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I actually like writing Percy with someone else because they're so many stories about Percy and Annabeth having no problems with their relationship, and I like causing problems with them. It makes it seem more realistic.
Enjoy the chapter and do not kill me! I won't be able to finish the story.
Annabeth's eyes met mine for half a second before they trailed off behind me. "I'm sorry. I didn't know you had company."
"It's fine." I said. "What's up?"
"Just never mind."
"No, go on ahead."
"I can't say it... with her here." she said it with a digusting tone.
I raised an eyebrow for a second and I grabbed her arm, pulling her out of my bedroom and stood in front of her in the hallway. "Okay, what is your problem? Why do you hate her?"
"You wouldn't understand." Annabeth hissed, rolling her eyes.
"Oh, I don't understand. My girlfriend comes to me, saying that you're rude to her. What did she do to you that was do freaking bad?" I asked, my eyes glaring into hers. There was no answer. "She did nothing wrong. You're just too dang selfish to see it out for yourself!"
Annabeth looked at me for a second, like she had the urge to punch me, but she shook her head, walked towards her bedroom and slammed the door behind her. It took me a minute to realize what just happened. I just fought with my best friend. The one that I've known over seven years.
I heard footsteps up the stairs so I turned around and saw Christine, wiping her hands off on her apron. She looked at me and I didn't meet her eyes. She gave a small smile and told me it was time for dinner. I nodded, walking back into my room. Natalie was leaning against my dresser, her arms crossed above her chest. I shut the door behind me and sighed, looking down.
I felt her hand take mine and the other one lifted my chin. My eyes met hers and Natalie looked at me with those chocolate brown eyes. "I'm not damaging your friendship with her. I don't want to be the cause of that."
"You're not."
"It doesn't seem like that to me." Natalie's fingers intertwined with mine. "I heard the- well, it wasn't really a conversation, now was it?"
I shook my head, becoming silent.
"I know that Annabeth doesn't like me, but I want to have some relationship with her. She's part of your family and I don't want to be her number one on her hit list. I don't want to be the cause of ending your relationship with her. If you want to be her friend, I have no problem with that. It doesn't matter to me. I just don't want to see you or her get hurt because of this."
I stared into her chocolate brown eyes. "I just wish she would stop treating you like a piece of crap. I mean, why would she do that?"
"Not unless she likes you, and she's trying to get rid of me." Natalie suggested.
"I don't know if she does or not." I lied. I just didn't want to her feelings.
She sighed. "Why don't we get downstairs before your mom comes busting in, yelling at us?"
I nodded and kissed her forehead. I grabbed her hand and we left my bedroom, walking down the stairs. When we got into the kitchen, everyone was sitting at the dinner table as Christine put spaghetti on our plates. I sat down next to Bobby and ruffled his hair. He grumbled and looked towards me with a look on his face. I smirked at him and chuckled to myself.
Natalie sat next to me, but Annabeth sat on her left. My girlfriend just smiled at my best friend and she sent a sarcastic-smile back. My girlfriend looked over to me with her brown eyes widen.
Dinner went by slow and I did not enjoy it.
Frederick cleared his throat after what seemed forever of a silent conversation. Christine placed her fork down and finished swallowing her food before wiping her mouth. Bobby and Matthew were still eating until their mom gave them the evil-eye. Annabeth took a deep breath and took another bite of her spaghetti. I grinned at Natalie when she stuffed her face with the noodles. Her family never had meals together. Her father would be on his computer and her mother would be out with her shopping addiction.
I chuckled when Natalie tried to stuff more homemade food in her mouth, but she couldn't put more in her mouth so she started to laugh with her mouth full and everyone started laughing beside Annabeth. She was staring at her food like she didn't want to eat it. I patted my girlfriend on the back as she swallowed. Natalie blushed lightly as she took smaller bites of her food.
"It's fine, honey. Percy tells me that you don't get homemade food at your home." Christine told her, smiling.
Natalie smiled back. "Yeah. I just really like your food. It's like the best things I ever consumed."
"Thank you, dear." Christine felt extremely happy when she heard that. The twins would usually hate something that she cooked, and she never felt satisifed with her cooking. I think Natalie changed that though.
She grabbed a roll from the basket and took a bite of that. "Did you make this too?"
Christine nodded. "I did. I got them from a special recipe that my mom taught me."
"I wish my mom would teach me how to cook. She's just also so busy with her other friends and maxing out her credit cards in the matter of three days."
"Does she ever cook?" Christine asked.
Natalie shook her head. "Hardly ever. She will cook dinners on Thanksgiving and Christmas. She just usually gets like fast-food or something from a restuarant. We never eat like a family. My dad willl eat at his computer, trying to figure out what to do for the next day and my mom would eat in the living room with her shopaholic friends."
"What does your dad do again?" Frederick asked.
"He has his own business. He has like a traveling agency." she told them.
Bobby and Matthew felt left out so they decided to but in the conversation. "Can we ask you a question?"
"Sure." Natalie smiled.
"Have you and Percy kissed yet?" they both asked at the same time.
My eyes widened and I felt my cheeks get hot. I looked over at Natalie and her cheeks were red too. Annabeth wasn't fond of the idea and she was still eating her food.
"Um, why would you asked that?" I asked. "At dinner?"
Natalie took a drink of her water. "Yeah. I have to agree with Perce over here."
"It's just a simple question. It's not like he asked something else." Annabeth finally spoke in the conservation. No, actually the first time she spoke at all at the dinner table.
"I know, but it's still not something you ask, especially at dinner." Natalie said.
Annabeth rolled her eyes. "It's not like it's personal. Everyone knows you two have kissed. And how come you want answer anyways? I mean, it's not like you're doing anything else."
"Cut it out, guys." I interupted them. Frederick and Christine were watching in shock.
"Why are you getting mad at me?" Natalie asked.
"Because you won't answer a simple question."
I had enough. I slammed my fist on the dinner table and everyone jumped. Annabeth's grey eyes met mine and she could see that was fed up with the fighting between them.
"You. Me. Outside. Now." I said to her.
Annabeth stood up and I followed her out to the backyard. I shut the door behind me and she was walking forwards to anywhere.
"What the heck is your problem? Why are you always getting so mad at her?" I asked, walking towards her.
She turned around and faced me. "You know what my problem is. I hate the fact that my best friend has no more time for me! What happened between us? When we went into high school, everything changed. Your life. My life. We pratically had no time together these past few months!"
"Whenever I ask you if you want to hang out, you always says no! I try to hang out, but you're the one who always says no!" I yelled.
Annabeth had tears in her eyes. "No, it's because you want to hang out with your girlfriend. Not just you and me like old times. It's always- oh, Natalie's coming too. Is it all right if Natalie comes too? I'm sick of it! It's always about Natalie this or Natalie that. It's never about Percy and Annabeth! I miss when you and I would hang out. I miss when you would watch TV with me on Saturday mornings. I miss the old times where we would play chess. I miss the talks we would have about chick flicks and stupid movies. I hate the silly fights we would have. I miss the old Percy!"
I swallowed the lump in my throat. "You're saying you treat Natalie like crap because you miss the old me?"
"That's part of the reason. But you've forgotton the second reason." Annabeth's eyes stared into mine and they were glistened with water. I felt bad for everything I've done. I hate letting down Annabeth. She was my best friend after all.
"I'm sorry." I choked out.
She shook her head. "If you really were, you would know the second reason."
"Annabeth," I began. "I really am sorry for what I've done. I'm sorry that I've ignored you all this time. I'm sorry for everything, Wise Girl."
She looked up and a small, sad smile was on her face. "You remembered the nickname."
"Of course I did." I said. "I haven't forgotton everything, Annabeth."
"But you forgotton the one thing that we said to each other after we graduated from eighth grade."
I raised an eyebrow. "What are you talking about?"
"See? She's blinded you from everything we talked about only a few months ago!" Annabeth looked over her shoulder and sighed. I was about to turn around, but she grumbled no. "You know what, if you can't figure it out, then I'm not that important to you as you say I am."
"Wise Girl, that's not true-" my voice cracked.
She shook her head. "Yes, it is. If you really meant what you said and what kind of friendship we had, you would remember. But you're too selfish and blinded to see it."
"Annabeth," I tried grabbing her hand but she pulled it away in time.
She whispered, "Don't."
Annabeth looked at me for a second then pushed past me, bumping her shoulder against mine. I couldn't speak. It was like the words I wanted to tell her was making me choke. No, I couldn't even figure out what to say.
What happened to me?
Yes, what did happen to you, Percy?
I thought I did pretty well on the fight scene. I needed Annabeth to be strong but still sad to get the things she wanted him to hear out.
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