Chapter 11
Annabeth POV
"Wait," Paris yelled, his voice echoing down the halls.
"Hurry up, he's after us," Piper shouted. "Not after us Piper, he's after you," I said. I could hear his sandals pounding down the hallway after us. "I know Annabeth, I feel really bad for him," Piper said, tears streaming down her eyes. "C'mon, I have a plan."
I perched myself on a chandelier and waited.
Piper stood in the doorway. She waited for Paris, who was pumping down the hall. "Why did you run Helen," he asked. "Paris, I don't think this is gonna work out, me and you," Piper sobbed. She was actually crying real tears. I sorta felt bad for him, but not as bad a Piper did. "What?" He searched Piper's eyes and then gasped. "Is it the blonde haired boy? Has he stolen my wife's heart? Are you cheating on me?" Piper sobbed even more.
I guessed out of anger, Paris raised his sword above Piper. She gasped, shocked, and stepped back. Before Paris could hit her, I swung from the ceiling and stabbed my dagger deep into Paris's back. It came out through his stomach and his sword clattered to the ground. I came around to face him and he stared at me and then at Piper.
"Helen, why," he said, gasping for air.
"My sweet, I did it because I, because I love you."
Piper kissed Paris's forehead and he collapsed to the ground. He smiled one final time and his eyes closed shut. Piper cried and I held her. Nico was back in the distance, waiting for us. He had a portal open and said through clenched teeth, "C'mon I can't keep this thing open for long." Piper said an ancient Greek blessing and wiped her eyes. She gave me a faint smile and walked towards Nico. We went through the dark cold hole and appeared next to Hazel, Frank, and Jason.
"Where is Percy, Lydia, and Lydia," I asked.
"We think they got separated somehow. I hope they're ok," Hazel said.