Hey y'all! Sorry for such a late update! Algebra II is totally kicking my ass. I'm trying to get my grade up to an A, which I don't think will happen this quarter, but cross your fingers! That and my best friend has been in the hospital for the past few days and I love her to death so I was with her for like an hour today and she's being released tomorrow morning which I'm so happy about! That and I had a Creative Writing I paper due this week so I spent a lot of time writing that. Grammar in this chapter may suck so bear with me. I wrote this at ten o'clock at night and finished it at eleven thirty. I apologize for any suckiness. As always, read and review, my lovelies!
Percabeth02: aww, I wish I knew you in real life, too sweetie! Like, you, TheAvidReader, and I would be such great friends. I can see it now haha. I don't know how to get this story to her since she doesn't have an account and she was a guest :( I miss her. We had the best convos over comments and shoutouts, you, her, and I. Sigh. Good times, good times. But I feel like this story is better than Happiness. Not by content and what it's about, but just how it's written and like the imagery and stuff is probably a lot better. and I should probably start posting the chapter before I start rambling on too much here...
Chapter 2
Annabeth POV
I barge into Silena's cabin like I own the damn place. Her expression reads scared, so she must see how I look. I hope I look like I feel. A.K.A pissed off. She starts to back up, but eventually she hits the wall.
"Annabeth, what is wrong?" she asks me.
"Oh like you don't fucking know!?" I yell at her. Just the sight of her right now is making me angrier. I pull my knife to her throat.
"I'm honestly drawing a blank here. And it's not even one of those cutesy 'Aprhrodite flirty' blanks. It's an honest to gods blank. Like failing a test!" she says in a pleading fashion.
"Okay, (a) I would never fail a test, so I don't know what that's like. Let's see, (b) I know what you did!"
"Enlighten me, Annabeth. What the Hades did I do?" she asks with all seriousness.
"You really don't know, do you?" I ask her, looking her dead in the eye.
"No, I really don't."
"Oh, then, um, never mind," I say, pulling the knife away from her throat.
"Kind of hard to after that flip out. Seriously, what is up with you? First you don't show up for curfew last night and now you come in here screaming at me, pulling a gods damned knife on me."
"Who else noticed that I didn't show up for curfew?"
"Pretty much everyone did. Percy," she starts. I flinch at the mentioning of his name, "Noticed first, then he pretty much told everyone to be on Annabeth lookout. And what was with that flinch I saw when I said his name?"
"You'll find out soon enough. I doubt your mother would let you miss out on something like this…" I say, trailing off. "I really don't want to talk about it, personally."
"Okay…"
"Well, I'll see you later, Silena."
"Yeah, later."
I exit the Aphrodite cabin and glance down at my watch. I'm surprised to see that it is already one thirty. But, then again, that shouldn't shock me since I slept until nearly noon. I have missed breakfast and lunch. That okay, though, since I'm really not all that hungry. I have a feeling that after seeing what I saw last night, I won't be hungry for a while. Tends to be that way when I'm depressed and pissed off beyond belief. Nevertheless, I make my way towards the arena where Percy told me to meet his cheating ass that I am, without a doubt, going to kick to Hades.
When I get there, I see him sitting on the bleachers, waiting for me. He looks rather upset, perhaps feeling guilty about what he has done. In no way shape or form does he look ready to fight. I pull out my knife and he looks up, surprised. He raises an eyebrow as I gesture towards the center of the arena.
"Come on, Jackson. Get off your ass and let's fight. That's what I came here to do. You can talk and fight at the same time, or for your sake, I hope you can."
He gets up off the bleachers and takes out Riptide. I know that you may think that sword against dagger is probably an unfair fight, but you're wrong. I've been fighting with this dagger longer than Percy has known that he's a Half-Blood. He goes to pick up a shield and notices that I don't have one. He tries to hand it to me, but I deny it.
"Fine," he says, "I won't use one either then."
"Whatever," I say, putting in an ear bud. I always practice with music, but since Percy is going to be talking and explaining, I figure that I should at least hear him out. I mean, he's going through all this trouble, right? I go through my music and put on Lion by Hollywood Undead and put it on replay.
"Annabeth, are you going to actually listen to my explanations and pleas or is this all just going to be pointless banter on my part?" he asks as we start to fight.
For the first time since I saw him with Rachel, I look him straight in the eyes. He takes that as a yes and continues with his explanation, "It honest to gods wasn't my fault. Rachel came on to me, not the other way around. You have to believe me. You know that I wouldn't betray you like that."
He goes on for another couple of minutes about how he would never betray me or break my trust since he worked so hard to gain it, yadda, yadda, yadda. But, what he says next totally pushes my limits. He manages to hit every single button at the same time. I can't believe he says it.
"I would never betray you and break your trust like Luke did," he says.
I get pissed beyond pissed. He realizes what he'd said right after he says it, but it's too late. I'm no longer in total control of my actions. I'm not sure whether I actually meant what I do next, but, subconsciously, I think I do. I take my dagger and stab him in the stomach. I don't think much of it because he's invincible, so I just walk out of the arena after it happens.
Chapter 2
Annabeth POV
I barge into Silena's cabin like I own the damn place. Her expression reads scared, so she must see how I look. I hope I look like I feel. A.K.A pissed off. She starts to back up, but eventually she hits the wall.
"Annabeth, what is wrong?" she asks me.
"Oh like you don't fucking know!?" I yell at her. Just the sight of her right now is making me angrier. I pull my knife to her throat.
"I'm honestly drawing a blank here. And it's not even one of those cutesy 'Aprhrodite flirty' blanks. It's an honest to gods blank. Like failing a test!" she says in a pleading fashion.
"Okay, (a) I would never fail a test, so I don't know what that's like. Let's see, (b) I know what you did!"
"Enlighten me, Annabeth. What the Hades did I do?" she asks with all seriousness.
"You really don't know, do you?" I ask her, looking her dead in the eye.
"No, I really don't."
"Oh, then, um, never mind," I say, pulling the knife away from her throat.
"Kind of hard to after that flip out. Seriously, what is up with you? First you don't show up for curfew last night and now you come in here screaming at me, pulling a gods damned knife on me."
"Who else noticed that I didn't show up for curfew?"
"Pretty much everyone did. Percy," she starts. I flinch at the mentioning of his name, "Noticed first, then he pretty much told everyone to be on Annabeth lookout. And what was with that flinch I saw when I said his name?"
"You'll find out soon enough. I doubt your mother would let you miss out on something like this…" I say, trailing off. "I really don't want to talk about it, personally."
"Okay…"
"Well, I'll see you later, Silena."
"Yeah, later."
I exit the Aphrodite cabin and glance down at my watch. I'm surprised to see that it is already one thirty. But, then again, that shouldn't shock me since I slept until nearly noon. I have missed breakfast and lunch. That okay, though, since I'm really not all that hungry. I have a feeling that after seeing what I saw last night, I won't be hungry for a while. Tends to be that way when I'm depressed and pissed off beyond belief. Nevertheless, I make my way towards the arena where Percy told me to meet his cheating ass that I am, without a doubt, going to kick to Hades.
When I get there, I see him sitting on the bleachers, waiting for me. He looks rather upset, perhaps feeling guilty about what he has done. In no way shape or form does he look ready to fight. I pull out my knife and he looks up, surprised. He raises an eyebrow as I gesture towards the center of the arena.
"Come on, Jackson. Get off your ass and let's fight. That's what I came here to do. You can talk and fight at the same time, or for your sake, I hope you can."
He gets up off the bleachers and takes out Riptide. I know that you may think that sword against dagger is probably an unfair fight, but you're wrong. I've been fighting with this dagger longer than Percy has known that he's a Half-Blood. He goes to pick up a shield and notices that I don't have one. He tries to hand it to me, but I deny it.
"Fine," he says, "I won't use one either then."
"Whatever," I say, putting in an ear bud. I always practice with music, but since Percy is going to be talking and explaining, I figure that I should at least hear him out. I mean, he's going through all this trouble, right? I go through my music and put on Lion by Hollywood Undead and put it on replay.
"Annabeth, are you going to actually listen to my explanations and pleas or is this all just going to be pointless banter on my part?" he asks as we start to fight.
For the first time since I saw him with Rachel, I look him straight in the eyes. He takes that as a yes and continues with his explanation, "It honest to gods wasn't my fault. Rachel came on to me, not the other way around. You have to believe me. You know that I wouldn't betray you like that."
He goes on for another couple of minutes about how he would never betray me or break my trust since he worked so hard to gain it, yadda, yadda, yadda. But, what he says next totally pushes my limits. He manages to hit every single button at the same time. I can't believe he says it.
"I would never betray you and break your trust like Luke did," he says.
I get pissed beyond pissed. He realizes what he'd said right after he says it, but it's too late. I'm no longer in total control of my actions. I'm not sure whether I actually meant what I do next, but, subconsciously, I think I do. I take my dagger and stab him in the stomach. I don't think much of it because he's invincible, so I just walk out of the arena after it happens.
Percy POV
"I would never betray you and break your trust like Luke did."
I don't realize that what I just said has more of an impact on her emotions than I thought at the time of speaking. I stutter to try to apologize, but she acts before I get a chance to fully apologize. She stabs me in the stomach and since I'm invincible, I don't feel it, but I see a little blood. I know it's not fatal since she didn't stab me in the small of my back which is my Achilles Heel. She walks out of the arena, however, like nothing even happened. I sit down on the arena floor and just watch her wander off in wonder.
Grover comes in the arena just as Annabeth leaves. I see him look at her dagger which, naturally, has some blood on it. His eyes widen and it makes me laugh a little bit. He runs in the arena and sees that it was my blood on her dagger. Grover knows that I'm invincible, so he gets a little relieved that it was me she stabbed.
"So, what did you do this time, Perce?"
"Well, yesterday, she walked into my cabin and saw Rachel kissing me-" I start, but get cut off.
"You were kissing Rachel?!"
"No. She was kissing me! She came onto me, not the other way around."
"Okay…"
"Yeah, so I saw her coming out of the woods this morning and I told her to meet me here this afternoon so we could talk. She wanted to fight, so naturally we did. She didn't want a shield so I didn't fight with one either. And, you know, I may have accidently said 'I would never betray you and break your trust like Luke did' which may have led to her stabbing me. But, she obviously didn't stab to kill because she knows where my weak spot is and she would have stabbed me there if she wanted me dead. I think this was just her blowing off some steam."
"Well better she stabs you than someone else," he admits.
"Geez, thanks, G-man."
"You know what I mean! You're the only one with invincibility. Anybody else would be dead my now."
"Yeah, lucky me. I get to be Anna's stabbing dummy."
"She looked pretty upset when she left, though. Not the look I would have if I just blew off a lot of steam and stabbed someone I wasn't particularly fond of at the moment."
"Well, it could have to do with my Luke reference. I don't even know why I said it."
"Because you're… How does she phrase it? A 'Seaweed Brain'?"
"Yeah… Don't call me that, Grover. It just sounds too fucking weird."
"Agreed," he says as we stand up and walk out of the arena. Hopefully I see Annabeth at dinner tonight, so I can try to make her understand what actually happened.