Hey, here's chapter seven!
I'm guestimating that I'm going to write a total of 10-12 chapters, so I need one of two amazing songs more! Whoever comes up with the best one gets virtual cookies and 3.141592654!
I'd make more chapters, but I have another story that I've wrote two chapters for already, and I'm dying to publish it, but I want to wrap this story up first.
Highlight of the day: I saw some people cleaning up the mess after they hit a deer while driving. Several people were telling the people who hit the deer that the car damage wasn't so bad, while I screamed "YOU WERE THE ONES WHO KILLED BABMBI'S MOM!" and ran away. Still haven't gotten over it.
This chapter takes place while Percy and Annabeth are approximately 29 years old and married.
Percy POV
It hurts when I look at her. Every time I see Annabeth's face, it's as if she's not satisfied anymore, and it makes my heart break a little more each time.
"Have a great day Percy," Annabeth forced a smile.
"See you later." I responded as I walked out he door.
I parked the car at work, but I didn't get out, instead I thought.
Where did everything go wrong? We got older.
I miss the times when I was at camp, and Annabeth was the only thing in my world. Why couldn't she still be that one thing that kept me going every single day?
I sighed and headed inside. Days were getting harder to bear, and it felt like I was walking on life's road alone. Every single moment was stressful, and my heart hurt. I'm not sure if it was a mental thing, or if I was really phsically heart sick or something.
What the fuck is wrong with me? I can't even remember why Annabeth and I got married in the first place anymore. It feels as though our relantionship gets shit on, slowly breaking down by the second. I could've been a god, I could've been a hero forever, and the reason I said no seems so far away. Was I high?
My life would've been so different if I became a god. I would be care free and powerful, and I wouldn't be a victim of time.
At least, not until everyone I ever knew died. Annabeth was dying inside, and I can tell. But no, I could change things, and I would.
Work went by quickly, and I hardly was focused on anything I did. My head was somewhere else, back in my teens, when life seemed to be fast paced, and everything was all action and fun.
As soon as I was able to leave, I did, and I literally ran down the steps instead of taking the elevator because it seemed faster. I drove home at speeds that would have gotten my license destroyed, buht I didn't care.
I burst threw the door, startling Annabeth so much, she dropped her plate and flung out her knife.
I ran straight by her, and picked her up and carried her outside on the back porch, and she was laughing like crazy. "Come on, put me down!"
The setting sun cast an orange glow on everything, lighting the side of Annabeth's face perfectly.
"Percy, what's this about?" Annabeth smiled, the beautiful smile I hadn't seen for what felt like forever.
"Maybe I don't like feeling alone." I held her tightly, she smelled amazing.
"Maybe I don't want to be either," she sighed,as I put her down. "But it always feels like I am, and I'm wondering when I'll feel alive."
"What if we didn't have to be alone?" My forehead was close to touching hers, and the moment was tense.
"What if things don't work out well?" Annabeth forwned, and it was the first time she had really expressed that she was actually unhappy.
"What if we let go of the fear of it all?" my voice was soft.
My fingers felt their way towards hers, and we held hands, and the energy seemed to buzz.
"What if you'd dance with me?" I whispered in her ear.
Annabeth faltered. "I don't know... I'm not sure I'm ready for my heart to break again." She wouldn't meet my eyes.
"I'll admit that you were a better fighter than me." I offered, and she smiled.
"Deal."
It was awkward, I can't actually remember the last time Annabeth and I dnaced at all, it felt so long ago. I twirled her around, and I could feel my heart beating fast, just like hers was, just like it always did when we danced together. The moment was amzing, and suddenly, the problems in life weren't as bad. I was sixteen again, spinning Annabeth around on the beach, and she was the prettiest girl in the world, and I was the happiest guy. With that, we weren't dancing anymore. In fact, we were on top the king size bed, and Annabeth didn't have any clothes on. How did we get there? Give a fuck, it felt amazing, and I felt alive again. My head was spinning, and Annabeth was her gorgeous lively self again. How could I have gone so long without this?
When it all stopped, and I remembered what was happening, I stroked the back of Annabeth's back, drawing stick figure people with my finger. A reenactment of the battle on my birthday.
"Percy," Annabeth turned around to look at me, and her eyes glittered, but there was hurt behind them, "I feel amazing, but will this last? Wil I be stuck feeling like life isn't worth it for years?"
"I promise, never again." I touched my fingertips to hers.
"Do we really even belong together, I'm not sure anymore!" Annabeth's eyes were intense, and I could tell she was being as sincere as possible. She really was uncertain.
"Of course," I kissed her cheek, but she moved her face away.
She closed her eyes. "How do you know?"
"If my heart was a house," I whispered, "You'd be right at home."
You're the sky that I fell through
And I remember the view
Whenever I'm holding you
The sun hung from a string
Looking down on the world
As it warms over everything
Chills run down my spine
As our fingers entwine
And your sighs harmonize with mine
Unmistakably
I can still your heart
Beat fast when you dance with me
We got older, and I should've known (Do you feel alive?)
I'd feel colder when I walk alone (Oh well, you'll survive)
So I may aswell ditch my dismay (Bombs away-ay-ay, Boms away-ay-ay)
Circle me, and the needle moves gracefully
Back and forth
If my heart was a compass you'd be north
Risk it all cuz I'll catch you if you fall
Wherever you go
If my heart was a house you'd be home
Owl City- If My Heart was a House
This chapter took me a long time, and I'm aware that I broke one of my sacred rules...... no artist repeats, but the song's so cute that I had to use it. Don't worry, I've already punished myself for the crime; I listened to Party in the USA and The Climb for two hours, along with a half hour of One Time. That's how pissed I am at myself.
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