere I can think, a place where I can find peace. And right now, with me sitting on the sand with the most beautiful woman I've ever seen, was like heaven.

"Have you ever been here before?" I asked Annabeth Chase, the woman I love.

Annabeth looked at me questioningly, her hypnotizing gray eyes blinking.

"Have you ever been here? At Montauk?" I repeated.

Annabeth leaned back at me again before answering, "I passed this once on the way to a vacation"

Then silence fell again between us. But this silence was tainted with anxiety. Well, at least for me. The truth dawned on her a month ago. A truth I dreaded to tell her for fear she might leave me. In fact, I never told anyone about the secret, not even my best friend. The only people who knew were those who are involved. But it would be selfish and cruel of me not to tell Annabeth. So as hard and painful as it would be, I did. But even though she knows, she didn't leave me. She stayed with me. She loved me. And I loved her back.

But I still felt like I owe it to her to apologize.

"I'm an asshole" I told for a millionth time now. I heard Annabeth sigh exasperatedly. "Ever since that day, I think about having you half the day, every day."

Annabeth just closed her eyes and snuggled closer to me.

"Sometimes I wonder, how can I be less of a jerk and still hold you in my arms?" I voiced out a question I've been asking myself ever since the day I met her.

Finally, Annabeth smiled but there were tears threatening to fall any minute. "Ever since you told me, I was always like 'What should I do, can I make the first move?' But I was afraid I would be . . . ashamed."

Looking at her, putting up a tough front for me, accepting the harsh truth just to be with me, was excruciating.

I couldn't help it. I kissed her. The kiss electrocuted our bodies. It jolted us both awake. And I kissed with all that I have. Always kissing her like this could be the last time I can ever do that. Within a split second our bodies were intertwined. The next second, we were stumbling down the path towards our cottage. The next thing we knew, we were both naked, laying in silence with both our arms wrapped around each other.

"I don't know how long this will last but I just want to tell you that no matter what happens, I will always love you. My heart will always belong to you." Annabeth whispered.

"I know, baby. I know"

The truth is, I don't want her to love me when things take its course. I don't want her to be miserable. But worst, I don't want to know she's miserable and I can't do anything about it.