Chapter 12

PERCY POV

One week.

One week without Annabeth. One week of sorrow, heartache, and guilt. How could I forgive myself?

It's all over. It's done, she had said and she has no idea how much those simple words haunt me. Speaking of which, my week was disastrous.

The first two days was full of crying and moping around. I shut myself from the rest of the world and cried. Just cried. Grover and Chiron came in to visit me but I didn't care.

It became worse on the third day. I felt numb. Numbness and nothing more. I lost my grip on the world and I just laid in bed, wondering if me and Annabeth could ever be a couple again. Grover bought me something to eat because he knew I was so heartbroken that I wouldn't give a damn if I ate or not.

The fourth day I was sick. Okay, maybe I can't get sick because I'm a god and all, but this was even worse. Like being sick from the inside when you can't even be sick, which doesn't make any sense at all, but it is what it is. I couldn't speak, eat or cry. The numbness was really ticking me off; aka, I couldn't stand it anymore, and I longed for the pain to return. I wanted to weep but I couldn't produce a single tear which is ironic coming from the son of Poseidon. Chiron came into my cabin to give me a pep talk on something about heartbreak and whatnot, but I couldn't listen. Chiron was my trainer for five years, and he was a three thousand year old immortal so he must have some 'words of wisdom'. But, I could only picture Annabeth's heartbroken face whenever I closed my eyes.

The fifth day, I was hallucinating. All I could hear was Annabeth's beautiful voice and all I saw was her stormy grey eyes and her lush blonde hair dancing in the breeze.

"For gods' sake, Percy!" Grover finally snapped, when he found out that I was just a perfectly groomed corpse just sitting here dead to the world. I wanted to respond and tell him to leave me alone, but I just sighed and went back to bed.

The sixth day, I had a very special guest. I was just wandering here and there in my cabin, when I heard a knock on the door. I ignored it as usual. People need to know when to give me some space. The knocking grew louder and I was getting annoyed by the minute.

"Leave me alone!" I yelled hoarsely and immediately covered my mouth with my hand. I sound like a sick goat who was just punched in the gut and was burned alive.

"Open the door or I'll have to break the damn thing!" a female voice yelled. Wonderful. I sat down on my bunk for a moment to gather myself, taking deep breaths and convincing myself everything is alright. I walked over to the door and opened it.

"What took you so long?" Rachel asked me, clearly annoyed. I just shrugged.

"We have to talk. Now" she said and strode inside my cabin.

"Hey, you can't just walk in like that" I said, but my voice sounded lifeless.

"Whoa, you sound like crap. I'll do the talking" she remarked.

I sat down on my bunk and clasped my hands together at my knees and waited for the lecture.

"You're not my type" she said and I jerked my head up. What the heck?

"And I'm not your type. I don't mean to mess up things, but I would like to stay as your friend" she added. Wait, is she actually doing this?

"Now, get your butt back up and go and mend things with Annabeth" she said, leaving me alone once again, to my misery.

I laid in bed the whole day, thinking about what Rachel said. I sounded better, thank the gods, but I was still broken. She was right; I need to get my butt together and go apologize to Annabeth. But will I have the courage to face her? I shook away the thought and drifted into a dreamless sleep.

Guess what? I didn't have to go and talk to Annabeth. She came to me.

There was a knock on the door today, but it was rather quiet, like they were unwilling to disturb me or something. It wasn't Rachel for one thing; I knew that in my gut. I opened the door, curious, and my heart almost stopped.

"Annabeth" I barely whispered. She just nodded uneasily and took a deep breath, as if she wanted to say something she didn't want to.

"Your mom. She invited us for dinner, remember?" she said, and I stood still as a statue. Why is all this happening to me?

"You're not going right?" I asked her, without meeting her eyes.

"I am"

"Oh"

"Will you come?" she said, her voice flat. How I wish there was emotion behind it. Hell, I'll even settle for fury. I nodded, not wanting to disappoint her anymore. I am in her debt. I would do anything for her after my mess up. She stood there, not knowing what to say. Man, this is so damn awkward.

"What time?" I asked.

"Seven"

"Okay, I'll meet you tomorrow"

She nodded and quickly left, mending my broken heart and maybe breaking a little, too.

[HEY GUYS! LONG TIME NO SEE. My midterms are FINALLY over (thank the gods) and I'm so happy to be updating again. Thanks for waiting patiently for like, two weeks! Sorry if this chapter is short, it's Monday and I don't have enough time to make it longer, lol. Thanks for the 1500+ views! ILY all!]

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