AN: I do not own anything from the book series Percy Jackson.
Chapter 2:
The words had a horrible aftertaste in Annabeth's mouth. As tears rolled out of Annabeth's eyes, B was trying to find the right words to say. This is what she came up with, "5WH."
Normal people wouldn't know what this meant, but Annabeth did. In case you don't know what this means, it means: Who, What, When, Where, Why, How? Annabeth took three deep breaths then she replied quietly, "Percy, done, ten, phone, don't know, don't know." That sounds really odd but it always made sense for these two.
B nodded and was about to reply when a phone rang. B stood up and informed Annabeth, "That's my ring tone, I know it." She got up and started searching around the room. B pulled back the sheets and dug around her bed to only find her missing Science homework. "Man, this was due three months ago!" She cracked a smile while pulling the sheets back up, and then she started looking around Annabeth's library until she found her phone in a book called Gurrr-eek Architecture. She pulled her phone out and dropped the book onto the floor, Annabeth was too depressed to get up and pick up the book, then put it onto the shelf.
She gave Annabeth a shush motion to Annabeth and mouthed the words 'Don't speak;' with B, you don't test her nerves, she was very quiet. She pressed speaker phone and gave a bubbly "Hiya."
"Hey B, it's Perce. Are you coming? I know you left the house before I did and neither you nor Wisegirl are here."
"I might not and Anna is most likely not coming." Annabeth could hear the sympathy in her voice towards him, she didn't know why though, what happened at that house…?
Percy gave a hurt gasp and swallowed most likely a whine. "Why? Is it because of that project she had? I thought she was going to do it with us, do you think you can convince her to come instead of staying home?"
B mouthed the words, 'Can I tell him?' Annabeth shook her head no, he should already know. Well I bet you can figure out how well that turned out, B ended up saying, "Can you come over to Annabeth's house?"
You could tell that Percy was debating this inside his head until he finally stated, "She lives in California, not Manhattan."
"Oh yea," B remembered. "Yea, I could totally travel from Manhattan to San Francisco in one whole fudging day. Perfect."
"Ha ha, very funny," he heard the sarcasm in her voice. "Where does she live? I can bring the whole gang and we can just tell her dad that we're over to study."
"Okay but I don't believe that they'll let you in, they know who you are and what you do with their daughter, so have fun!" Annabeth had a little hope in her, maybe they would forget to give the addresses; they didn't. "Oh yea the address is 957 Ocean Marain Woods. It's on the right for people who can't see like you and Problem Number Three."
"Ha ha, very funny; give us ten minutes." Then he hung up without a goodbye; how rude. Annabeth's mouth was hung right open while B was looking at her with a smirk.
"Your welcome," she paused for a moment before demanding, "Now get in the shower while I take care of the little monsters."
Annabeth sighed; they comforted her when she was sad; they weren't that bad. "Bobby and Mathew aren't monsters B. Just because you don't like boys in that way doesn't mean that you need to try to be rude to them."
"Yeah well, look where that got you." She paused, thinking about whatever B thinks about, and then she finally stated, "Shower. Now." She pushed Annabeth out the door and down the hallway, past the painting, and into the bathroom. Annabeth locked the door and started stripping while B went downstairs to take care of the 'monsters'.
The shower started and B sighed with relief, she did it. If only she would wash away her feelings with that shower. Five minutes ago Helen left, leaving the boys here. "BOBBY! MATTHEW! GET YOUR LAZY ASSES IN HERE!"
Both boys came running from the kitchen into the living room and sat down on the brown couch. B walked up to them and told them sternly, "We are having some friends over. You will be quiet and not say anything while they're here." She paused, "Is there any other place you two can go besides your room?" Silence filled the room, B let out an exasperated sigh, "Stay in your room and make no noise. Any questions?" She made it clear that there aren't going to be any questions. "Good and go."
The boys raced up the stairs, scrambled into their room, and slam the door shut. B let out a heavy sigh and sat down on the couch. When she did this, she also felt something stab her; now knowing B she wasn't bothered by this, what bothered her was that this stabbing thing was also vibrating. She lifted up her butt and picked up a phone, Annabeth's phone.
B knew Annabeth would hate this, but she looked through the phone. The vibrating sound was a text from Percy saying:
SWB: Hey
B decided to get to the bottom of things.
WG: Do you like me?
SWB: What kind of a question is that?
B started thinking of a response that Annabeth would write.
WG: You're right, I should have known the answer was NO.
SWB: What are you talking about?
B sighed; he really did have a seaweed brain. B took Annabeth's phone and went into her call list and Percy was the last two calls. She took her phone, snapped a picture, sent it to Annabeth, and then sent it to Percy.
WG: Maybe this is why. You called me and broke up with me 15 minutes ago.
SWB: WHAT?! Why would I do that?
SWB: I swear WG I would never do that.
SWB: Plus at that time I was bugging B about things like my hair and stuff.
SWB: WG?
SWB: WGWG?
B gave a huff of relief, he was right. He was bugging her on stupid things at that time; he remembers every little thing he does, says, or thinks about Annabeth. He remembers every little thing she says when nobody else does. He truly loves her. B responded:
WG: I didn't know you cared about your hair.
He didn't respond for several minutes.
WG: Got to go, B is now hollering at me to "GET MY FAT UGLY ASS UPSTAIRS BEFORE ALL TARTERUS BREAKS LOOSE UP THERE!"
B shut the phone off and dropped it on the couch just as Annabeth came down in her towel.
"Hey B, could you go upstairs and grab my clothes off my bed?"
"Nope." B held up her finger as she shouted, "BOYS GRAB YOUR SISTER'S CLOTHES OFF HER BED AND BRING THEM DOWN HERE WITH NO COMPLAINTS!" If there is one thing you need to know about B, is that she will shout to get what needs to be done, done.
The boys ran down the stairs with her clothes in their hands, shoved them at B, and ran back up to their room to slam the door shut quickly. B thrust the clothes at Annabeth and shooed her into the downstairs bathroom to change.
Annabeth came out in two minutes and she was wearing a red short baggy t-shirt with short light blue jeans. "I hope you know what you're doing B. I really don't want things to be awkward."
B laughed, "Oh sweetie, when you introduce me to your love life things get awkward AND complicated, but it turns out great!" She smiled and that made Annabeth give a shy smile plus a small chuckle.
All of the sudden the doorbell rang; B ran to get it while Annabeth stayed seated on the couch. Annabeth heard the door open up wide and she took a deep breath, preparing for the gang to come bursting in. All she heard was a knife sliding out of somewhere and a thud.
"ANNABETH!" shouted B at the top of her lungs, "Grab the boys and run!" Annabeth didn't wait to hear another sound, she ran up the stairs and started banging on the boys doors as loud as she could.
"Bobby! Mathew! Hurry, we have to leave now!" Both boys came running out with a petrified look. Annabeth took the lead in running downstairs, as she finished running down the last step she slipped on something red, warm, and gooey. She hit her head hard on the tile and she suddenly felt dizziness come to her. She saw her brothers struggling against some monsters that she couldn't make out. She saw that B was all blood and no skin; she was trying to fight hard and it looked like she was winning until she slipped on one of the boys' toy trucks. Annabeth saw her used that to her advantage, so she did a back tuck into a Broadway Powerful pose. Sad thing was, the monsters were expecting this landing so one of the three (that wasn't holding the boys) took the tall wooden pole and shoved it through her chest. She flew back gritting her teeth and hit the floor on her side. You could see clearly that the pole was going through her body; you could also see all of the blood that was oozing out of her body rapidly.
The monsters grabbed hurt Annabeth and limp, bloody B who still had the pole through her chest. Annabeth felt bad for B, she was used to winning her battles and going on to treat everybody else. Annabeth kept thinking that B hasn't lost the battle yet, but she will be the one getting treated instead of the other way around. Annabeth noticed that B was trying to speak, but Annabeth couldn't hear anything. The last thing B said to her before she blacked out was the words, "I'm sorry."
And her breathing shortened.
She was dead.
AN: What did you think of this? Was it less confusing?
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