Shit is slowly getting real, as you all can see. Thank you all again for your support, and I hope you all like the next chapter.
The Truth Will Set You Free
Clarisse's POV
"Clarisse . . . you're pregnant." Haley said.
I froze in place at this, as did my friends. How could this happen? I'm with child. I'm carrying a baby. But how? How could this happen to me? How can I be pregnant? It doesn't make any sense. I can't be pregnant. I – I just can't be. There must be some mistake. I've never had sex before, so there's no way I could be pregnant.
"Clarisse is pregnant?" Paulina asked shocked.
"Yes, she's carrying a baby." Haley answered.
"No, there must be a mistake. I can't be pregnant. I've never even had sex before. There's no way I can be pregnant." I urged.
"I'm afraid your test results would have to disagree. You see, I ran a pregnancy test which requires a sample of either your urine or blood and the results were positive. Plus randomly throwing up is also a sign of pregnancy. Regardless of whether you recall ever having any sexual activity or not or even had a sperm donation given to you, whatever the cause of this is, I'm afraid you are carrying a baby. I even have the test results right here." Haley explained handing me the pregnancy test.
I took the test and found that she was right. She actually wasn't lying to me. The results were indeed positive, I really was pregnant. With trembling hands I dropped the test results and let them land on the ground. I was beyond shocked.
"How can she be pregnant?" Angelica asked.
"She clearly had some sexual activity, whether she remembers or not, and that resolved into her having a child. Unless she intends to get an abortion, this is what she will have to live with. Now you'll have to excuse me, but I have a son of Apollo I need to tend, so I'm afraid I must ask you to walk out please." Haley said turning and leaving.
Angelica, Paulina, and I all walked out of the infirmary in silence. We just made our way to the Ares table at the pavilion. I had no idea what to do. I had no idea how I was going to get through this or how it happened. But I have to find out. No matter what though, I did know one thing, I am not getting an abortion. I will not kill this baby. I may not know how I got this baby or from whom, but I will not get an abortion. Whether I want it or not doesn't change the fact that it's still my child. I'm this child's mother, and I refuse to let anything terrible happen to my child.
"So, what're you gonna do about this?" Angelica asked.
"Whatever I decide, getting an abortion will not be an option." I answered.
"You know, you don't have to worry about having a child." Paulina suggested.
"I am not getting an abortion." I said knowing exactly what she was talking about.
"Clarisse, you do know this is gonna most likely ruin your reputation here right?" Angelica asked.
"It's just an innocent baby." I said placing my hand on my abdomen.
"Clarisse, this will interfere with your reputation of being camp's strongest demigod. This will also ruin our reputation as the best trio in camp as well. Everything that we've ever worked for will be ruined because of this." Paulina said.
"Well, maybe on Clarisse's side of thing, but maybe not ours Paulina." Angelica said.
"Either way, I'd rather not take any chances." Paulina said.
"Guys, you really don't think I know where this is gonna lead me? And do you really think I asked for this to happen? You seriously think I planned for this to happen? I didn't ask for this to happen. But it did, and I have to deal with it. This is already hard enough guys." I explained.
"That still means you need to find out how you're going to fix this." Angelica said.
"And another thing, how do you expect your father to react to this when he finds out?" Paulina asked.
The very second she asked me that, I really wished she didn't. My father, the god of war isn't really the greatest person to ever be around. The one thing that really makes it a bad thing to be his son or daughter is that he doesn't exactly make a loving or caring father. For the most part, he pretty much only cares about his children making him look good, set an example of how he should be considered an important god of Olympus. Out of all his children, he always expected so much, maybe even the most, out of me. I am after all the daughter of his that was voted the best demigod in all of camp. Losing that glory is something he would not happy about one bit. Just the thought of him finding out that I'm pregnant makes me feel sick.
"I need to be alone." I said getting up and heading away from Angelica and Paulina.
My original intent was to just head into my cabin, but as I walked along, my mind began wondering about something. I couldn't help wondering how I could possibly have the baby that is growing inside of me. I couldn't remember me ever having any sexual activity with anyone. I couldn't remember me doing such a thing, just like how I . . . just like how I don't really remember what happened to me the night of the party. Could this be Percy's baby? Could Percy be the one who got me pregnant? Did I have sex with Percy Jackson? I can't believe that this could actually be Percy's child as well, but, he's the only person I can really think of with the possibility of him being the father of my child right now. What happened that night? And is that why Percy has been so unusual lately? Is that why he hasn't really been the same as he usually would be, because of something that happened that night? I had no idea. But I had to find out what. Percy Jackson, what have you been hiding from me?
Percy's POV
After my brotherly competition with Tyson, I decided to just lay down and relax for a little while and get back to listening to some Five Finger Death Punch. I decided to listen to their album War Is the Answer. And while listening to my music, I couldn't help but let my mind wonder on what happened today. Am I truly ready to forgive Tyson? Am I even angry at Tyson at all? I don't really know anymore. I know I'm angry at Poseidon for ignoring me and seeming to only care for Tyson and not me. I was also angry at Tyson for being a son of Poseidon like me, because it seems that Poseidon values the life of one of his kids instead of equally valuing the lives of all his children just like how any father should for his children. But, it isn't exactly Tyson's fault for being born as a son of Poseidon. That's all on Poseidon. And then there's my issues with Annabeth and Grover. I was happy that they both got Thalia back. I was also happy that Thalia has been given another chance to walk the earth and live her life. I truly was happy for them. But ever since Thalia came back, Annabeth and Grover have been completely ignoring me to. They've been spending so much time with Thalia lately that I haven't been able to hang with them at all for quite a while. I was nowhere near ready to forgive Grover and Annabeth right now. As for Thalia, well, I don't really know what to think about her. She and I haven't really had too much contact with each other. I mean, she seems to be a nice person, but with the whole leave me out of everything business going on, it's just hard to stay positive now a days.
And Clarisse, well I've basically told you all about that already. Things have been getting awkward between her and me. Well, at least on my side of things, probably not on her side though. She pretty much just continues to enjoy herself in any way she sees fit and in whatever way seems to amuse her the most. There was her being a complete selfish shit towards me after my quest to recover Zeus' thunderbolt and save my mother and before the quest she and I both went on to travel to the sea of monsters and recover the golden fleece of myth from Polyphemus' island. Then there was during the quest to the sea of monsters which she and I were actually able to develop some sort of a bond between the two of us. If nothing else, at least we were able to go from being a bully and the bully's favorite meat to at least acquaintances. Quite frankly, that's all I could've asked for from her. I don't really expect her to be completely nice to me. Hell, I don't even expect her to look at me as a friend. All I want is for her to stop bringing me down so much and just actually try to be someone that I can rely on whenever I need help in some sort of struggle that is brought into my life. I guess if you think about it, what there is between me and Clarisse is kinda like what there was between Richard Castle and Kathrine Beckett in the TV series Castle. I always loved that TV show. I thought that it was an amazing show. My mom and I would watch it together when I was younger. We both thought that it was a great show. Now that I'm thinking about that TV show, I just got reminded of something I noticed during my quest to the sea of monsters. Back to when I first met Luke's father Hermes, the Olympian god of thieves, speed, messengers, and flying shoes. I noticed that Hermes actually looks a lot like Nathan Fillion, the guy who plays as Richard Castle in the Castle TV series. I was very tempted to ask him about my suspicions on the matter, but since I was on a quest and I had more important things I had to focus on, I had to let it go and save those suspicions for another time.
As I was listening to my music, I heard a knock on my door. I had no idea who would be outside of my cabin right now. I never get any visitors. Quite frankly, to a lot of people, I'm like nothing but a shadow on the wall. Regardless of my confusion right now, I got up and went to the door and unlocked and opened it to see who it was. Whoever it was, I only hope that it's not Drew and that whoever it was, they had better have a good reason to come up to my door and ask for my presence right now. So with that in mind, I opened the door and who I saw was the last person I would ever expect to come knocking on my door. It was Clarisse. Once again, I have been officially godsmacked. I had no idea what she was doing here or what she could possibly want from me. Well, at least it wasn't Drew. I'd rather have Clarisse come knocking on my door. Because if it was Drew, that means I would have to get ready to defend myself from her attempting to rape me, which I would not be surprise if she actually did such a thing.
"Clarisse?" I asked confused as I took my headphones out of my ears as well as pause my Five Finger Death Punch.
"Percy." Clarisse simply responded and just walked into my cabin.
"And now you're in my cabin." I muttered to myself closing the door.
I had no idea what she was doing here. Though judging by the expression on her face, it was clearly about something serious. She seemed like she was in deep thought as well as being in shock and disbelief. Whatever brings her here right now and whatever gives her the expression she doesn't usually have on her face, it can't be anything good.
"Nice cabin." She simply said.
"Thanks." I responded.
There was an awkward silence between her and me. Not only did we both apparently not know what to say right now, but neither one of us would look at each other. We pretty much just look at anything but each other. I don't know about her, but I really wish she'd just tell me what seems to be troubling her right now. Because this was a lot like our encounter at my secret hideout at the lake, and it was really starting to agitate me.
"So, what are you doing here?" I asked her.
"I need to know something." Clarisse simply answered.
"Yes Clarisse, Drew still hasn't touched me." I said thinking I knew what she wanted to know.
"While I'm happy to hear that, I'm not here about that Percy." Clarisse said.
"Then what?" I urged her on.
"That night off the party, did anything happen between us?" Clarisse asked.
I think my heart froze at that question. Does she actually know about that night? Does she actually remember what happened? I was hoping she would never find out. I was actually doing so well with that hope. And now it seems that hope has now been diminished.
"You got drunk and I took you to your cabin." I answered.
"No, I mean at my cabin, when you took me to my cabin, did anything happen there?" Clarisse pressed on.
'Oh gods, she's really suspicious on the matter.' I thought to myself.
"Well, you were drunk and I made sure you were asleep before I left to head back to my cabin." I answered, trying to avoid letting this conversation get any more awkward.
"That doesn't answer my question. Percy . . . did we have sex?" Clarisse asked.
I froze at this question. I wanted to say no, but I had no idea how right now. I mean, I wasn't prepared at all for the possibility of her knowing what happened that night. I mean, I thought about preparing myself for this conversation, but back then, she never got suspicious of anything and she didn't seem to have any concern or memory of any of it back then. I got so caught up with her not knowing anything that I just thought I wouldn't have to worry about this happening. But now that it is, I'm just completely lost. Though I didn't really need to say anything. My expression and me freezing where I stood already said it all.
"Oh gods. We did, didn't we?" Clarisse stated.
All I did was turn my head slightly away to avoid eye contact.
"Percy, how could you not tell me? Why did you keep this a secret from me? Why would you do this to me?" Clarisse demanded.
"I never met for it to happen, and I never met to cause you any harm." I answered looking back at her.
"Then why did you take advantage of me like that?" Clarisse demanded.
"I didn't take advantage over you Clarisse." I calmly answered.
"Clearly you must've with how you have been lately!" Clarisse yelled.
'Gods, I hope no one can hear us right now.' I thought to myself.
"Clarisse, I swear on the River Styx, I never met anything by it. I did not rape nor did I mean to cause you any harm." I responded.
She calmed down a little at that. Which she should've. I did swear on the River Styx after all. If what I swore it for was a lie, I'd be dead. But I'm still alive and I'm still standing where I stood. Clarisse seemed to be in deep thought right now, trying to process this the best she could.
"Then I took advantage over you, didn't I?" She asked with a tear or two forming in her eyes.
Not looking at her again, I reluctantly nodded my head.
"That's why you haven't been yourself. I took advantage over you. I raped you." She said.
She seemed to be ashamed of herself as she took a seat on my bunk. Ironically, not only did her expression remind me of what I felt like, but this was a completely new look for Clarisse La Rue.
"You were drunk, you weren't yourself. It's not your fault. You didn't really know what you were doing." I said trying to calm her down.
"That still doesn't mean what I did was right or even okay in any shape or form." Clarisse said.
'Wow, I guess she and I actually have a lot more in common than what I thought. We both seem to have moments where we think some of the same things as each other.' I thought to myself.
"We can just pretend that it never happened. That way so there will be nothing awkward between us, your reputation won't be ruined and I won't end up screwing anything up for you." I suggested.
"No, no we can't Percy." Clarisse said wiping a few tears out of her eyes.
"What do you mean?" I asked confused as to why she didn't to just forget about that night.
"Because of that night, our lives have completely changed and we now have something going on between us." Clarisse explained.
"Going on between us?" I asked confused, especially since I had no idea what she meant by that.
"Percy, we're having a baby." Clarisse said.
"What?" I asked shocked and frozen in place yet again.
"I'm with child Percy and it's obviously yours. Don't make me explain it again." Clarisse said looking away.
Okay, seriously, how many fucking times do I really need to be godsmacked?
Well, I didn't get to work on my fanfictions or my novel as much as I would've liked throughout my Thanksgiving break, but what I got done is better than nothing. Thank you all for your support and I'll update again as soon as possible.
