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PERCY POV:

I thought keeping it from her would benefit us both. As usual my wise girl was right and I wasn't. Keeping the secret from her was killing me on the inside. But the look of devastation on her face, when I told her that we were done killed me more.
This whole cancer thing was new to me. I had never met an enemy that I couldn't beat or flee from. Alright, Gaea was impossible to get away from but, hope can make us do incredible things. And of course I was thinking of all this while having a wonderful and the ever famous Roman bath. I took a little walk afterwards, before going home.

Annabeth was making blue pancakes. We ate them without exchanging a word. It was my turn to do the dishes, but Annabeth did them anyways. I lay on my bed soon afterwards and stared at the ceiling.
Soon I was too tired to think and just drifted into a slow dreamless sleep. I was woken awake by whom I thought to be Annabeth, but it actually turned out to be Hazel.
I could see the worry and concern in her eyes. I figured Reyna told her. That meant that Frank knew too. She said, "Percy your mother wants to talk to you." I went to the kitchen to find Annabeth explaining what had happened, to mom.
Paul was sitting beside her and comforting her. Mom was crying and so was Annabeth. Then mom saw me. Her tears turned to uncontrollable sobbing and I could see the pain in her tears.

"Mom…" I said, "Gaea and Tartarus couldn't kill me, I doubt that these stupid cells can. Come on mom how bad can it be? Please calm down. I'll be fine." I did not tell her that I and Annabeth were leaving camp to find a cure; I did not want to give false hope to her.

I didn't think we'd find a cure anyway. I die, I die right? We can't waste time brooding over it. I had to be strong, for Annabeth and mom.
Mom left after a while. She had a book signing event. My mom's book is a huge hit.
I feel terrible. It's like I can't do one thing right. I get so pissed I try to punch a hole in the wall. I eventually lie down, tired. My mind wanders to when I read the first great prophecy to the cabin leaders.
I remember that look on Annabeth's face. I had hoped never to see it again. Yet I had to see it, AGAIN. I am probably some joke to the fates. Next time I see those grannies; I'll tie them up in their wool and chuck them down Tartarus.

I woke up in a pickup truck. Annabeth was driving.
Her eyes had bags under them and her hair tucked firmly under a bandanna. "You're up I see. I decided it was best to leave after your mom left. So I packed everything. Unfortunately you were asleep. So Aurum and Argentum did me a favour. There are burritos in the bag from the last exit." She said pointing at the bag beside me. I removed it and started eating.
God it felt good to eat. I don't know why, but I randomly blurted out, "I love you Annabeth." She smiled, a little more serious now, "I know you do. You have to cooperate with me seaweed brain, till we find a cure." She faltered a bit. "Don't leave me alone Percy. Please." I looked out of the window to hide my tears.

An hour or two passed in that tearful silence, a silence worth a million words. I guess Annabeth felt it too. She switched on the radio. Some sappy love song blared out. She changed the channel. The song Annabeth and I called ours, State of Grace by Taylor Swift. Why? You may ask. Well, because the lyrics match our lives so much. We sung along for a bit.
We were just generally chatting then. Annabeth had also set up a few meetings with mortal doctors. I couldn't get myself to inform her that mortal doctors had already declared my future as unstable. There was something odd about my tumor. It was too small to trouble me, as of yet, but the doctors couldn't do anything about it.
I have no idea how Annabeth was being so optimistic. She was being so strong, stronger than I ever could be.

We picked up pizza from a drive-thru and continued on our journey. Annabeth and I switched places in a while. I had no problem driving.

It was a two day journey and we kept switching turns, eating burgers from the drive-thru, talking, listening to music. Not even a single monster attack happened. I almost forgot that I was dying of cancer. Almost. Every time I laughed it hung in the air, like some kind of sick joke. Nothing seemed normal. Well demigod normal anyway. It was like those weird hooded things from Harry Potter were around me. It was as if all the happiness was being sucked out of my life.

~Fangirl99forever

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