Percy's heart broke into a million pieces the day that he saw his girlfriend, Annabeth Chase, making out with Will Solace. He tucked the ring back into his pocket and sadly moped away to go cancel the planned fireworks. He would not be asking Annabeth Chase to marry him.
3 years later
Percy POV
Today was the day that I was getting married. My mind was a mix of different emotions, but I was mostly nervous. The whole camp and all of the gods on Olympus were here, including my father Poseidon. I looked in the mirror once again, just to make sure that I looked good. Shoot! Where was my tie! Ughh. I looked around my changing room but could not find it anywhere, so I decided to go check with my soon-to-be-wife, Rachel. I went over to her room and was about to knock on the door when I heard two voices talking inside.
"So Rach, you finally get to marry your dream guy!" Someone squealed. Wait, I recognized that voice, it was Drew.
"Aww, Drew, it wouldn't have happened without you. Someone needed to get rid of the brat." What the hell was she talking about?
"Yeah people really do underestimate the power of charm speak and Aphrodite girls. But remember, it was your brilliant plan!" Plan? What plan?
"Mhmm, not many people would have thought of charm speaking Annabeth to kiss that dope Will Solace." What. Just. Happened.
Suddenly Drew stepped out of the room. "Oh hey Percy."
I felt nauseous. " Hey Drew, hi sweetie. I was just wondering if you guys had seen my tie."
"Oh yes, here it is." Rachel moved a few things aside and handed me my tie.
"Thanks." Then I quickly left the room.
Hey there, I'm just a line break. Oh don't mind me. I'm just chilling, enjoying the weather. Hey, it really is beautiful outside today, isn't it?
I stood frozen as Rachel walked down the isle, her heels clacking loudly with each step she took. Her red hair was pulled into some type of complicated updo, that seemed to be stretching back the sides of her face. The color of her lips was accentuated so much that it was almost the color of her hair. And I couldn't even see her eyes because of all the makeup she had on.
I scanned the audience and saw Annabeth. Her beautiful blonde hair was flowing down her back in natural curls. She wasn't wearing any makeup, but she still looked gorgeous. Her grey eyes were wild and untamed, yet cool and calculating. Her soft pink lips were full, and probably tasted like strawberry. Her nose was perfectly curled up just the slightest bit at the end, and her skin was perfect-tan and smooth. She was wearing her normal camp clothes, and was sitting alone. All of our friends had stopped talking to her after she had kissed Will.
But she didn't even know what she was doing, part of my mind told me. The other part told me to shut up and snap back to reality.
The priest droned on about something involving unity and love and yadda yadda. My mind was wandering somewhere else.
"And now do you, Rachel Dare, take this man, Percy Jackson, to be your lawfully wedded husband?"
"I do."
"And do you, Percy Jackson, take this woman, Rachel Dare, to be your lawfully wedded wife?"
I hesitated for a moment, and saw Rachel giving me that hurry up look of hers. I discreetly glanced at Annabeth sitting alone, looking down at her hands. She glanced up at me with her big grey eyes, which looked sad and alone instead of carefree and joyful.
"I...don't."