DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN PERCY JACKSON!
The story is my first fanfiction thing ever so I'm pretty excited. Also it's written in English which isn't my native language. In the past days I have read so much Percabeth that I decided to make a little sadder story which should be quite romantic at the end (if I ever gonna make these chapters more) but not so overly-romantic as these another ones I've read. All this happened post titans but before the whole giant-thing. Oh and I'm sorry for any grammatical errors and that boring label.
Percy's POV
I was on my knees in front of Clarisse which already told me I was just having a bad dream or something. Unfortunately I was wrong. I saw the whole camp staring at me with shocked expressions like the day when I was claimed by Poseidon (my father; the sea god) but this was different. They all had tears in their eyes and suddenly I noticed Annabeth who had pushed trough the crowd and was now standing next to Clarisse. When she saw me she put her hand or her mouth and gasped. Her eyes were teary but she still managed to look beautiful. I guess she had cried a lot lately since we broke up yesterday. Another fine accomplishment where she and the camp blamed me, and another fine accomplishment which I had nothing to do with.
It all started at Tuesday morning... wait. It actually started on Monday but since I don't remember anything about the whole Monday-thing like my memories from that day would have swiped away (#Onlydemigodthings), I'll go with Tuesday.
I was sleeping in my cabin, cabin 3 to be correct. The cabin was made for sons of Poseidon like me. So since there were no sons of Poseidon except me and Tyson (my cyclopsbro, long story)and at the moment Tyson was in our fathers palace bottom of the Pacific, I was snoring there alone. But not for long.
I woke up for a loud "BANG!" which was either caused by somebody opening the cabin 3s door with the force of two laistrygonians or that my old buddy Kronos had just rose from Tartarus and decided to bring my beloved cabin down. Either way early-morning-wake-ups always make me angry so I took Riptide under my pillow and as I was tugging myself from the bed, I saw my opponent which almost made me wish that it would be Kronos standing on my doorway. It was Annabeth and she didn't look like she was going kiss me for a while.
Her blonde hair was a mess and her orange Camp Half-Blood shirt was wrong way round as she would be in hurry. Still he looked stunning and I was going to rose from my bed and wish her good morning. After all I hadn't seen her for a week since she had left for some sort of super-secret quest last Monday. Then I saw her eyes and I knew immediately that something was wrong. Her grey eyes were full of rage, sorrow and pain and I got really scared as she started to walk towards me.
"Well good morn-" I started nervously but Annabeth interrupted me.
"PERSEUS JACKSON!" She said as she walked towards me, shaking like she was holding all her willpower not to put her dagger to my chest.
I was starting to get worried. What had I forgot? our anniversary? No that wouldn't be possible since it was 18th of July and it was 12th or 13th day right now. For some reason I had some difficulties to remember what was the current day. Monday perhaps? or Tuesday? No it had to be Monday since we had our weekly CTF-game yesterday and it was currently held every Sunday. But still I couldn't help thinking that something was terribly wrong.
Annabeth didn't manage to comfort me. "HOW COULD YOU?" She yelled and one of the fishes in aquarium burst a couple of bubbles like saying "WHAT DA F-!?" and hid behind the rock which was in the middle of the aquarium. If I had a rock I would've done the same thing.
"What? What are you talking-? I managed to say but I couldn't finish my sentence from my confusion. Annabeth didn't make it easier by glaring me with her fiery grey eyes.
Now Annabeth looked like she was going to start crying (which according to her red eyes she had done a lot this morning) "I can't believe it. I just can't. How could you?" she silently murmured and when I was trying to rose my bed to comfort her she slapped me hard right in my face. And when I say hard I mean really hard.
I looked at her in shock but now I was getting irritated too "Ouch! What was that for?" I said rather angry.
Suddenly her eyes widened and she looked at me like I had done something extremely inappropriate (which I probably had) "HOW dare you even speak to me? After what you have done?" She said and started crying.
"Never speak to me again! NEVER!" And as she left my cabin still crying, I saw her dropping two pieces of paper on the floor.
I picked them up and I saw that they were pictures. I started to concentrate on the other one and as I looked at it I couldn't believe my eyes. The picture looked like some over-positive postcard where was clearly a happy couple kissing each other. One was a gorgeous, about 16 years old blonde with a pale skin. And the other was umm… The other was a boy with black hair and his eyes. They were sea-green. The boy in the picture was me. But could that be possible? No the picture me must be someone else but as I thought that I knew it was me even I didn't remember the girl at all.
"Oh boy, this is going to be interesting day!" I thought as I started to get dressed and head after crying Annabeth.
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