I sat at the kitchen table surrounded by papers. Luke was home, but he in the living room working on his laptop. We hadn't basically touched in almost a week. I just couldn't kiss him when I was thinking that he might be cheating. I just can't. The trust between us seems to have just died out. I am sure it could just come right back if we could just get this behind all this whole cheating thing. We really could get to what we used to be. Of course we could.

Annie, stop it. Now, you're scaring yourself. Just ask him. Just ask him! I mentally told myself. I wanted more than anything to just ask, but I couldn't. If I asked, it would make it real. Then he might get mad, and he might just leave. I couldn't let that happen. We had been together forever, and I still wanted to be with him into forever.

"Goodnight, Sweetheart," Luke walked into the kitchen. He leaned down to kiss me. I can assure you, I wanted to feel his kiss and know it would all be alright, but I didn't. I moved myself to avoid his lips. He sighed and looked at me. His blue eyes bore straight into mine. My stomach flipped. Luke put his head in his hands.

"Annabeth, this is ridiculous. I noticed that you have been a little odd, and I let it go. But, Annabeth, this it has been a week, and you won't even kiss you goodnight. I mean, what could I have done that was so bad?" Luke asked me.

"I-I don't know," I tried.

"You don't know? Is this about Percy?" he asked. I looked into Luke's eyes with a pleading look.

"No, no, this isn't about Percy," I told him.

"Then what, Annie?" he asked again with his arms crossed.

"I-I thought you were che-" tears were threatening to fall across my face. A sob choked the words that I tried to say. I looked back down at the blue prints on the table.

"You thought I was cheating?" Luke's voice was small. So small that I barely heard, but I did. I looked up into his surfer boy face that I had loved from the time I was seven. If I did say anything, no one could hear it. He took that as a yes. He walked away.

"Annabeth! We've been together for years! Why would you think that?" by now, Luke was way past the 'Sweet boyfriend wondering what's wrong' and into the 'Very very mad boyfriend'.

"Well, Jackie's boyfriend was cheating. And he did a lot of the same things you do. Jackie just got me worried," my voice was faint compared to his rants.

"You mean, Bill? We all knew Bill was cheating. Bill was just awful. You compared me to him?" okay, if it was possible, he was even more mad. I sat there in my chair just wanting to go back before he had walked in. I would have just kissed him and let this all go.

"Luke," I tried, but he wasn't done yet.

"Annabeth, all these years, and you don't trust me. This is just- just so," he tried to find the right words.

"Luke," I got out of my seat and rushed toward him.

"Luke, I am so sorry. I trust you. I love you," I tried. He turned his head to look away from my pleading grey eyes. Tears were falling by now.

"I need some space," he walked out of the kitchen. I followed him to where he grabbed his jacket. The door slammed behind Luke as he walked out. My heart was beating erratically. I collapsed into a crying heap on the floor. He was gone. If only I hadn't listened to Jackie! This all wouldn't have happened. We would be asleep in bed, unaware that this all could be happening. The tears rained down harder. A knock came from the door. I pulled myself together as I opened it. Maybe it was Luke. Maybe he was sorry. Maybe we could just kiss and make-up.

"Annabeth, I saw Luke rushing out the door. Are you okay?" Percy asked me. I couldn't hold back the tears. I rushed forward into Percy's arms. At first, he was surprised when this happened. Then he understood and clutched me closely. I let the tears fall without thinking about it. Somehow, I felt comfort as he clutched me in his strong arms. The tears started to dry. After he understood that I my voice was able to be heard, he looked down at me.

"Now, what happened?" he asked as I reluctantly left his arms.

"Luke and I had a fight because I though he was cheating," I told him.

"You thought Mr. Perfect was cheating? He isn't that kind of person," Percy told me as he followed me inside and closed the door behind him.

"Where have you been for the last week?" I asked. He smiled.

"He'll be back. Just give him some time," he told me as he sat on the couch. I stopped and sat beside him on the couch preparing for the waterworks to fall again.

"I know," I buried my face in his chest. He looked down at me and smiled. I couldn't help but let a smile pass over my face. Wait a minute. Luke asked me about Percy. Why would he do that unless he thought-? Oh my gods! He thinks that Percy and I are- God, no. Of course it isn't like that. I mean, for crying out loud, I love Luke, not Percy. We don't even seem like that. Okay, well, maybe I smile when I'm around him, and maybe I love looking into his sea green eyes. And maybe I feel sparks whenever we touch. Maybe. But that doesn't mean I would ever leave Luke for Percy. Of course not! What a silly thought!

"Are you okay?" Percy asked me with a sweetness entwined. I didn't answer. I was too busy in thought. He kissed the top of my head. It felt so right to be in his arms, but of course, he was just trying to be nice. It meant nothing. But I felt the urge to unbury my face and kiss his soft lips. I tried to ignore it, but why did I feel it?

"I have to go. Call me later," Percy told me before leaving. Why did I want to kiss him so badly? I loved Luke. I did. Of course I did. Didn't I?

I know it stinks. Just give me some time to get better.