Chapter 1
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"Somebody help her," shouted the teacher.
"She's not breathing properly."
"Her pulse is slowing down."
Nobody saw the boy, who was for once forgotten, growing pale. Sweat accumulated on his brows and ran down his cheek thinking feverishly about what could be happening or if he was at fault.
And then all the students looked simultaneously at the boy who ran right across the room to her.
Percy Jackson was the only one who in that moment had the most sense to take her to the medical room. He picked her up in her arms, close, and ran straight out of doors and corridors to the nurses'.
"Oh my, this is serious, I'll... I'll go call the doctor," and with that, the nurse promptly left the room to the likes of a troubled "bad" boy.
The "bad" boy was watching her in desperation asking, pleading her to wake up silently.
And he wondered if he would ever again have the chance to correct himself, to rectify his mistakes and if he could again see her beautiful face in graceful motion, even if it was only to slap his stupid face again and again.
I wish you die right now.
I wouldn't care if you died right now.
He, Percy Jackson, was stupid.
Why did he have to tell her these lies?
He had watched as her face contracted to a painful expression and then tears accumulating at the corners of her eyes trying so hard to fall softly on her cheeks. Her expression shouted pain and he immediately felt guilty. No human deserved to hear those lines and a person as good at heart as she was definitely didn't.
He threw up his hand in frustration, and let his fingers yank his hair out, and he realized only when his arm rested on his check to block out everything, that he, after so many damned years was crying.
Crying for a girl who was his arch-enemy.
Because along the way, his feeling had changed, yet again, only to be melted with the ones of his childhood days.
The days when they both sat on the swings together, played together, danced together, ate together, and slept together, together, together, together.
The days when his mom and her dad said that one day they would be their in-laws and his dad and her mom, turned up their noses and said simultaneously, never.
They took after them, the "never" ones; the once they admired but resented; the ones who left their family.
He let his tears fall on his jeans, thick and salty.
Why did he have to say something so inhuman, when he didn't even mean to?
Was he ever going to forgive himself if something happened to her-?
Her body gave a jerk. Her breathing became ragged.
In that moment he knew what to do and he did just that.
CPR
One, two, three, four, five and push.
One, two, three, four, five and push.
One, two, three, four, five and push.
And her eyes jerked awake.
Just looking at her eyes, even if they were wet, something broke inside her and he completely broke down. His breathing became ragged, because of his tears, mind it, and his arms slid down on her body and he engulfed her in a bear hug, holding her tightly, not letting go, and crying... with relief and hate for himself.
"Annabeth," he found himself whispering, "Annabeth, Annabeth, don't do that ever again, understand, I won't be able to bear it if... if... if something ever... ever hap... happened to you."
Annabeth found herself crying too, but she didn't understand what happened. All she knew that Percy Jackson, her once best friend, was crying and she would do anything for him, at least for this moment.
-x—
When the doctor came, with the nurse tagging along (and who just happened to be married to each other), all they saw was two teenagers intense care for each other. The school's "bad" boy was on sleeping on top of the school's "angel".
Not in a dirty way, but more of a protective way.
The boy had his arms around the girl's body and tears stains on his cheek.
The girl was semi-asleep while whispering "Its' okay, its' okay."
It was a sweet moment, no doubt. The nurse rested her head on her husbands' shoulder and a smile spread on both their faces.
Ah, young love.
-x—
And of course they forgot what had happened that day.
Next day onwards they began behaving the same way they did before.
But of course, some feelings, some actions have a way of seeping into the most common habits.
The feeling of love manages to come to light, always.
Percy Jackson had vowed to protect Annabeth from anything and everything, even from himself, if need be.
-x—
The diagnoses came.
Reason for Annabeth's plight: Intense emotional shock.
Percy Jackson's world collapsed on top of him, breaking him down.
But he would stand up again.
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