a/n: Hey sorry it took so long for me to post again. I'll try to be better about that. This drabble was originally from Blackjack's POV but became more fom Annabeth's POV. Hope you enjoy.
Abandoned
I feel...
Lonely.
Very few stop by to comfort me but their comfort is hollow.
Afraid.
Not for me but for him.
Worried.
I might never see him again.
Confused.
Why would someone take him?
Ignored.
No one listens to my pleas to look for him.
Guilty.
He saved my life now I should be working to save his.
Helpless.
I can't do anything by myself I need him.
But most of all I feel...
Abandoned.
a/n: Hoped you liked it! Please review.