I Don't Wanna Live Forever

Percy and Annabeth just had their very first serious fight, and wished that it would be the last as well.

"You've been very supportive throughout, thank you." He snapped, sarcasm lacing through each and single word. Slamming the door of Annabeth's room shut. He had never once walked out on her before, whether as a joke or seriously. She had never seen him this angry and upset at the same time.

"I never thought you won't get in." She muttered to herself after the door clicked shut. Standing up and moving towards the window, she stood, hands on the railing. Staring out in to the darkness, her mind filled with thoughts about the recent events. As thoughts carried her mind around, the more she thought about their argument, the more enraged she was for some reason. "Well, it looks like you're stuck with acting." She scoffed at the window, talking to no one in particular.

She glanced at her phone, in which the screen had just lit up to display a notification. Not bothered to see who it was from, her eyes landed on the time. It was already past midnight. She wondered how long had thoughts occupied her mind. Sitting back down into her bed, the same spot where she had been when he slammed the door.

All that was accompanying her was the four empty walls surrounded that made up her room. Giving another look at her phone laying on the night stand, she thought of Percy. In spite of her anger towards his outrageous accusation, she would still worry if something happened to him. The fight wouldn't change any bit of their relationship to her, and she certainly hoped it was the same to him. She silently hoped that he would call back just to tell her that he was somewhere safe. Even if it was just to tell her that he wanted to end it with her. She just desperately wanted to hear from him to know that he was fine.

She then decided to get up for a drink. Stepping into the kitchen that was still uncleaned from the food fight earlier. A sad smile appeared on her face when she brushed her finger tips over the counter that was covered with flour. Her hands lingered on the water gun that was lying on the ground motionlessly. Memories and scenes of their playful fight in the kitchen vividly flowed back into her mind, she wasn't sure whether to cherish the memories now or expel them.

She reached for a glass and filled it with water, but when the clear fluid touched her lips, she changed her mind. Reaching up and opening the cupboard, she took out the champagne that Piper gave her after their wedding because it was spared. Staring the bottle and spinning it in her hands, she contemplated what to do with it. Then setting it down on the counter, she reached for the bottle opener and a cocktail glass, the only container for liquor that she could spot at first sight, and poured the liquid into it.

Watching the fluid flow out of the open of the bottle and into the glass, forming a layer of bubbles on the surface. Gradually hypnotized by the smooth flowing of the liquid, she was in a trance just by staring at the wine. The white foam slowly reached the top of the glass and overflowed, sliding down along the outside of the glass and dripping on the table.

On the other side of the city, in a small hotel room, Percy sat on the floor of his room next to the bed. His arm resting on his knee, a bottle of root beer beverage. He bought that with the thought of still needing to drive back. But when he looked at his phone and saw the time, he hesitated on his decision about driving back home. His mind raced and replayed every conversation he had made with her before he left, he tried to recall what triggered them into the fight.

To what he could remember, they were fooling around in the kitchen, because Annabeth was such a good help in baking. She was her distraction and that made him unable to focus on the baking, which led to why he was baking in the first place.

His girlfriend had told him more than once that she loved his food, but he never got the chance to make her one. Since he had just gotten rejected by the national swimming team, he might as well do something he liked to cheer himself up and to clear his mind.

But, she just had to walk in on him trying to cheer himself up and just happened to remember about his tryout results were due on this day. She asked him how did that go, and he thought of lying to her, but went against it.

His out of focused eyes fixed on his lit phone screen, he had no notification, no missed calls, nothing. He thought in vain that perhaps she would called him by now, since he was still not back given the time already past midnight.

He reflected on his actions, thinking that would apologies from him mend everything. Although deep down, he knew they were both at fault, but he felt he owed her an apology for taking his disappointment on her. Looking back at hindsight, their argument really were nothing to be mad about, it was just one lashing out and triggered the other to do the same. Percy started to think rationally. He squinted through the darkness outside the window of this small dark room only lit by the moonlight.

Annabeth wanted nothing more than him to just come home safe and sound. Hours had past since his departure, she had checked everything that she could to try and get information on his whereabouts, but she had gotten nothing. Tossing her phone elsewhere in their bedroom, she climbed out to their balcony, letting the summer breeze caress her face. The glass of champagne sitting beside her foot on the floor next to the stair.

Alcohol wasn't her first choice to how she would relieve stress and anxiety, but it would come in handy if the only person that she usually talked everything to had just walked out on her, slammed the door in her face.

Just as she finished and put down her beverage, a furry animal nuzzled under her arm, forcing its head into her stomach. She looked down at the interruption and find herself wanting the company of the dog. Benzo had moved in with them, since it wasn't exactly welcomed under the same roof of a toddler. It was Annabeth idea to take her in when Sally and Paul were concerned about what to do with it after Percy moved out of the house for university. Just a few days after she agreed to move in with Percy, she asked for the dog. Percy wouldn't say that he wasn't a little hurt by the fact that she cared about the dog more than his sister, but he was still glad to know that Benzo had found a home.

Percy wasn't exactly the animal type, but he had learned to like them since the introduction to his cousin's gigantic dog, Mrs O'Leary, the enormous black mastiff. Ever since the encounter, he had warmed up to animals, and had shown slight interest in them, however when Sophia came into his life, his interest towards animals and pets diminished.

"Hey there buddy." Annabeth mumbled as she stroked the back of the dog's ears. It leaned her head in to her hand, wanting her to never stop the massage. The dog wagged its tail telling her that she was happy and satisfied by the touch. "Wonder why you were awoken from your lazy nap this evening?" She continued to talk to the dog, just feeling like talking somehow. "You don't exactly like your real master very much don't you?" She chuckled, thinking of the times that Percy had called her and that she never answered to his calls, but whenever she called Benzo, she would be bounding to her feet at once. Percy had always been jealous of the fact that the dog he adopted liked his girlfriend more than himself. "I'm sorry that he scared you today, but that's not going to happen okay? He's never going to be angry with you." She assured the dog, as if it would understand a word she was uttering.

Benzo whimpered and whined when Annabeth took her hands off her head, dogs could sense the attention of the humans were. So when she felt that Annabeth's attention were no longer on her, she would do whatever it takes to get her attention again. It worked, most of the times, at least on Annabeth.

This time was no different. Annabeth looked down at the dog and put down the empty cup that she held up earlier for no reason at all, placing her palms on the nape of the golden retriever, it sat down next to her next to the stair. The heat in the night was still high enough to make its tongue stuck out. Normally, she wasn't allowed in the bedroom or even up stairs, but tonight, Annabeth was making an exception. Benzo just knew how to test the limits.

Sitting under the moonlight until she felt her eyelid draping and her brain no longer functioning properly like it would normally, she stood up, picking up her empty wine glass and walking back into her room. Benzo followed, and she slid shut the glass door behind her, locking it before puling the curtains over.

Gently putting the wine glass on the nightstand, because she was not bothered to put it back in place, she changed into her pajamas and flopped on to bed, trying to get some sleep in the middle of the night. However she wanted and tried to fall asleep, the memories and conversations between her and Percy just flow back into her mind like nightmares, haunting her whenever she closed her eyes and let her mind wonder off.

Finally, she gave up on sleeping. She stood up and opened the curtains, letting the moonlight shone into the floor of the room once again. Annabeth strolled to her desk and sat down in the wooden chair. Her hand rested on the metallic laptop lid, itching to open it, although she had absolutely no idea what she would do with the screen. In the end, her subconsciousness took control, they led her to a movie downloaded in her computer. The sound was turned very lowly, because she couldn't afford listening to loudness, because she wasn't even sure if she wanted to listen to the characters in the movie speak. Quietness in the room suited her and her current mood.

Halfway through the movie, she still had no idea what it was about, let alone the name of the movie; she had not been paying any attention to it for the past hour or so. Percy suddenly appeared behind Annabeth who had a movie opened in front of her, though she wasn't watching, but she also didn't know about Percy behind her.

Then she wondered out loud out of the blue, completely irrelevant to the movie that was playing in the background, "I wonder how people have sex in the shower."

"Want me to show you?" A male's voice behind her startled her, she jumped up from the chair and stared at the speaker. Seeing that it was Percy, she relaxed; seeing that his face showed no trace of their fight earlier whatsoever, she melted in ti=o his warm smile. Without any second thought, she whispered.

"Sure."

"I thought you knew better than me." He continued to tease her slightly. "You're the one who read all three books of Fifty Shades Trilogy."

"Hey, you're the one who watched all three movies." Roaming her hands over his strongly built chest and abdominal, she traced the lines of his abs absently while admiring the his firm jaw. The water trailing down his high cheekbones, dripping down from his raven black hair, shielding his deep sea-green eyes slightly. She had always found his eyes attractive, the wet hair just made him even more sexy and hot.

Too lost in staring at his figure in the steam, it took her awhile to recognize the voice coming out of his moving lips.

"Hmm… But I thought the books' descriptions are more… Let's say- detailed."

She could only smile at that point, no matter how she wanted to say something back as a snarky remark.

The sun was already climbing up hill, but none of the two felt tired. All of their tiredness were gone the moment Percy interrupted Annabeth's thoughts, when he appeared at the doorway making her jump up from her seat when she was staring at the computer screen as the movie played as background.

As promised, they hit the shower together. It wasn't their first time, and they promised to not let that be the last.

"It's way past midnight." Annabeth whispered against his lips.

"I"m not tired." Percy thought for a moment and replied.

"You should shower, you smell of root beer." She giggled.

"And I see you've opened that bottle of champagne. You have a stronger liquor smell than I do." He replied with the same glint in his eyes. "Join me?"

"Are you seducing me?"

"Do I have to seduce my own girlfriend to shower with me?"

"Then what do you call it?"

"An invitation." He said after a moment of thought. She didn't react for a second, but then launched herself on him, swinging her arms around his neck and wrapping her legs around his waist.

"Well then, I accept." She grabbed his face and said between kisses. He grinned triumphantly.

"Wanna play?" He asked, playfully.

"How?" She replied in the same sexy and playfulness.

"How do you want it to be?"

"How experienced are you then?" Her witty comeback caught him off guard the second time in that short period of time.

"Hm… I can show you." He suggested, wiggling his eyebrows suggestively.

"Show me then. Let's see who's better."

"Challenge accepted."


A/N: I initially planned to let you people review and guess what song is this story based on or inspired from, but on second thought, I realized that you won't get the answer if I do the same for the next one, so I decided to just keep it as a normal song fiction and take out the interaction with the readers part. Lol.

This chapter may appears to be short, and it is (very short), I admit, but that's only because I have another one prepared (probably about the same length, more or less), and I am also planning to promote another short story of mine using the opportunity here. So at some point in some chapter, a very short sneak peak will be displayed for the stories that I will be completing (but not yet posting); just to get you interested. I was thinking of making the last part steamy and a little more higher rated part, like a M Rated section, but then realized that this story is rated T, so I can't really do much about it, so I gave up on the lemon scene, and just suggested in the last bit through their conversations. I'm sorry if any one of you wanted one, I'll include one in a M Rated story next time.

About the reviews and comments. Since it's a bonus chapter, I will not be replying to the reviews publicly, although I am thankful for all of them and I loved everyone of them. There will be a final chapter, which will be used for dedication to all reviewers throughout the story and reply to the comments and reviews to all three chapters (the last official chapter and the two bonus chapters), also to include the sneak peak of the other stories of mine (posted or not).

The second bonus will probably as long as this one, and it'll probably be posted sometime during the weekend. The very ver last chapter- which is nonfiction- will be posted on Monday (my time).