Percy
Annabeth tried to talk with him. "Dad, I-"
"Save it, Annabeth." He looked at me with loathing. "Get out of my house. Both of you."
I stepped in. "Don't you at least want to meet your grandchild? You're being really cruel right now."
"Oh, you're one to talk. You're the one who knocked her up. This is your fault."
As I suspected, all of the blame was hurled at me and Annabeth didn't even deny it. I've defended her in more dangerous situations. I took her hand and we walked out of the house when Annabeth's step-mom greeted us.
Her step-mom was far from sympathetic, but she seemed less mad than her dad. I didn't expect that. "So you're pregnant... Well, you came all this way. I'll see if I can talk your father into staying the night." She waved at my mom and turned around.
I hugged Annabeth, expecting her to break out in tears. "Get off me, Seaweed Brain. I'm fine." She pushed me away and we followed her step-mom to Annabeth's room.
I shut the door so that no one could hear Annabeth and I. "Look, honey," I said in the sweetest tone I could. "I know you're going through a rough time right now, but please stop pushing me away. I'm only trying to help. Plus, I have it hard too."
Since she patiently waited while I talked, I thought I had gotten through to her. I was wrong.
"You think you have it bad? Percy, I have to carry this child around, you don't. I'm basically being disowned, you aren't."
She started yelling, so I instinctively did the same. "I have to work overtime almost every day, you don't."
"You're fucking impossible!"
"Oh, so we're cussing now? Stop being a bitch."
She gasped. I felt extremely bad for it, but I had already gone too far. "Leave me the hell alone"
"Baby, I didn't mean it, I'm just worried and I-"
"GET. OUT!"
I left and had the door hit my back on the way out. I went to the bathroom and crumpled on the floor, weeping. I might be an idiot, but I knew that Annabeth had just dumped me.