drag me down with chains of letters

by emptymatchbox

In which Annabeth meets Percy in the most unlikely of ways: through her own, written words. / An arching drabble-series made up of letters. / The first installment of the Skewed universe. / Modern AU. / No gods. / T to be safe.

25. Annabeth, 14

Percy,

I've broken my promise not to come here and dang it, now I wish I hadn't.

I'm here, Percy. Here, at what you call your apartment. I took the cab to your address but you're not here.

Right now I'm standing in what is presumably the bathroom; it's abandoned- the tiles are chipped and the plumbing doesn't work. What happened here?

The apartment is completely empty, save for an inch of dust covering the ground and an empty matress in the corner. I just passed the kitchen, which is the only room filled with appliances besides the bathroom.

There's a little black puppy wandering around- should I feed it?

You aren't here, so where are you?

I was right. You don't exist. All these letters I receive don't, either. One day I'm going to look at my box filled with these just to discover blank pages.

I'm leaving this letter in the bathroom and if you're real, it'll get to you somehow.

Except you're not.

Annabeth

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AN: We're getting close. Thank you for sticking with me.

-EM