Daylight saving time got me wondering why tf it's 1h30 am twice in the same day.

What is uuup homies?! Idk I gotta do shit tomorrow and I'm begging for Sunday not to end...

I sleep with a unicorn onesie. Chapter Seven follows this small confession.

Dommie, you inspire me to be a better person with each review that you leave in my stories... the 25th is hereeee! And thank you baby... I'd prolly love you too, whether you were a boy or a girl s2!

Fine, I'll do a Percy POV...

DISCLAIMER:

If you're under 18, this story is not for you. Contains graphic descriptions, cursing and lemony goodness, blah blah blah.

If you got here and you have no parental control on your phone/computer, read it at your own risk. I'm not your mother.

This is a set of prompts that I made into a story. Seventh prompt is 'Fight'. So here:

Chapter Seven: Fight

Day 18.

I threw my head back, resting it against the desk behind me and sighed. I pulled out my phone again, perfectly aware that the vision would be the same as always: no new messages.

A pair of fingers ran through my hair and I looked up to see no other than Juniper and Grover. He eyed me with sorrow and confusion. I understand his side, I never really told either of them exactly what had transpired, only the basic. That Annabeth and I weren't talking anymore and she was avoiding me like the plague.

"You okay there, Perce?" Juniper ran her fingers through my hair once more and I closed my eyes.

No, I'm not okay. I don't think I'll ever be. It was on the tip of my tongue, and I trusted these too. "I'm fine." And added "Just haven't been sleeping much, that's all."

"Is it because of the exams?" Grover asked, jumping over the table and sitting next to me "Because this class doesn't start until half an hour, and you're moping."

"Yeah." Liar, liar. "I'm worried about the Bio exam. The last few pieces have been fucking me up."

I sat up when I saw a windswept mop of blond hair. Fuck, it's just Jason. Great.

"Is that Grace?" Juniper frowned.

"Yeah, Thalia's brother. I heard he's dating Piper again." Grover replied "Do you wanna talk to him?"

"I have to. He won't let up instead."

I know this because Jason has been trying to corner me for the last week. Surely, by Piper's request regarding… Annabeth. And I have been able to evade him so far but I guess like all times my life is doing great, my luck runs out.

He climbed the stairs and fixed his eyes on me. "Jackson."

"Grace."

"A word?"

Both Juniper and Grover turned to me. I sighed "Sure. It's fine guys, go."

I watch them leave, Grover rather reluctantly. I know he's just trying to look after me, that's what makes him my best bud. And despite being one for the most peaceful people I have ever met, I know he would not hesitate if I asked him to rip a bitch. I gave him a smile and nodded.

Only when they left the classroom did Jason speak. And I was ready for anything. I was ready for a fight, I was ready for a scream, I was ready for an insult. Hell, I was ready to grab the chair next to me and deck him with it if he even raised his fists at me.

The one thing I was not ready for was what he did. He sighed and asked "What can I do?"

"What?" I finally looked at him. He looked tired, weighted down "You look like crap."

"Have you looked in the mirror recently?" I chuckled dryly. Touché. "What's going on, Percy? Talk to me."

"I'm sure you already know. Piper is the kind of person to paint a colorful picture."

"Dude, tone down the defense mechanism and don't insult my girl. Talk to me."

"…how's Annabeth?" I whispered.

"Surviving, to be honest. She looks slightly better than you, but I blame it on the makeup."

I smiled at that. Good. At least I wasn't the only one suffering.

"I don't know what happened, Jason. That much is true. Okay, yes, I got in a bit over my head before that last time, but I tried my best to apologize. I tried to make amends. I… I never meant to hurt her."

"You mean, you doing all Dom on her?"

"Great, you know about that too." I hid my face in my hands.

"It's hard not to. Piper is my girlfriend and Annabeth is my friend. Girls talk. You… really want all of it?"

"What do you mean?"

"Like… chains and…?"

"Dude, no! That's bondage. Just because I'm a Dom doesn't mean I'm into that. Let alone be into sadism." I shuddered "No, it's all about… control. Having the upper hand. Punishment when they start mouthing you off for me is teasing. Making them want to break for me. Making them beg. But never… sadism. No, I'm not into that."

"Then what happened?"

"I should have gone easier on her when she pushed me. I wanted to punish her, and yes, prolonging the build of an orgasm is borderline painful sometimes, but it gives to the thrill." He looked intrigued, so I continued, "When she asked me to stop, I did. And then I helped her… release the frustration. I don't know what I did. And last time…"

"Right, that one I know how it happened."

"Wanna share with the rest of the class?"

"Answer me something first." I reeled myself in "What are you?"

"Human…? What do you mean?"

"You and Annabeth. What are you? Do you even like her?"

"Okay, now you're just insulting me." I stood up "Did Piper put you up to this? Is she… I don't know, trying to get back at me for something I have no idea I apparently did?! Is this some kind of game to her?"

"Percy, sit down."

"No! You're accusing me of using her! When that's not even… if anything, she used me!" I was so done with this bullshit. I can't believe Piper turned my friend against me!

"Percy. Piper doesn't know I'm here. If anything, she keeps asking me to rip you a new one for hurting her friend."

"You think I'd hurt Annabeth on purpose?! Unlike her, that willingly came to me after telling me she wanted nothing to do with me, fucked me and left with nothing else but a goodbye!"

"Why wouldn't you ever hurt Annabeth?"

"What kind of question is that?!" I turned to him. This dude has lost his fucking mind, I swear.

"It's a question that I want an answer for, Percy!" he stood up too, and from the growl on his raised voice, I knew he wanted that answer. Jason and I had a history of going at each other's throats; even got into a fist fight once, but we know our limits.

"I would never hurt Annabeth! She's… important to me!"

"Did you know it was her the first time you were together?"

"No. But I found her interesting, so I went home with her. I don't do one-night stands, Jase. I never did. And when I found out who she really was… hell, it was a blessing in disguise."

"Percy… why did you stop talking?"

"That's a question you're going to have to ask her." I sat down, feeling drained. "I can't do this anymore, Grace. I'm done."

"With her?" I felt him sit down next to me.

"I'll never be done with her. But I am done with the drama. I can't keep putting myself on the line if she's driving a train."

"Why does that even bother…?"

"Because I've been in love with her since high school."

"What?" I saw the look on his face. That was the last thing he was expecting me to say.

"And the fact that we stopped talking… you're really going to have to ask her, because I tried. I texted her everyday, sometimes at ungodly hours in the morning, just to drop a 'goodnight', or a 'thinking about you' or even 'I hope you had a good day'. She was the one that stopped responding. And I eventually gave up trying, because her silence told me she wanted nothing to do with me."

"She… she came at you because of that girl. The one at the café."

"Calypso? Oh, that's just rich." I laughed humorlessly.

"Annabeth said you two were… into it. She was flirting, you were letting her. And apparently you two dated in the last year of high school? After you and Annabeth stopped talking."

"Okay, get your facts straight before you come at me."

"Share with the class."

"Calypso… is a girl that I met when I moved to a new city to finish high school. She was sweet, she was kind, and she was my friend. I won't deny that I dated her. I did, for a few months. But she was also my rebound."

"Your rebound?"

"Yeah. My rebound… from Annabeth. Be sure to tell your girlfriend that." I crossed my arms, watching a couple students enter the classroom "And she's dating Leo, so that's probably something McLean should find out first before turning Annabeth on me."

"Leo? My best friend Leo? No way, he would have told me."

"He's keeping it a secret. They're both keeping it a secret." I sighed "Your turn to share."

"Piper told Annabeth that she should get back at you for meeting up with your ex by having sex with you and leaving you afterwards. And never talking to you again, because Annabeth said she wanted to get over you."

"Why?"

"You've never given her clarity. About yourselves, where you stand."

"I've never even looked at another girl after I started hooking up with her. And she doubts me when she's parading down the halls with this Austin fucker?"

"She stopped talking to Austin the second you came back into her life." He looked at the door when she entered "You should talk to her."

"She wants me out of her life."

"You love her. You can't be out of her life. Tell her the truth, Perce. Trust me."

I looked at him. There was something in his eyes, something he wasn't telling me that was important, but I know Jason. He wants me to find out for myself. The class had started. And I knew I had to at least try to talk to her.

"Jason?"

"Yeah?"

"Does she miss me?"

"Does the moon disappear every month?"

"Yes." I bit my lip "I don't know what to do."

"I'll make it work. And I'll leave the rest to you." He placed a hand on my shoulder "Everything will work out. I trust it will."

I turned back to look at her. She tried to straighten her hair, but all she got were messy waves. She wore a white t-shirt under a brown vest, blue skinny jeans and black ankle boots. Her hand flew to her back pocket, where she kept her phone, and I saw her type.

Jason's phone buzzed. He opened the text and showed it to me.

Where are you? Piper said you were supposed to meet?

I'm with a friend. I'll let her know I can't today.

Should she be worried? Should I?

Nah, it's fine. It's a guy

Having fun at least? I know I've been putting a lot of pressure on you, and Piper hasn't been the most considerate girlfriend ever.

I'm trying. And I understand you, Annabeth. But keep in mind that I'm his friend too. It's hard for me to keep it from him, when I can clearly see it's hurting him too.

Have you seen him lately?

Saw him earlier today.

How was he?

Tbh, a mess. "Really?" I asked.

"It's true." He continued to type. Piper and I are not going to solve the situation for you, Annabeth. If you want to fix it, you're going to have to act up.

He doesn't want to talk to me.

There's nothing he wants more.

"Dude, you're making me sound desperate." I complained.

"Am I lying?"

"No, but–"

"She replied." He showed me his phone.

I miss him.

That's something you have to tell him, not me.

He hates me.

I can assure you, it's none of that.

How can I talk to him after what I did?

What did you do?

I think… I think I broke his heart.

Want a bandage?

Jason!

What? Look Chase, I'm done being the puppy licking at the wounds and patting you on the head! I'm sorry, but I think you're forgetting that he was my friend first! So you need to get your head out of your self-righteous ass and talk to him!

…what happened to 'I will not tolerate seeing my friend heartbroken'?

You don't know the whole story.

What do you mean?

Ask him. I'm not a pigeon.

He put his phone away and looked at me. I stared at him back. "My part is done. Don't fuck up, Jackson."

"Thank you, Jason." I smiled.

.-

It took almost a week though. For her to gain the courage or for Jason to insist it was the only way she was ever getting closure. Regardless, it was here. Campfire party on the ruins 15 minutes away from campus. I had been invited the second the word got out, and when Jason told me Annabeth was going to be there, I said yes.

I was sitting with the Stolls on either side of me and across from Rachel. We were talking, Connor showing me a bunch of tricks to swipe someone's wallet. I saw Jason's car park and the three exited it. I took a swig of the drink in my hand and turned to Connor's explanations.

"And to assure you don't get spotted, you just swipe it like this, and… ta-da!"

"That is pretty cool." I realized "Are you going to teach me how to pick a lock too?"

"I can if you want to." His eyes glowed and Rachel laughed.

"You are a bad influence." She replied.

"I'm a bad influence?" I chuckled "They are the ones teaching me how to hijack someone's credit card!"

"And you're the one letting them!" she passed me the bottle "I'm hungry. Do you want anything from the trunk?"

"Hum… do you have cheese fries?"

"Of course I have cheese fries." She rolled her eyes like I was crazy and then dropped her voice "I'll be back."

I laughed as she walked away, Travis gaining my attention when he pulled a locket out of his pocket and took a hairpin from Katie's hair. I watched as he twisted the hairpin with amazement, but someone cleared their throat. It was Jason, sided with Piper and Annabeth.

I smiled. "Hey bro. Did you have troubles finding the place?"

"No, Piper knew the way." He smiled down at his girlfriend.

"Hey Piper."

"Jackson." She replied in the most dry-ass voice ever.

"Annabeth." I gulped when our eyes met. Still, she looked miserable…

"Hello Percy." She nodded.

"Hey Jackalope, heads up!" Rachel shouted, and I caught the bag she threw.

"Thanks, Rache!" I gestured to the spots available around "Don't stand there. Treats and booze are on the way."

"Thanks." Jason nodded, and the three sat side by side on Connor's right.

"Jackson!"

"What, La Rue?"

"Get that pretty looking ass over here and help me with this before I beat your ass!" I grinned and stood up.

"You wish you landed a finger on me!" I called back, but I was laughing.

La Rue, Clarisse for the few friends, was a really old frenemy of mine. We tolerated each other, but we had each other's back against enemies. I walked to her as she was piling stacks of marshmallows and candies. I took some of the weight and she added a few drinks to my arms.

"You look like shit." She deadpanned.

"Thanks." I smiled.

"Is this gonna get in the way?"

"I'm trying to fix it."

"Try harder. You ain't dropping on me, Jackson." She glared, but I knew she cared.

"I've got your back, La Rue" I declared "Let me worry about my own personal life."

"She's got you wrapped around her little finger." She rolled her eyes and I glared.

"What the fuck do you know?"

"Not much. Just that you and some girl were hooking up and then you weren't hooking up, but from the looks of you she either was the best fuck of your life or she's got you wrapped around her finger."

"Try both." I sighed. La Rue is definitely not the person I'd expect this conversation from, but hey, she's still a girl. A very boyish and violent girl, but a girl.

"Get it together. Fix your shit and find a way, because I am not losing this year. We happen to have a good shot, and you're my secret weapon, Jackson. If your head is not in the game, I need to know. So I can pull another strategy out of my ass."

"I've got your back. That's not gonna change. You can trust me."

"I'll hold you to that." She gave me a scary smile and we walked to the crew.

I started sharing the food and splitting the drinks. Leo arrived in the meantime with Hazel and Frank. They sat down and I immediately pushed the bottle of tequila into his hands.

"You're the best, Percy! Oh, Cal is coming too, is that a problem?"

I exchanged a look with Jason, who gave me a guarded nod. "It's fine, man. Bring her."

I sat back down and Connor asked me "Who's Cal?"

"A friend. She's joining us tonight. Don't worry, she's cool." He nodded and started eating.

Fuck me. Of all the times and parties Leo had to invite his girlfriend to, this is the one she chooses to come to?! I was dreading the moment her car pulls up. But my eyes were either glued to the driveway or to Annabeth, who seemed to do everything in her power not to look at me.

I took a swig of the bottle Travis handed me. Shit, that tasted disgusting… ah, whisky. Obviously. He laughed at my face and I let myself fall into the joke. I was playing every scenario in my head though. How to get her away from the crew, how to talk to her, what to tell her… but nothing was ever good enough. Maybe…

Maybe I wasn't good enough.

"Hey guys!"

Shit.

I turned and there she was. In a pretty blouse and jeans, with that cute smile of hers. She ruffled Leo's hair and waited for him to introduce her. She grinned and winked when she saw me, and blushed when she was introduced to Annabeth.

She sat down next to Leo, who wrapped his arm around her shoulders. But Annabeth was already up in her seat and walking to La Rue's truck, shoulders hunched over and head low. I waited a few seconds and got up to follow her. Piper tried to stop me, I could see. But I also saw Jason grab her and keep her in her place. Thank you, man.

I found her near the ruins. Clutching to the oversized jacket she put on and head low. I took a step closer, and noticed her shoulders were shaking. Fuck me…

"Annabeth?"

"Go away." Her voice came out whispered.

"I can't leave you like this."

"So she comes here to rub it in?" she turned to me and I saw the tears in her eyes.

"She came here because Leo asked her to come. Just like he does whenever there's a party, or a group meeting. This was the first she agreed to come to. Don't ask me why, I don't know how her mind works."

"How the hell does Leo know her?!"

"If you stopped looking at your own bellybutton for two fucking seconds, you'd realize that Leo and Calypso are actually dating! He said so himself, if you hadn't bolted the second you saw her!" I was angry. Well, frustrated is the best word. I wanted to get through to her.

"She was all over you that day." She pointed a finger at me.

Oh, so you can't win that argument so you're gonna pull another point? Fine. "That's the way she is. She's flirty, touchy by nature. She's all smiles and laughs, and sometimes it looks like she's hitting on everyone, yes, because that's her way to be!"

"And you know all about her way to be, don't you?" she spat.

"Wow, you're all shades of bitch today, aren't you?" I rolled my eyes. "Yes. I know her, because she was a big friend of mine. She still is. She was there for me. And I thank her for that."

"Friends don't have each other's tongues down their throats, Jackson!" her tone was escalating, and I started shouting too.

"Oh really?!"

"Yeah, really!"

"Then why the fuck do you call us friends, huh?! When we've had our tongues down each other's throats and so much more!" I can't have any more drama in my life, and I swear Annabeth, you are grinding on my last nerve!

I could see she had no answer for me, so she went through the second best option.

"Fuck you, Jackson."

"Yeah, that's what I thought. Because you know we're more than friends." I bit my lip.

"You never said anything."

"You never said anything! And fuck, I thought it was a given!"

"Well, sorry if not everyone can read minds and be so smart like you, Jackson!" she was screaming at my face. Shouting, laying all her anger down on me.

And I know, I deserve it. I welcome it too, because damned be the day I lost you. But I can't get you back when you don't want to come back to me. I won't force your heart. But I will force mine.

"I'm done." I whispered.

"What?" she was shocked for a moment.

"You wanna fight, go ahead. You wanna push me, kick me, dump me again and be on your own merry way, be my guest. But I can't fight for you if you're locking yourself away from me. I can't keep trying to beg for your forgiveness, when you already decided you're not going to give me another chance."

"What are you talking about?" her voice was soft again, but I didn't care. I walked back to the group and grabbed my jacket.

"I gotta go, Rache. I'm sorry, I know you worked hard for this…" she smiled up to me and nodded.

"Don't worry. Talk to me later if you want, okay?"

"Thanks."

"Percy! Where are you going?!" she screamed, and I could see her brilliant eyes, glowing with the fire.

"I'm done, Annabeth!" I shouted back, opening my arms "There's nothing more of me for you to break. I can't keep fighting for you if you don't let me. So yeah, this is a goodbye. I'm just walking out with the little I have left after you took everything from me. Just like you wanted."

"Percy!" I hopped on my bike and drove away.

I don't even remember getting home. But I stripped, threw myself in the bed and all I remember is falling asleep crying.

I woke up with a jump. Someone was banging at my door. Groggily, I got up and went to the door, not really caring about my own state of undress. And she stood there, looking as beautiful as I had last seen her, eyes blazing. She didn't speak in the few moments we stared at each other, and I was caught up in her lips.

"The fuck do you want?" I snapped.

"You're a fucking asshole. You left me there like I'm the bad guy in the story."

"Aw, isn't that a pity?" I rolled my eyes "What got to you? The angry side glances or the muttered fuck you's?"

"You're an idiot." She spat.

"Do you feel better getting that out of your chest?"

"Why do you have to be such an asshole?"

"Why do you have to be such a bitch?!"

"I am not a bitch!"

"Keep telling yourself that."

"Forget it, I don't even know why I made the effort." She shook her head.

"Yeah, me either." You wanna walk out, fine! "Walk out. Like you always do when people get too close to see the real you."

"The fuck did you just say?!"

"The truth! You're scared of people finding out who you really are, you're scared of being vulnerable! So you do this every time. You use and abuse of what people give you with only showing a bit of yourself. But when they get too close for comfort, you push them away and walk out!"

"Screw you, Jackson!"

"Screw me yourself, if you have the balls for it!"

She pounced on me. Like a tiger. I mean it. One moment we were glaring and the next she was jumping on me and kissing me hard. I barely had time to catch her and keep myself from falling down. She was tearing at it, her fingers like claws on my scalp, legs tight around my hips.

Fuck this.

My hands flew to her ass and squeezed hard, a moan ripping at her throat. I turned us around and pushed against the window, kissing her as hard as I could without actually hurting her. She was putty in my hands when I put them on her. Squeezing, tapping, and massaging, she lost her shirt in seconds. She unclipped her own bra and kept on pawing at my naked skin.

"Percy…" she whispered my name, and I wanted it louder. I dropped her to her feet.

You are not leaving this place without me imprinted on you like a fucking hot wire, woman. I took a knee to strip her of her jeans, and she sighed when I looked up to her. Once her boots and jeans were off, I started kissing up her leg. Her hands were on my hair in a flash, head thrown back. I was in for the teasing though. I wanted her crying out my name.

"Annabeth." I called, biting the inside of her upper thigh.

"Yes?" that whispered whimper undid me. It actually took my breath away and, with one glance, I could see she was more than ready for me, no foreplay needed.

Good.

I shot up to my feet and turned her around, so that she was facing the window. One hand on her throat so that she was arching her body, head pressed against my shoulder and ass pressed against my dick.

"You want me that bad, Annabeth?" I asked, lowering my hand and pushing it inside her panties.

"Please…"

Her breathing was fogging up the glass. Her body heat, let loose and increasing thanks to my hand inside her panties. I felt her favorite little button and started fingering it, biting my lip at the feel of her ass grinding me. Fuck, I won't last long if this pert ass keeps rubbing me.

I pulled away and literally ripped her panties away. They broke so easily at the seams that her gasp of surprise sent a delicious jolt through my dick already up and more than ready to be buried inside her. I was pushing inside her in a flash, that sweet coming home waiting for me with a pleasant wetness.

"Ah fuck." I let out, pausing for a second.

Regardless of the times that we have sex, I can't not pause. She's so tight, always so wet just for me. Fuck, I love this. I love her. She squirmed against me and I took that as a cue to start moving. I took a deep breath and started thrusting. I pushed inside slowly at first, trying to accustom myself to her once more.

"Dam, did you get tighter?" I pressed one hand against the glass, steadying myself and the other found her breast.

"Ah–! Only for you…" she moaned and pressed her ass harder against me.

"You better." I growled and sped up.

Gods fuck, how could I ever let this go? Not just the sex – amazing on its own, yes – but the cry of her moans, the way her voice gains that gentle feminine trait that she hates so she toughens up. Her parted lips, so swollen and red. Her princess curls, that I love to tug on when I kiss her or when I fuck her from behind.

"Percy, please!" she cried out and I didn't realize I had started going rougher on her.

"Tell me how you want me." I whispered at her ear, nibbling on her earlobe.

"However you want, as long as it's you."

Wait what?

"Annabeth…?"

"I said, gimme harder!" she exclaimed, and I sighed. I did as she told me, feeling the coil in my stomach tighten.

I lowered my hand to her clit, rubbing furiously. She cried out and I smirked, moving her hair to the side to kiss and nibble and suck on her shoulder.

I know we must be an erotic sight from the other side of the window. Annabeth with her tits pressed against the foggy glass, mouth opened, and eyes squeezed shut in pleasure. And then me, moving behind her, trying to make her cum with me.

"Ah, ah, AH Percy!" Oh she was so close. She was squeezing me for life, trying to milk me dry like her life depended on it.

"I've got you, baby girl." I gulped, trying to hold myself back "You can come."

Her desperate whimper was the only cue I got, and she came all over me, taking me over the edge with her.

And I didn't even have time to enjoy the afterglow, because I shot up in the bed, calling her name.

I took a second to realize my bearings. I was sitting on my bed, in my dark room, and no princess curls in sight. My breathing was fast, like I had just run a marathon, and I don't even want to think about the wetness in my boxers. I buried my face in my hands and took a shuddering breath, plopping back down on the pillows.

"Fuck me."

I got up to shower, I was already feeling sticky. I threw my boxers inside the trashcan and hopped on the shower. The water was warm, and I felt instantly invigorated. Yet that dream was on the forefront of my mind and I knew it was my subconscious reeling me for letting go of what could possibly be the best thing that ever happened to me.

"Why does it have to be like this…?" I wiped the tear before it could fall.

After cleaning up, I dried myself and sought out a better set of clothing. Boxers, shorts and a tee. Meh, I don't have anywhere to be. I started cleaning up, there was too much nervous energy in me to go back to sleep.

Soon, the smell of pizza was the only memory of it ever coming through my doors, the soda cans had been dunked in the trash and there was a basket full of laundry to be done.

There was a knock on the door.

"The hell? Jason has his keys." Regardless, I went to open it.

And fuck my life once more.

There she stood, red-eyed and broken. I pinched myself to see if I was still dreaming. Nope, just miserable. She looked like she had left the party and came straight here. She looked down at her hands, twisting nervously, and I sighed.

"Annabeth." I ran a hand through my hair "This is not the time."

"We need to talk."

"Definitely not the time." I gulped.

"Can I come in?"

I looked at her and decided that yes, I was going to give her another chance to further break me, because it's not like I was already snapped by Thanos. Maybe I am a bit of a masochist…

"You cleaned up." She noticed with a look around the living room.

"Yeah, nervous energy and all." I sighed "You said you wanted to talk?"

"You're not gonna make this easier, are you?"

"I don't even know what you're doing here." I crossed my arms "You have been pretty clear in your statements to push me away. You're the one who keeps coming back, so tell me Annabeth, what's up with that?"

I saw her take a deep breath. What is up with her? I know Annabeth is one of the few people I know that thinks before they speak, but this much?

"I own you an explanation. And an apology, for acting out the way I did without knowing the whole story." She gulped hard.

"Aren't you a bit too late for that?"

"I hope not." She whispered "I'm sorry for jumping to conclusions, Percy. I didn't want you to… I mean, I didn't want…"

"Just spill it out, Chase." I rolled my eyes. She was making me nervous, even more than usual, because this time felt like she was letting me down softly and I hate that. I want my spitfire back!

"I wanted to hurt you then." She looked up to me, and her eyes were so stormy that took my breath away "I wanted to hurt you because that's what I felt when I saw you with… Calypso."

"I gave you no reason to doubt me or my feelings for you." I spat "I was always faithful to you, despite the countless girls that came and tried to take me away from you. I stuck by you, because I wanted to and because I wanted you to want the same. And at the first sight of trouble, you spit on my face?"

"It's not like that."

"Do you know how hard it is for me to watch you on the hallways always with a puppy after your tail? With all the guys going up to you, trying to get some of what you were giving to me? How do you think I felt, knowing that I couldn't just stroll up and punch the living shits out of the fucker that tried?"

"Percy…" she reached out to touch me, but I pulled away.

"No! You go and play the innocent act, that I don't give you a clear answer when you don't even ask the goddamn question. But you play and smile and let all those other fuckers come at you? Did it ever occur to you that you're hurting me too?"

"I never meant for any of it." she declared, taking my hand "Whenever they tried, I always turned them down, because I was still faithful to you. I wanted clarity on top of it all."

"I wanted clarity too, but I was okay with what we had because I was happy just having you. But even so, you still walked out on me after getting your head filled with shit from people who don't even understand us." I pulled my hand away from hers.

"Please don't say you're done." Her whisper caught me off guard. She was shaking, lip trapped in her teeth.

"I can't. I'll stay by you when you pull your head out of your self-righteous ass and talk to me."

"You were there." She gulped.

"What are you talking about?"

"When I was texting Jason. You were there. You saw the texts." She gasped.

I shrugged. "Doesn't make a difference in my book. You got something to say to me, don't use a pigeon. Now please. I need a break from all of this."

"Percy, don't walk out on me."

"Why did we stop talking, Annabeth?" I asked.

"What?"

"I just… I don't remember a fight or a reason, so what happened? Why did we break up?" Please give me an answer woman, so that I can actually move on with my life and give up on you.

She stood quietly for a moment. If you ask me, a long ass moment that had no motive being so goddam long. But when she spoke, she did so quietly. She first took my hand carefully, playing with my fingers. Then she looked up to me, and I swear she was searching my soul. Whatever she found was sufficient because she replied.

"Because I wasn't ready to love you yet."

A/N: Mhmmm whatcha sayyyy...

Next chapter will be the last one!

LoneeWolf :)