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After Being Drunk
Percy's POV
You know how you sometimes have a moment in your life that you can't help but wonder how you actually got to today, or how you can't help but wonder how you got in a certain situation? Well, that's exactly me right now. Here I am, lying naked on a bed that is someone else's bed instead of mine. Not to mention, a naked woman was laying with me naked to and who basically seduced me and had sex with me. But that's not all, out of all the girls it could be, it's Clarisse La Rue. This is so unbelievable, I still can't believe it happened. I guess it's like the old saying, when two worlds collide . . . BOOM! Hopefully, this night will be nothing but a blur to Clarisse. If she does remember though, she better just keep in mind that she was the one that started this little affair, not me. Speaking of Clarisse, well, she's still asleep next to me. I have to admit, she looks more peaceful when she's asleep. I actually thought that she looks like she's in quite a pleasant mood with the smile on her face. Strangely, it was a real and genuine smile. I thought I had her all figured out, but from what I saw in her eyes earlier and the smile on her face, I can't help but wonder if she's hiding something. I can't help but feel that there's something about her that she doesn't want anyone to see in her, and something that I may have caught a glimpse of just a little while ago. A lot of people say that I'm a mystery. Well, I just realized that Clarisse may not be so different.
I had no idea how long I've been in here with her, but when I looked at the clock on her night stand, it read 2:00 a.m., judging by the time, I guess I've been staring at the ceiling for about 4 to 5 hours. It didn't feel like that long though. Maybe I ended up passing out with my eyes open and I didn't realize it. You ever have one of those moments that you just stare at the ceiling of your room and it's like 10:30 p.m., and then when you blink and look at the time its all of a sudden 3:00 a.m. or whatever? I just had that right now. I guess our brains just have a tendency to shut down and have us pass out when we don't ever realize it. I was about to get up and get my clothes back on so I can leave and try to pretend that this never happened. But Clarisse wrapped her arm around me and moved so she was snuggling on me. She even placed her head on my shoulder. She was still asleep, so don't think this was something she was doing knowingly and/or willingly. I was tempted to stay, because what if she remembers? What if she actually hopes to find me here with her when she wakes up? I doubt that would be possible, but after what just happened, I have to consider all of my options and all the possibilities.
But then again, she is drunk. I mean logically, the chances that she knows what she did are pretty slim. I mean after all, being drunk is basically a way to black out or in other words, deactivate your brain's memory process. And now that I think a little better about it, when you're drunk, you're not really yourself anymore, you basically become a new person. I guess with that in mind, nothing has changed. While I do know for a fact that there's a part of her that I have found a glimpse of, it is probably something from being drunk. I don't really know. But I do know that's its best if I just leave now. Removing Clarisse's arm from me and gently moving her head from my shoulder to the pillows, I got up. I stretched my limbs out and then got my clothes back on. Fully clothed and stretched, I picked up Clarisse's clothes and just sat them on the end of her bed. Before I left, I made sure that Clarisse was comfortable. Carefully and gently so that I wouldn't accidently wake her up, I pulled her blanket out from underneath her and wrapped it over her. I made sure that her whole body was covered and that her pillows were comfortable enough for her head. Accomplishing that, I quietly exited her cabin and quickly made my way to my cabin. Once I was in, I just went straight in my bed and just laid there. I wanted to sleep, but I just couldn't. I couldn't stop letting my mind dwell on what happened. I wanted to just pretend that it never happened, but it's easier to say than to do.
Clarisse's POV
"Oh, my head." I muttered to myself.
I woke with the feeling like someone just hit me in the head with a hammer. I swear, that slut Drew is dead meat. I am going to cut her head off and throw it in the Pegasi stables. I am going to kill her. That bitch got me drunk and I just lost myself. I got up from my bed and . . . wait, what? My bed? How did I get back in my cabin? I looked around to see that there was no one else in here. Either I somehow was the only person to actually make it back to my cabin, or I overslept and everyone else was already out. I couldn't remember anything after that ice tea. As far as I could remember, I was at the party and never left. So why am I here? What happened to me last night? And . . . AND WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED TO MY CLOTHES!? I looked around to find that my clothes were on the end of my bed. Why am I naked? What happened!? Was I raped? Did someone take advantage over me? Did I take advantage over someone? I can't remember. I'm not too sure if I even want to remember. I mean, not just because of the splitting headache I have right now, but what if something bad happened and it's something that will haunt me? I'll find out later.
Getting up from bed, I went to the shower. As I made my way there however, my legs felt numb. They whole way, I had difficulties keeping my balance and trying to keep on walking. I eventually made it and was able to get the shower on, but I couldn't stay on my feet for very long. I eventually had to get on my knees and just sit down and let the water run down my body. I eventually got on my back and decided that I wanted to lay down in the tub. I really didn't want to get back up. I just wanted to stay where I was and just relax as much as I can. After lying in my tub for however long, long enough for my body to start pruning, I turned the water off and got out of the tub. My legs got back some of their strength, but not enough for my liking. I had to limp again as I made my way back to my bed. I got my suitcase out from under my bed and got out some nectar that I had stored in it. Don't bother asking why I have nectar stored under my bed. It's not a story you need to be concerned about. After taking a sip out of the bottle, I felt like my old self again. My legs were getting their full strength again and my headache was fading away. Nice that we demigods have such extraordinary ways of healing ourselves. Getting back on my feet, I grabbed my clothes from yesterday and threw them in the hamper. I then went to get some fresh clothes on. I then got my hair fixed and into a ponytail and got a pair of shoes on to head out.
When I opened the door, I wanted to close it right away. The sun was so bright, I thought I was about to go blind. The sun shun so bright that I had to cover my eyes for a few minutes. I had to shield my eyes from the sun even as I made my way to the dining pavilion. Man, I wish I had a pair of sunglasses right now, and a damn good pair at that to. When I got there, I started things off by looking for my friends. It was the weekend today, and we were allowed to sit anywhere we wanted on weekends. I found them at the end of the Ares table. I went to get a little breakfast, and made my way to join my friends.
"Hey guys." I said taking my seat with them.
"Hey Clarisse." They both responded and high fived me.
"So how was the party?" I asked curious.
"Your brother Blaze was quite the gentleman, so I was having a good time." Angelica answered.
"And you?" I asked Paulina.
"Well, Dash isn't really much of a dancer, but he is a great kisser. Even though it could've gone better at first, he definitely made up for it." Paulina answered.
"That's nice." I said.
"How about you Clarisse, how was it for you?" Angelica asked me.
"Well, no one asked me to dance at all, so I was left to do nothing but drink. And then Drew came over to me and somehow got me to drink a full cup of Long Island Ice Tea and I ended up blacked out from the party. I don't even remember what happened." I answered.
"Long Island Ice Tea? Is that why you were dancing with Percy?" Paulina asked.
I stopped eating my food at that.
"What?" I asked.
"Well, last night I saw you make your way towards him when he was just leaning against the wall. I thought you were going to harass him again, but then you ended up dancing with him when Jungle came on." Paulina explained.
Then suddenly, it came back like a train in a railroad.
-Flashback-
"Well, well, well, Prissy Jackson." I said as best and normal as I could as he turned to my direction.
"Clarisse." Percy said.
"Aw, is wittle Percy all alone?" I tried to tease, but it's hard to accomplish something when you're drunk.
"What's it to you?" Percy challenge.
"What did I tell you before?" I asked referring to earlier.
"Don't know, don't care, how's that?" Percy repeated.
I was about to go ape shit on his ass, but a burp came out of my mouth somehow. If I wasn't drunk, I would've been embarrassed, but I couldn't help but laugh. Turning to the table next to us, I got a drink that an umbrella in it. I put the umbrella on my head. Why, I'm drunk, what else?
"That's not really where that goes Clarisse." Percy said.
"Hey, don't skip on my umbrellas. You know what they say, let a smile be your umbrella, and while your face is a big cup of tea . . . I forget the point. *laughs* I forgot the point. Say Percy, you got any more umbrellas, ellas, ellas?" I said not being able to contain my laughter and ended up leaning on him.
Percy took my cup out of my hand and placed it back on the table. He was going to say something, but as soon as that shitty Jonas Brothers song was over, Jungle came on. Oh, how I actually love this song.
"Ooh, come on, let's dance." I said.
"What?" Percy asked in disbelief.
"I love this song and I wanna dance. I can't dance alone." I said.
"Okay, then why not dance with someone else?" Percy asked.
"You're already here." I said trying to start a dance, emphasize trying.
"Do you even know what you're doing Clarisse?" Percy asked.
"Hey, hey, trust me Percy, I drunk better when I'm dance." I said, and of course I meant to say I dance better when I'm drunk, even though that was a complete lie.
I just wanted to have some fun, I wanted someone to ask me for a dance. I didn't get that, so that means I need to take things into my own hands.
"Woah, leave no child behind." I said getting her cup back.
-Flashback ends-
I can't believe this. I actually danced with Percy Jackson. Being drunk is not an excuse. I cannot deal with that fact.
"Did anything else happen? Did he do anything after the dance?" I asked.
'I hope I don't end up regretting this.' I thought to myself.
"He better not have." Angelica said.
"From what I overheard and saw, he said that you were way too drunk to be at the party and that he was going to take you to your cabin to get some rest. Call me a lair if you'd like, but I think he was trying to help you." Paulina finished.
Well, that explains why I woke up in my cabin, but that doesn't explain why I was naked in bed. I know you all would probably expect me to think that Percy took advantage over me. But I already know that's not true. Percy taking advantage over me would probably be an option for all the blanks if everyone didn't know how he is. Percy's too soft and gentle to do something as low as rape a woman. Everyone knows that he's too scared, shy, and selfless to take advantage over someone. But I was drunk, so I can't remember anything. What if Percy was drunk to? What if he did take advantage over me? Again, it didn't all really seem like it was possible, but like I said, I have no idea what went on last night after that Long Island Ice Tea.
"You said I was drunk, was Percy drunk at all to?" I asked Paulina.
"All the loser ever did the entire time he was at the party was just stand against the wall doing nothing. He didn't eat or drink anything and the only time he ever talked to anyone was when someone came over to him. So, no, there's no way that he was drunk." Paulina explained.
"Showing up just to do nothing. Ha, what a freak." Angelica commented.
Paulina laughed at that and Angelica followed very shortly. I faked laughed again. I don't think I did so as well as I usually do, considering the fact that my mind was already thinking about something else right now. I was relieved that Percy was completely sobered when he took me to my cabin. That relieves me of the fear that he could've done something bad to me. I already knew he couldn't have. We all know he's not much of a fighter, even if he's the son of Poseidon. It's pretty much why he can never beat me and why he doesn't really succeed in much around here. As far as half-bloods go, he's more of a gentle soul. Thinking about how he prefers to live as a gentle person instead of a great warrior like everyone else here now out of all times, I can't help but feel a little more guilty and bad for teasing and harassing him. I enjoyed it at first, but after the Sea of Monsters, he changed that. I don't think he even realized that he changed me over this quest at all. That would be my fault. I just went back to being a bully to him so he doesn't get any funny ideas with knowing he is in truth better than me. But now thinking of how he wants to be a gentle soul over anything else, I guess he really wouldn't care if he was the best in camp or not. He's not exactly so full of himself like many other half-bloods I can name around here.
Ignoring the conversation Angelica and Paulina were having about the party last night, I turned my head to find Percy sitting alone at the Poseidon table. And believe me, he did not look too good. His eyes were bloodshot, he had a bit of a bag under both of his eyes, his sea green eyes seem to have lost some of their light and color, he looked like he hadn't gotten any sleep last night, and he looked like he was in deep thought. He also had his arms crossed and was leaning on them over the table. He wasn't even blinking at all. He looked like he was in shock and disbelief right now. I've never seen him like this before. I didn't know what was wrong, but I felt a sudden yet strong urge to help him. He looked awful, and just seemed so . . . I don't know, diminished. I was afraid that maybe he was finally broken. Maybe after he led me to my cabin, I ended up doing something to him that was completely over the line. A minute later though, a sight came in view that struck a nerve in me. Any idea what it was? I'll give you a hint. It involved a son of Poseidon and a certain someone I wanted dead.
This came out a little later than what I was planning. Oh well, no big deal. Hope you all liked the chapter and I'll update again soon.
