hello all of you in internet land! It is moi, RedHeadReader22 giving you the next chapter of assassin lover! So I realized that you guys do not know a lot about me so, I am going to change that! (Without revealing any personal information of course!) so here you go a couple facts about me, and them a new chapter to the story.
1. I am a red head (kind of obvious)
2. I have an unhealthy obsession with reading ( let's be honest her, don't we all?"
3. I am a competitive swimmer
4. I am extremely attractive
5. As you can tell from the previous fact I have a good sense of humour.
6. Although you may think the contrary (mostly because I never shut up) I would rather be alone than with people.
so those are a couple facts about me. I will give you a little more info about my personality. Enjoy this chapter and REVIEW!
Annabeth POV
I wake up smiling to myself, sunlight pouring through the windows.
Wait, this isn't my room. It's much bigger and grander, and this room doesn't smell like moth balls. That's when I remember everything from the day before, and I look to the left of me, and see a shirtless Percy Jackson sleeping next to me, his face buried in the crook of my neck. He hums to himself, smiling, like he just thought of something that makes him happy.
He is so cute when he sleep, the way his perfectly arched eyebrows furrow, and how his mouth is always a little open, and a small trail of drool is coming from his mouth. Who drools in their sleep? But when drools it just makes him look cute-,
no I do not like Percy Jackson, and I definitely do not think that he is cute.
I hate Percy Jackson, he is an assassin, and he kills people just so he can make some money. He may be attractive, but he is a bloodthirsty barbarian, and I am going to find a way to get out of here.
I look down at my body, and see that thankfully, I am fully clothed. Good, at least Percy didn't try anything on me. But he is going to pay for sleeping with me, and possibly trying to try something with me. So, I decide to give him a nice little wake up.
I lean down, so that my lips are inches from his ear, my hot breath on his temple. I inhale once, then leaning impossibly closer, I open my mouth, my lips parting and...
I scream.
I scream directly in his ear, as loud as I can. He jerks awake, gasping, then rolls off of the bed, and I hear a loud thud, as he hits the floor. I laugh slightly. Percy sits up, and looks up at me, his eyes flashing with fury. His hair is sticking up in different angles around his head.
But, when he sees me, his gaze softens, and I stare at him, confused. Even though I want to smile at how funny he looks, I glare at him.
"What did you do last night Jackson? I swear if you tried anything with me I will rip out your nose with my bare hands and shove it up your ass," I say, nearly screaming, steam coming out of my ears.
He just smirks, an eyebrow raised. He is obviously impressed with my threat. I've always had a way with words. Then he laughs, and I want to slap the smile right off of his face.
"Wow Chase, didn't know you had such a feisty side. As for our situation, I did absolutely nothing!" He says sticking his nose up in the air.
I roll my eyes, yeah like I would believe that.
"Sure Jackson, we just ended up in the same bed because I couldn't go another minute without being able to be at your side," I say my voice dripping with sarcasm. Wow, Percy how stupid do you think I am?
He puts his hands up in the air, an expression plastered on his face, as if to say, "duh!"
"Yes Annabeth, that's exactly what I am saying. I did nothing wrong. You were the one who wanted to 'get it on' with me, if you know what I , I did drug you after I kidnapped you, but to be fair I think that I am a very nice kidnapper. I am not starving you, raping you, or chaining you to a bed or chair. Plus, I gave you a very nice view to look at," he says, gesturing to his body.
I feel my cheeks heating up, but I push the blush down. I turn to face him, fuming with anger.
"As if I meant any of that. Like you said I was drugged, and I had no idea what I was doing. Anyways, you disgust me, and aren't that attractive."
I see a wave of hurt wash across his face, but as quickly as it came it was gone, replaced by his stone faced expression. Okay, the last part was a bit mean, and he definitely is hot, but at least it got my point across.
"Whatever you say Annabeth, it's only a matter of time until you can't keep your hands off of me," he says. Then he gets up and leaves, giving me a nice view of his flexing back muscles.
Boy, that guy gets on my nerves.
I walk towards the armoire,an intricate carving on the front. Twisting the gold handle I hope to find some kind of clothing that may fit me, even if it is boys clothes.
But when I open the door, what I see is definitely not what I was expecting.
The armoire is filled with women's clothing, from crappy sweatpants to designer dresses. I opt for something comfortable, but still appropriate.
I change out of my clothes from yesterday, which are now ripped and mud caked, into a pair of black leggings. I put on a flowing white three quarter sleeve shirt, and a pair of silver metallic flats. I then put on my owl necklace, that I was carrying in my pocket, a good luck gift from my mother.
Walking out of my room, I come to a long hallway. I go down it, hoping to find the stairs to the lower level, and when I finally find it, I let out a small gasp.
In front of me is a large grand staircase. When I descend down it, I notice that it doesn't creek under the sudden weight. The architect must have designed the support beams well, in order for it to be such a sturdy structure.
I come to the bottom of the stairs, and am now in a large foyer. I see the front door in front of me, and judging by Percy's stupidity, it is probably unlocked. I look over my shoulder, to make sure I am alone, and once satisfied, I make my way towards the door.
Just as I am about to touch the doorknob, I hear a voice behind me.
"It's locked you idiot, and I have the key. And, even if you were to get out, you would die before you find any sign of civilization, assuming that you don't get ripped apart by the beasts of the forest. Now come on, I made you breakfast." I spin around and see Percy.
He is wearing a pair of beige khaki shorts, and a form fitting turquoise v-neck tee, his hair somewhat brushed. The fitted shirt is showing off his well built muscles, and flat stomach. I wonder if he has a six pack?
I look at him, his eyes bright.
"You didn't poison the food did you? Because if you did, I will definitely follow through with my threat," I say, actually wondering if he would do that to me. He just laughs shaking his head. I will take that as a no.
I follow him through the house, not wanting to get lost. Finally, we come to a kitchen, that any chef would dream of cooking in.
The cabinets are light grey, and the counter tops are cream, probably quarts or marble. All of the appliances are stainless steel upgraded, and on one wall, is a large farm trough kitchen sink.
Above the sink is a window, with an absolutely breathtaking view. There is a small lake,and surrounding it is a dense forest. The way the sun hits the lake makes it look like some kind of magical mirror, or making everything look upside down. I am pulled out of my trance as Percy clears his throat.
He is standing I front of me, holding a frying pan, with an omelette inside it. He gestures towards the large island, where I take a seat on one of the bar stools. He sets the omelette down, and I don't even wait for him to sit, I immediately start to devour my food.
He looks at me, an eyebrow raised. Then he gives me a dazzling smile and says,
"Careful, don't eat to fast, or little Annie will get a tummy ache," Percy laughs, and I playfully a punch him in the arm. Then I realize that I am flirting with him, and I put my arms by my side, and resume glaring at him.
"Don't call me Annie. And you never fed me, so technically it's your fault," I say still glaring at him. I put my dishes in the sink, and turn to leave the kitchen, but Percy grabs my arm.
"Wait Annabeth, I'm sorry. Can we at least try to be civil with one another? I have something to do, but meet me in the foyer in an hour," Percy turns and kisses my cheek, then exits the kitchen turning down the hallway.
Why does falling for a guy have to be so hard.
Oh Percabeth! Wouldn't it be a shame if something happened to Percy in the later chapters? Cue evil cackling "I will reveal nothing!" And now ride off on broomstick. Please review, and also feel free to message me, just no bullying, minimal swearing, and well no stalking. Enjoy and I will now be updating every Sunday night, around the same time. Until next time,
xoxo RedHeadReader22
