5 MONTHS LATER - NOVEMBER

I forgot how soft my Dad had become. Every twenty minutes of being alone in my room-or any room, he'd pop in and ask if I wanted these cookies he made-quite terrible ones if you ask me. I miss the waking up early, hiking up that hill to breakfast, silently laughing about The Lady's outfits, eating breakfast with everybody. Some meals we'd go into a deep talk about us, and what's going on, or we'd just joke around. One lunch was just us telling extremely bad puns and Dad jokes. Afterwards, doing silly activities, or talking with the gang, or even making out with Percy. That may have been the sneakiest thing I've done since stealing a mint of a department store counter when I was, like, 6.

"Annabeth, dear, are you okay?" His head peeked inside my room

I internally groaned, "Yes Dad, I'm fine" I mentally counted to 30 before saying, "Could you stop staring at me? And you could you please leave? I'm fine."

He hesitated, "Of course you are. Just call me if you need me," He waited for another minute before finally leaving

I rolled over for the 900th time that night. My bed was too creaky, and the sheets didn't smell like pine. The thought of waking up to my own house, walking down a flight of stairs for breakfast, and not walking up the hill.

It felt not right. It felt like I just moved here.

I swung my legs off the side of my bed, and grabbed my favorite-Percy's-hoodie. I tip toed across the hall, knowing one small sound would wake my Dad and he would run out heroically making sure his little 17 year old baby girl was a-okay. Wincing at the creaking when I opened the window, and struggled but finally made it onto the roof jutting out. I curled up, watching the stars twinkling, and the occasional car whiz past the house. Dry leaves rasped against the pavement. I snuggled deeper into his hoodie, the chilly autumn air blowing my curls across my face. Those same stars witnessed the night Percy and I made up the Horrible Dad club.

Percy.

My breath caught in my throat, and tears sprang to my eyes. It didn't help this hoodie faintly smelled like him.

I stayed there, watching the night roll past until the sun broke the horizon, painting the sky oranges and the lightest shade of pink dusting the edges. My phone buzzed next to my belly button. I rustled through the oversized hoodie's stomach pocket. The screen read 'UNKNOWN NUMBER'

I cautiously answered, "Hello?"

"Annabeth?" My heart melted just at the sound of his voice

All the air left my lungs, "Oh my god, I forgot how much I loved your voice"

I heard him chuckle, "I never forgot how much I loved you,"

I shyed away from the phone, "I'm lucky you can't see me blush"

"You're so beautiful"

I laughed lightly, "How'd you get my number?"

Percy sighed, "Long story,"

Shrugging-even though he couldn't see me-I said, "It's 5 something in the morning and I curled up on the roof in your hoodie watching the sunrise. I've got time"

"Well, I moped for about 4 months and a half, freaking my Mom out. She first looked through every phone book we had, but c'mon who has those anymore?. She called down Ms. Cuttingham-still unsure how she got her number-but never question my Mom. She demanded that Ms. Cuttingham give her your number that instant. It took forever, almost 2 hours, Mom said something and then Ms. Cuttingham finally agreed to hand it over. And here we are now, me with your number"

"Why did you just now call me?" I felt a tear slip down my cheek, I rushed to wipe it off

"I was afraid to,"

I laughed again, "Did Big Boy Percy Jackson admit he was scared?" I teased.

Percy didn't laugh, "I love you"

"I love you too."

"I wish I was there to watch the Sunrise" Something rustled on the other end, "Instead I'm here dreaming about you"

I burrowed deeper into the hoodie, "I wish I could see your eyes again,"

"Tell me about it. I can't call you anymore after this. This isn't even my phone, it's my mom-purely for emergencies only, and it costs too much on her, I've started working at a department store to help out with bills-she's saving up to go back to school." I could've sworn I heard him sniffle

I rubbed my nose, "A Seaweed Brain once said, 'If it's meant to be, our paths will cross again', and I choose to stick to that. I love you"

"Wise Girl, I'm gonna have to end this. I love you, and I will love you. Even if this is just a silly teenage romance or it's all just hormones-I still love you. And it's meant to be, and we'll meet up again. Trust me"

"Seaweed Brain, you can't be like this. You make it so hard to say goodbye. I love you. See you again sometime?"

"See you later, I love you" And with that the line went dead.

My heart dropped to my feet, as much as we talked about meeting each other again sometime-I knew it was the last I'd ever hear his voice say 'I love you'

And it shattered me.

And it shattered my dream of something permanent.

I guess Percy and I are just a shattered dream.

AN: I think I'm not going to write a sequel. I might leave this chapter here, and have it end.

(I might start writing the 1st chapter to see if you guys will like it or not, give you a preview)