Jason Grace was respected; He was who you saw when you though of suit and tie. Jason Grace was an accountable thought of the hard-working american man. Jason Grace was courteous; kind, affable, and civil. Jason Grace was a noble soul who embodied what we all strived and dreamed to be. Though in all of us and apart of what we dream to be there comes a downfall that breaks the barrier of hopes; and among others, this was no exception. Jason Grace, was Jason Grace.
"How about pumpkin decorations hanging?" Annabeth asked, seeking any type of suggestion. Percy continued to think, afraid that under the stress she was in, if Percy gave the wrong answer, Annabeth might get upset. "I think whatever you decide will be great, love." Percy replied while running his thumb over Annabeth's palm. She smiled, and then let out a small sigh. "Well, I guess it'll have to be okay." The blonde placed the pencil within her fingers and began to make note of what else needed to be done. "I was thinking," Percy started lifting his brow a little, staring at the way Annabeth wrote. "I Had something in mind, and i was- well, if you're not busy i- well if you could maybe stop by my cabin later because i-" Percy's words were jumbled and messy, struggling to find a way to convince Annabeth to say yes without giving to much away. The thought was simple; she'd smile and say "of course!" but getting it out was the struggle. "Yea, ill come by; but is everything okay?" She cooed with a hum and melody, reminding Percy why he loved her so much."Everything's fine, i just, i don't know." He smiled and chuckled to assure her everything was okay, but something seemed off, different even. He wasn't the usual Percy she knew who was giggles and smiles; his soul was distant, and his eyes didn't glow as brightly. His voice didn't flow as smoothly as the gentle ocean waves she knew; instead it rocked back and forth, and crashed upon itself, urging for the destruction of all around. "Okay." Was the most Annabeth could say while smiling through confusion.
"Annabeth whats wrong?" Jason asked while she sat limp in his desk chair. Her fingers found their way to a pen and paper as she began to scribble around, drawing coils that represented what she felt. "It's just," There wasn't anything she felt she could say that wouldn't seem like a petty issue. "It's nothing honestly, I'm just stressed over nothing, just thinking about the party tomorrow night and last minute things that need to be done." Behind her, Annabeth felt a pair of warm lips connect with the crook of her neck. Not a second too soon a pair of firm hands set themselves on her shoulders and slid the ends of her sweater down to the upper-most part of her arms, exposing her chest and shoulders to the world. Not a second to soon, the pair of lips made their way to the back of her neck, placing kisses along each spinal bone that stuck out. From there no time was wasted, and the lips made their way to her collar bones while an unknown force slowly turned her toward Jason, who was on his knees. While she was still turned slightly away from him, Jason took his time making sure he left no part of her shoulders un-touched. On each and every piece of skin he left kisses and tiny bites, claiming her as his. "Feeling better now Princess?"
princess
The words rolled off his tongue as if he has practiced it a million times. Since when were nicknames established? Even more important when was princess established. Was it something that was in the moment, or was it something Jason was trying. Maybe it was a kink? Whatever the hell it was, Annabeth was totally and completely lost. Annabeth swallowed roughly, and did her best to imagine the words has just been her own name. "A little bit." She half-smiled with a nervous aroma. Jason himself was slightly uneasy; 'princess' where had that even come from? Certainly not him, it was like someone had stepped into his body and chosen to pick those exact words. "Good." Jason said while standing up and placing a single kiss on Annabeth's forehead. They both sat for awhile occupying themselves with little things; Annabeth reading, and then switching back to making her last-minute party list. Jason, placing his glasses on and doing studying for Greek history. Little did anyone know, Jason did actually wear glasses; but he just chose not to tell anyone because he had a fear of getting made fun of.
When the sun started to slowly disappear And night was at brink of rising, Annabeth began to slowly move from her stiffen position and stand. Jason looked up from his book and stared at Annabeth with a mix of admiration and sadness. "Where are you headed?" Jason asked now standing and making steps toward the other blonde. "Well," Annabeth started, pushing a strand of hair behind her ears, "i was headed to go see Percy, he had asked me to come by and see him." Surprisingly, Jason seemed slightly upset, which was a shock considering Annabeth thought he wouldn't have cared. "Oh," Was all he replied with a raised eyebrow. Jason took off his glasses and turned around, placing them on the shelf. "Have fun." "Are you angry?" Annabeth asked furrowing her eyebrows together, and making her way toward the blue eyed boy. "No," Jason said shaking his head and looking everywhere but Annabeth; but she knew all to well the anger hidden behind his mask. "i'm fine. Why would i be mad." But rather than teasing him, she decided it was best to leave it alone rather than to start another fight. "Alright." Gently, Annabeth took his jaw into her hand and turned his head toward her; standing on her toes and placing a kiss on his lips. It was the first true romantic moment the two had shared, and it meant more than some could describe.
"So," Percy said adjusting his sweater onto his chest. "Have you gotten everything done?" Annabeth, who had gone back to her cabin to change, smiled in bliss. She couldn't remember the last time she had spend time with Percy like this. His hair was messy, like he had just woken up from a nap, and he wore a smile that showed how nervous he was, but joyed all at the same time. "Indeed i have; the last step is just getting it all up tomorrow morning." Their conversation continued on for awhile, jokes exchanged and smile wide and open. The two sat under the stars; and sat quiet, listening to the sounds of the sea and everything around them. Each wave jumped and skipped, as a duckling would playing with its siblings. The moon, mother duck, watched her children: skip, fall, and run among each other, laughing and crying among all other ducklings ran, and ran, and ran, until they fell, and one by one, they grew tired, eventually no longer able to play. Hand in Hand, Annabeth and Percy listened to the baby ducklings slowly fall silent, and their mother eventually grew dim and fell with her children; waiting for a word from anyone or anything. "Annabeth," Percy stated sitting up and looking over at Annabeth. "Yes?" Annabeth asked now sitting up herself. "I know that you're not a very lovey-mushy person, but i don't think i tell you this enough. Annabeth Chase, i love you. If i could make a list of all the words every created in human history, and circle every single one of them that we're you; i would have a blank list. No words or songs could describe my love for you, and no point on earth could capture your beauty. Annabeth Chase, you are my definition of infinity. When i think of infinity i think of nothing in comparison, i think of a void that can never be filled, controlled, or restrained. I think of the infinite wonders of space and how over the hundreds of years we have tried to understand and know everything there is to, we can't. No one can understand infinity and all her glorious beauty. And that is one thing no one will understand; She cant be tamed; nor defined. No amount of study or microscopic lenses can help anyone understand her. You are infinity Annabeth chase, you are a everlasting deck of cards that strikes no end. Annabeth Chase you are my definition of love, of pain, and infinity; and i would be lying if i said i was striving for anything more than what i have; because iv'e learned that if you're looking for something somewhere than where you already are, than you're not going to find it. It pains me to think the world will someday no longer have you, or that some people will never know you like i do, because Annabeth Chase you are an extraordinary person. You are infinate, and you are match that ceases no end. I Love You."
By the time Percy was done Annabeth was drowning in her own tears. No amount of 'im sorry' could fix the damage that she had created. Saying "i love you" through all that she had done would be as if she was laying with a smile. But eventually she swam her way out of the ocean she was drowning in and looked Percy in the eyes and opened her lips, but when she began to speak, nothing came out. "Annabeth, i don't understand, whats wrong?" Percy said while holding the blonde in his arms. Annabeth looked into percy's eyes, and took a deep breath, "Iv'e made a terrible mistake."