PERCY
"Percy?" a female's voice rang out. He turned,hoping it would be her.
But it wasn't her. It would never be her.
"She's gone" he said plainly,a hint of weariness in his voice. She sat down ext to him on his bed. He tried to hide his face under his dark hair,but it didn't work.
"Percy-"
"She's gone" he repeated. He never would be able to wipe those words off his lips. The lips that Annabeth Chase would never kiss ever again...
It was too much. He felt a tear roll down his cheek.
"Oh Percy.." she said,her eyes sad and droopy. "I-I'm sorry."
He wanted to slap his sister. He wanted to scream. He wanted to be alone. But at the same time,he wanted company. He sighed. He could never slap his sister,unless she was being positively annoying.
He turned towards his sister,staring at her between the strands of black hair tumbling down his eyes. Her face was streaked with dry tears.
"She's not gone Percy" she said,running her thumb down his cheekbone. "She lives in all our hearts. And especially yours."
Another tears fell from his eyes,but it was gone by the next second with the help of his sister's finger. He smiled faintly,and she pulled him into a hug.
"She would want you to stay strong Percy" she whispered in his ear. "So whatever you do,stay strong. Nobody will replace her. But I'll be here for you forever."
It was true. No girl would replace Annabeth. There was nobody like Annabeth Chase. But at the same time,there was nobody like his sister,Penny Jackson.
So whatever you do,stay strong