I'm back, bitches 3. I only have three reviews. It's kind of upsetting, but completely understandable. I was really looking forward to more negative reviews :( oh well. I love the three reviews what I got, despite what they say. This chapter probably won't make too much sense, so feel free to call me out on that. I don't give a shit. Review with any questions, comments, or whatever may have you.
Percabeth02: Hi, love. Haha, I often think of what you and TheAvidReader look like in person, too. I do think we could be amazing friends, though. Like, for real. And yes, what Percy said was 100% true. I just felt like Annabeth had to hear it and stuff, ya know? And let the record show that I am rather country. I live and breathe country music. (Until I go into my depressed stages, that is. Then, I only listen to rock, metal, screamo, and things of that nature). I'm looking forward to your review to this chapter.
Chapter 3
Annabeth POV
I walk out of the arena feeling like a total boss. I have to admit, I do feel a little bit better, but that doesn't excuse what Percy did. He had no right to bring Luke up in that conversation in any way, shape, or form. Luke is a grey area in talking subject matter and it's not in Percy's jurisdiction. I feel tears start to leak from my eyes when Grover sees me. He also sees the blood and starts to worry. He hurries into the arena, probably to see who it was that I stabbed.
I make my way to my cabin and pass a couple of other campers on my way. I assume they either see how I look or they see the blood on my knife because nobody tries to come up to talk to me like they normally do. And, to tell the truth, I am kind of okay with that right now. I don't want to talk to anyone or really do anything at all. Normally, when I get pissed, upset, or depressed, I would go to Percy. But, now that he's the problem, who do I go to? I don't have anyone to go to and discuss things with. I don't want to see Percy; Thalia is with the Hunters; And Nico is more Percy's friend than mine. There's nobody for me to go to. I could go to Malcolm since he's the closest thing to an older brother I've got even though he's my younger half-brother. However, if I do that, Malcolm might go ape shit on Percy, which I don't want to happen. Everyone has a choice to make and I guess Rachel is his. That, and if someone goes totally ape shit on him, it will be me.
I enter my cabin and see that nobody's in there. I go to the bathroom and put on something more comfy (i.e shorts and a sweatshirt) and then lie on my bed with my iPod. I browse through my music. I finally decide upon Broken Pieces by Apocalyptica featuring Lacey Sturm. I never see anyone come in or out of the cabin. I never hear anyone talk to me. I lie there staring at the ceiling for two hours without even realizing it. I look at the bedside clock and see that it's six o'clock. It's dinnertime for the rest of the campers, but I am too depressed to eat. I lie there for even longer, until I hear a noise.
I turn off my iPod and get up. I go to open the door, only to see nobody there. I hear the noise again. I proceed to leave the cabin in attempt to follow the sound and locate its origin, curiosity taking the best of me. As I near the edge of the woods, it becomes louder, making it quite evident that that's where this mysterious commotion is coming from. I venture deeper into the woods until I see what's producing this ruckus. That's when I happen upon the love goddess that fucked me over so badly, Aphrodite.
"You."
"Hello, Annabeth, darling," she replies in a sweet voice, portraying her as an innocent person.
"Don't you give me that 'hello, Annabeth, darling' shit. Don't stand there and pretend that you haven't done a thing wrong. You can't just act like you didn't fuck up something you worked so hard on for who knows how many years! Especially when it involves me and Percy," I say, completely losing it.
"Come on, Annabeth. Let's get real here. It was going to end eventually. You think you can have something permanent in your life, dearie? Percy wouldn't stay with you forever."
I take out my knife and start slashing at her. I know, I know. She's immortal, she can't die, and stabbing her won't kill her or do anything at all, really. I don't care. I just have to get it out. I manage to have my knife make contact with her multiple times.
"You know, Aphrodite," I start, "I can really see why Luke betrayed the gods now. I almost wish that I had joined him," I admit, my emotions getting the best of me. This is also the first time I mention Luke's betrayal without crying.
As soon as I say that, however, a big bolt of lightning comes down from the sky. I guess all of the gods were listening in on our spat. Zeus especially, apparently. I scream as a bolt hits me, then everything goes black.
Percy POV
I'm in the dining pavilion when I hear a scream that I immediately recognize. Everyone else hears it, too, though I doubt they recognize whose scream it is. I know that it's Annabeth's. I quickly sprint out of the arena to where I heard the noise. I run to the woods and try to figure out which way to go. I see more lightning pinpointing something, I'm assuming Annabeth, so that's where I go.
I get there and see Annabeth lying on the ground, unconscious. I note that Zeus is still sending lightning bolt after lightning bolt at Annabeth. He's going to kill her, I think to myself. I have to do something before the love of my life dies right before my very eyes.
"Zeus, knock it off dammit! You're going to kill her!" I shout towards the sky, hoping against hope that he hears me.
"Give me one reason as to why I shouldn't kill her," he demands as he comes down and appears before me.
"Well, for starters, if you kill her, I won't even think twice before taking you all down. I will throw every last one of you in Tartarus, never to reign again."
His eyes widen. "You wouldn't dare."
"Try me."
"Fine. Have it your way. Have your beloved Annabeth, but you better hurry to the infirmary before she dies. I gave her Hades."
Shit. He's right. If I don't get her there soon, she is more than likely to die. I pick her up bridal-style. I start out of the woods when something catches my eye. Aphrodite. Deep down, I know she has something to do with this, somehow. I glare at her, then continue to run out of the woods. As I exit the woods, I spot Will Solace in the crowd of campers that quickly surrounded the woods, ready for an ambush.
"It's okay, guys. There's no ambush or anything. No actual attack on the camp. Will, come with me. We have to get Annabeth to the infirmary. Fast. Or she's going to die."