Percy's P.O.V.
Annabeth pulled away. We sat in silence for a few seconds. It slowly started to become uncomfortable silence. Around the time that happened, Annabeth grabbed my hand. So there we were, sitting in the dark, holding hands. She leaned over and put her head on my shoulder. I wrapped my arm around her.
"I really didn't mean what I said." She whispered.
"I know." I replied under my breath. I looked up at the sky. It was the darkest blue, millions of stars were shinning down on us. I relized then that everyone is their own personal night skies. Some people are all darkness, a sky without stars. Others have so many stars yet there is still some dark spots. Some people have scattered stars, like most nights. Stars can't shine without darkness.
Annabeth shifted. I realized she wasn't wearing a sweatshirt. There was a cool wind blowing through the park. "C'mon." I said. We stood up. She let go of my hand, I moved my arm. She walked next to me in silence. We walked to my aunt's house. I sat on the couch and she sat next to me, That's when I realized she was crying.
"Annabeth?" I asked. She jumped, like she just realized I was there. She wiped the tears away and looked up at me. "Whats wrong?"
"My friend from California called b-before I came to the park." She started. "She has leukimia." She said before she just broke down again. She hugged me. I wrapped my arms around her and let her cry. It was the best I could do. I lost my mom to cancer and it was the worst day of my life.
We sat like that for five to ten minuets. After that she sat up and wiped the tears from her face.
"Are you ok?" I asked, knowing the answer.
"Not really." She responded. "She's my best friend, I can't loose her."
Annabeth's P.O.V.
[earlier that day]
I was sitting on my bed, lost in the book "The Hunger Games : Catching Fire" When my phone rang. I didn't want to answer, or even take my eyes off of the page but I looked up out of curiosity. No one calls me. "Thalia Grace." the screen read. She was my best friend back in California and still is. I put my bookmark in and closed the book then answered my phone.
"Thalia?" I asked.
"Annabeth?" Thalia asked. She sounded like she was crying. I was guessing she was at her moms house, her mom was always abusive but she wouldn't let me tell anyone which killed me because she was my best friend.
"Hi. What's wrong?" I asked, expecting the usual answer but instead there was a silence following my question. Silence except for her sniffling which is the only thing that told me she was still there.
"I- I love you Annie. You know that, right?" She asked. I was getting worried. Of course I knew she loved me. We became friends when we were really young and she was always like a sister.
"Of course Thals, what's wrong? Are you ok?" Silence. Nothing but silence for many minutes.
"Thalia?"
"Ihavelukimia," She said very quickly. I almost didn't hear her. When I heard her say it though, time slowed and my heart broke. My best friend had cancer. More silence.
"How far are you? Can they help you, possibly cure you?" I asked.
"Too far. It would be imp-" She started to cry. I wanted to be with her, next to her, hugging her, something to make her feel better. But I knew that I couldn't do anything. I felt myself crying too, streams of tears running down my face. After calming down we changed the subject to things less difficult to talk to before she had to go. After she left I had to take my mind off of Thalia having cancer, it was just so un-real. I read until dinner but I wasn't hungry. I told my mom that I was going to Piper's for dinner and would be back tomorrow. She let me go but I wasn't going to Piper's. I had no idea where I was going. I felt tears stream down my face and I could hardly walk. That's when I found myself at the park. I walked over to the bench that I knew was there. Everything was dark and I couldn't see anything. Tears blurred my eyes and my face was wet.
"Are you ok?" A familiar voice said.
"P-percy?" I asked, suddenly recognizing the deep voice.
"Um, Yes." He responded. He stood up and I saw his tall silhouette. He walked over and sat down. "Who are you? You sound familiar but I can't see."
"Annabeth." I responded.
"Oh my gosh. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to push you away, well I did, but It was just so that Y-" He said, but I interrupted him with a kiss. It was filled with electricity, he tasted like saltwater and he smelled like the ocean.
[present time]
"I'm sorry." Percy said. "I know what it feels like." Most of the time when people say I know what it feels like they really don't, but I knew that Percy knew loss better than most people.
[Later that night (9:00pm ish)]
Percy's P.O.V.
Annabeth and I started watching Arrow again to take our minds off of everything when the door opened. It was usually un-locked but only my friends knew that. I expected Piper or Jason maybe, but the person who walked through the door made me narrow my eyes and a scowl go across my face.
A woman in a bright blue party dress and a feathery pink hat pushed her way through the door, an un-opened wine bottle in one hand and a six pack of beer in the other. It suddenly reeked of bad breath and smoke.
"Who is that?" Annabeth whispered in my ear.
"My aunt." I whispered back. A few seconds later a tall man in a red t-shirt and jeans came in behind her with a suitcase and another pack of beer. He reeked of smoke too. He had brown hair and brown eyes, a permanent frown on his smug face and a pack of cigarettes in his shirt pocket.
My aunt turned to me. "Perseus!" She said. "You never told me you had a girlfriend?"
"Well you're never around so I couldn't tell you anything if I wanted to." I mumbled under my breath. Annabeth smiled.
"What honey?" My aunt asked.
"She isn't my girlfriend." I said. She raised an eyebrow.
"Looks like she is to me." Said the man.
"Well she isn't." I replied. Annabeth was turning red.
"Why are you sitting that way then?" My aunt asked me. We were in a position where Annabeth was laying on my shoulder and I had my arm around her.
"Because I am trying to help her through something so if you don't mind, we'd like to get back to our show." I replied, turning back to watch the televison show.
"Don't speak to your aunt that way." She said. When I didn't turn around I heard footsteps coming over to me. I saw a hand raise, I pushed Annabeth away just as my aunt slapped me across the face.
A/N : sorry for not updating for a while. I know I said wednesday but it didn't happen. Sorry. I told you things wouldn't be happy for long. If u haven't done it yet you should check out my new story, "The Lost Boy." I've had the idea for a while now and I finally wrote it. I have another idea for a story about Nico that I might publish soon so bare with me. Have a great vacation guys! Thanks for reading!