Cold tears trembled down my cheeks and splashed silently onto the ground below. I sat motionless on the hard,empty structure that was simply covered in one thin blanket.
My breathing was erratic and hollow. My mind was bare of thoughts as my eyes bore into the old white wood wall. Pictures flashed through my mind one after another. They were all happy moments in my life, with him.
My mind swatted them away but they kept coming back in. His goofy grin made me want to collapse in a heap of flesh and cloth. My vision was fuzzy and yellow splotches splattered my icy eyes.
My legs felt like jelly underneath me. They wanted it to end, I wanted it to end. I wanted it to all end, right now. I could see him then, and we would live happily ever after. But another part of me whispered something. "You didn't die a hero,he did. You won't see him. You won't."
It had never occurred to me that he did die a heroic death. He traded his soul to save us. He gave away his last breath to save me. He gave it his everything, and passed.
My eyes were full of guilt and sorrow. That knife should've gone through me. I thought. It should've been me, not him. He had a lot left in store for him. He could've lived a better life. Why couldn't it have been me? Why couldn't it have? But noooo. I had to let him take it. I had to let him take it. Why did I do that? Why did I do that? I wondered. Why did I let him take it? Why?
My heart felt like lead as I pushed myself down to lay on bed. Sweat trickled down my face, it felt like 200 degrees in here. Dejection rushed through my body like a tornado.
I felt like hitting something, so I punched the wall. Pain exploded out of my hand and blood flooded down onto the ground. I didn't care though, I wanted him to be with me. I wanted him to tell me it would be alright, I just wanted him to be here.
"I'm always here for you." A voice whispered behind me.
I turned around, expecting to see one of my siblings. Instead, I saw a 16 year old with messy black hair and sea green eyes. My grey eyes met his. It was him.
Percy
I stopped what I was thinking about, wiping it out of my head. "Per-Percy?" I squeaked in a small voice.
He nodded and sat next to me. "I didn't die Wise Girl." He whispered in my ear.
My mouth felt like dropping to the ground, and it did. "Ho-How?" I asked him.
He ruffled my hair. "I just passed out." He said.
"But-but. For like... 1 week." I said.
His eyes twinkled in the dim light. "Yes for 1 week, but I'm here now."
A brilliant smile found it's way into my face and I squeezed him in a hug.
He smiled and pulled me closer to his body. We kissed for along time before I whispered in his ear.
"Don't you ever do that again to me."
How'd you guys like it? It took me awhile. I thought it was just a sweet idea. If you guys want to see more Percabeth one shots i'd be happy to. Please review, it would make my day.