Love Has Its Rewards

Well, school started. Fuck! This was a fast summer, and I'm very pissed off about it. But, not the point of this. This is for another update for my fanfiction. I hope you enjoy.

Just so I let you guys know ahead of time, this story is gonna be coming to an end pretty soon. I'm sorry to disappoint you. I would like to write a lot more for this, but I have other fanfictions that I really want to start. But in order for me to start any of them, I need to finish up all my other fanfictions, including this one unfortunately, which will include this chapter and another or two. But while it comes to it's finish, I hope I was able to make it a fanfiction you would love to read over and over again.

So Joys of Memory Loss will be finished, as well as Sometimes, Popularity and Popularity Don't Belong Together will be finished shortly. Rebellious (Continued), while not too many people like it, there are some that do, and are waiting for and update. With that being said, I don't see any reason to stop it completely. If you're one of the people waiting for an update for it, I don't really know when I'll be able to. I still have the outline for it typed in my computer like every other fanfiction, but with school back, and me wanting to start some new fanfictions, it causes some problems. But, I'll update as soon as I can.

For Clash of the Immortals, the sequel for After The Titan War, It's not a terrible story. I've had no negative responses for it, but it's not getting as many results as I was hoping. So if you all could at least check that out sometime, I would deeply appreciate it.

I know, I'm most likely boring you to death with all this, so I'm just gonna stop with all that and get to what you really came for.

-1 week later-

Things have been pretty rough. I haven't really been hanging with any of my friends lately. They all've been trying to text me, call me, visit me, and even try to email me, which is something that they and I don't usually do anymore. They're obviously worried sick about me. They know what I did, and believe me they couldn't believe I just went ahead and throw away the love of my life.

Why should I be with him? All I've ever done was lie to him and make him live what was nothing more than a lie. I've been a terrible person to him and I hate myself for it. I just don't know how I'll ever be able to live with myself.

Anyways, I've been avoiding Percy all week. You can only imagine how much it hurts me, but I think I'm hurting him more than myself. I hate hurting him, but he deserves better than me. I just want to find the woman who will the one he can truly love, and who can truly love him back, just like how I love him.

Right now, I'm in English class. I'm constantly reminding myself not too look over in Percy's direction. I feel his eyes in mine and it makes me want to go over and hold him. But after what I did, I can't.

"Alright class, for today, I just want you to read the novels you picked for the class. Due to some recent events, I'm just gonna have you all read today. And I expect everyone to be quiet throughout the period." Mr. Blofis said.

Everyone got out their novels. Mine was The Hobbit. I'm actually a huge fan of The Lord of the Rings and The Hobbit. I think the characters in this are very well written. The plot is very adventurous and intense. I think it's pretty interesting how in this story, there's a dark lord who made the source of his power and life a ring and that the only he can die is if the ring is destroyed. And to makes things even more dangerous for everyone in this novel, the only way to destroy the ring is to destroy it where it was made from, which is the volcano Mount Doom. It's a very creative way to live forever. I tell you, Sauron knows how to spread darkness throughout the earth.

Right now, I'm at the part where Bilbo Baggins is given the watch shift by Thorin Oakenshield to make sure the men of Esgorath and the elves of Mirkwood don't try anything to cause problems for the dwarves of Erebor. The dwarves recently got back their home Erebor from the dragon Smaug. Thorin is supposed to give the men and elves their fair share of the wealth of Erebor so they are well prepared for the upcoming winter. But Thorin refuses to let them have their fair shares. The sickness that infested in his grandfather's mind, which is what caused Erebor to be taken over by the dragon Smaug in the first place, is now beginning to infest his mind now. He has full support from the dwarves, but not from the hobbit Bilbo Baggins. Bilbo wants the men and elves to have their fair share of Erebor's wealth so they can survive the upcoming winter. So in an effort to help them and to conspire against the dwarves, he steals Thorin's most prized possession, The King's Jewel (The Arkenstone). This jewel Bilbo is given to Esgorath's king Bard, and Mirkwood's king Thranduill in hopes that it will help them with their bargaining with the dwarves. Thorin values the Arkenstone more than all the rest of the wealth in Erebor. So if the men and elves have it, the scales of this bargaining will tip in their favor.

That is how it came about that some two hours after his escape from the gate, Bilbo was sitting beside a warm fire in front of a large tent, and there sat too, gazing curiously at him, both the Elvenking and Bard. A hobbit in elvish armour, partly wrapped in an old blanket, was something new to them.

"Really you know," Bilbo was saying in his best business manner, "things are impossible. Personally I am tired of the whole affair. I wish I was back in the West in my own home, where folk are more reasonable. But I have an interest in this manner – one fourteenth share, to be precise, according to a letter, which fortunately I believe I have kept." He drew from a pocket in his old jacket (which he still wore over his mail), crumpled and much folded, Thorin's letter that had been put under the clock on his mantelpiece in May!

"A share in the profits, mind you," he went on. "I am aware of that. Personally I am only too ready to consider all your claims carefully, and deduct what is right from the total before putting in my own claim. However you don't know Thorin Oakenshield as well as I do now. I assure you, he is quite ready to sit on a heap of gold and starve, as long as you sit here."

"Well, let him!" said Bard. "Such a fool deserves to starve."

"Quite so," said Bilbo. "I see your point of view. At the same time winter is coming on fast. Before long you will be having snow and what not, and supplies will be difficult – even for elves I imagine. Also there will be other difficulties. You have not heard of Dain and the other dwarves of the Iron Hills?"

"We have, a long time ago; but what has he got to do with us?" asked the king.

"I thought as much. I see I have some information you have not got. Dain, I may tell you, is now less than two days' march off, and has at least five hundred grim dwarves with him – a good many of them have had experience in the dreadful dwarf and goblin wars, of which you have no doubt heard. When they arrive there may be serious trouble."

"Why do you tell us this? Are you betraying your friends, or are you threatening us?" asked Bard grimly.

"My dear Bard!" squeaked Bilbo. "Don't be so hasty! I never met such suspicious folk! I am merely trying to avoid trouble for all concerned. Now I will make you an offer!"

"Let us hear it!" they said.

"You can see it! He said. "It is this!" and he drew forth the Arkenstone, and threw away the wrapping.

The Elvenking himself, whose eyes were used to things of wonder and beauty, stood up in amazement. Even Bard gazed marveling at it in silence. It was as if a globe had been filled with moonlight and hung before them in a net woven of the glint of frosty stars.

"This is the Arkenstone of Thrain," said Bilbo, "the Heart of the Mountain; and it is also the heart of Thorin. He values it above it above a river of gold. I give it to you. It will aid you in your bargaining." Then Bilbo, not without a shudder, not without a glance of longing, handed the marvelous stone to Bard, and he held it in his hand, as though dazed.

"But how is it yours to give?" he asked at last with an effort.

"O well!" said the hobbit uncomfortably. "It isn't exactly; but, well, I am willing to let it stand against my entire claim, don't you know. I may be a burglar – or so they say: personally I never really felt like one – but I am an honest one, I hope, more or less. Anyway I am going back now, and the dwarves can do whatever they like to me. I hope you find it useful."

The Elvenking looked at Bilbo with a new wonder." Bilbo Baggins!" he said. "You are more worthy to wear the armour of elf-princes than many that have looked more comely in it. But I wonder if Thorin Oakenshield will see it so. I have more knowledge of dwarves in general than you have perhaps. I advise you to remain with us, and here you shall be honoured and thrice welcome."

"Thank you very much I am sure," said Bilbo with a bow. "But I don't think I ought to leave my friends like this, after all we have gone through together. And I promised to wake Bombur at midnight, too! Really I must be going, and quickly."

Nothing they could say would stop him; so an escort was provided for him and as he went both the Elvenking and Bard saluted him with honour. As they passed through the camp an old man, wrapped in a dark cloak, rose from a tent door where he was sitting and came towards them.

"Well done! Mr. Baggins!" he said, clapping Bilbo on the back. "There is always more about you than anyone expects!" It was Gandalf.

For the first time for many a day Bilbo was really delighted. But there was no time for all the questions that he immediately wished to ask.

"All in good time!" said Gandalf. "Things are drawing towards the end now, unless I am mistaken. There is an unpleasant time just in front of you; but keep your heart up! You may come through all right. There is news brewing that even the ravens have not heard. Good night!"

Puzzled but cheered, Bilbo hurried on. He was guided to a safe ford and set across dry, and then he said farewell to the elves and climbed carefully back towards the gate. Great weariness began to come over him; but it was well before midnight when he clambered up the rope again – it was still where he had left it. He untied it and hid it, and then he sat down on the wall and wondered anxiously what would happen next.

At midnight he woke up Bombur; and then in turn rolled himself up in the corner, without listening to the old dwarf's thanks (which he felt he had hardly earned). He was soon fast asleep forgetting all his worries till the morning. As a matter of fact he was dreaming of eggs and bacon.

(The Hobbit, great and amazing story, but the sentences and wording in it are a bit weird)

I got so worked up in my novel, I completely lost track of time until I heard the bell ring at the end of the chapter I was on. I packed up my things and headed to wherever I decided to eat at. I haven't really been eating at the cafeteria over this past week. I didn't really want any of my friends to try and cheer me up. I honestly don't think anything can. Anyways, I'm heading wherever I choose to eat today, when someone from behind me grabbed me. You would I would scream for help, but I didn't because the arms that grabbed me were around my waist tenderly, and I knew damn well who these were the arms of.

"Can we please talk?" said Percy.

I wanted to protest, but I couldn't. Like I've said God knows how many times already, I'm never myself around the man I love. When nothing came out of my mouth, he just took that as his queue to take me wherever he was taking me. He led me out of the hallway and into an empty classroom. After we entered, he let go of me and close the door behind us while pulling the curtain down. Then he turned to and sat on one of the desk, venturing for me to sit in one next to him, which I did.

"Percy?" I asked, nervous on what was going on right now.

"You lied to me about us being together, didn't you?" He stated.

All I did was nod, not meeting his eyes.

"Why?" He asked.

"Because when I saw you in that accident, I was so scared. I didn't want you to die before knowing how I feel for you. Then when I learned you lost your memories, I thought that maybe I could finally have the opportunity to spend some time with you." I explained.

"How long?" He simply asked, and there was no question what he was asking me.

"Practically, ever since my mom died." I said.

"You know, I still haven't recovered my memories yet. And I believe that you still need to help me with that, like how you promised." He said.

"Percy, I can't be near you anymore. All I've done is filled your head with lies. I don't deserve you." I said as I was about to exit the empty classroom. Just as I was about to turn the door knob, he grabbed me by the arm and turned me so that he was looking at me straight in the eyes.

"How could you say that about yourself?" He asked.

"If all I've ever done was told lies, then how can you say I won't do it again?" I stated.

"Because you won't have to lie anymore." He said.

"Percy . . ." All I said was his name, because before I could say anything else, he kissed me. I was a tender and loving kiss. My eyes were as wide as golf balls now. As he kissed me, his hands, which were still on my arms, he moved to my face and rubbed my cheeks with his thumbs. I was completely lost now, cause this caused me to kiss back and wrap my arms around his neck, pulling him closer to me.

The kiss lasted for at least five minutes until he pulled away, still not taking his eyes away from mine. "We may have never been together before, but I think that's why I got in that accident in the first place, to find the perfect girl for me, the girl that knows me better than any other. Our relation has always been real to me and I don't want to any other. So Annabeth, will you please be my girlfriend?" He said.

Just by looking him in the eyes, I knew he was dead serious. He truly wanted to be with me, and after all the lies I told him and eventually admitting to him what I've been doing this whole time, he still wants to be with me. This was the most unbelievable moment of my life. I didn't know what to say. So I just brought him to me in a hungry kiss, just like how we had our first hungry kiss back at Bob Evans. This kiss lasted for like ten minutes. This was a very happy moment of my life, and I wanted to last forever. When we broke the kiss since we both needed air. I stared lovely into his eyes.

"I love you Percy." I said.

"I love you Annabeth. He said, bringing me in for another kiss.

And that's it for this chapter. Again, I'm sorry for not updating in a while. And I'm sorry that I need to end this fanfiction sometime soon. I'll have probably two more chapters for this before it comes to its end. I hope this was a good chapter for you. It was for me since I got to add a mention of another one of my favorite novels.

In case you're wondering, no, I probably won't make any Hobbit fanfiction. It sounds like a good idea, but I already have other fanfictions I want to start. So, in case I ever do, it won't be for quite a while.

But thank you all for never tiring from this story, and I hope I can keep it that way even when it's finished. Thank you again. And now, chapter question.

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