Logical

by WritingWithRiptide

All Annabeth wanted was to figure out the only thing she didn't understand. Love . Percy Jackson was afraid of love. He had seen it wreck lives, and was not keen to be involved with it. It was almost inevitable that two people so opposite should meet. They are both so different, but also so perfect for each other. Rated T, but not terribly inappropriate.

1. Chapter 1

Com•pre•hend. verb: To grasp mentally; understand.

There was only one thing that Annabeth had come across, that she didn't understand, and it was love. She had studied it for years; she found nothing. Only the definition of love, stories of 'true love', not what she was looking for. Now how it happens, what it feels like. There were only petty descriptions, such as 'the greatest feeling' or 'confusing, but something that everybody craves'. Nothing explains why you develop feelings so strong that you would value their life more than your's, make a sacrifice for them. The way Luke had for her.

Annabeth shook her head.

Although she was deeply saddened by Luke's taking a bullet for her in the horrific school shooting, she knew she did not return the feelings he had for her.

She sighed in frustration.

She simply could not understand how you could possibly feel that way towards another person. There had to be some kind of science, a logic to it. But there seemed to be no solid answer to what love was. Except for one theory that had crossed her mind, once or twice. That love was a deception, a trick of the mind. A mirage, waiting for the most vulnerable moment to reveal its true form. Misery, lies, greed. For all of those meaningless love stories that she had read in attempt to learn something from them had taught her one thing.

Love stories never truly had a happy ending.

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Percy Jackson definitely did know what love was. In fact, he was afraid of it. Sure, he had had girlfriends and meaningless flings before, but none of them actually meant anything. He was quick to let go of a relationship before it got too far. He'd seen what love had done to his mother. She had fallen in love with his father, he had died whilst she was pregnant, then she had fallen into a deep depression. She never left her house, and the only person she let in was Percy, where he would try to persuade her to eat and drink.

This was why he was afraid of love. He would not allow himself to become reclusive, depressed. Like his mother.

A/N:

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