Sup guys!
So sorry i couldn't update earlier! Jc Life has started and really man i need to get used to the curriculum first before anything else.

i'm writing this chapter at a very inconvenient time and yea i'm pretty tired and all that. SO sorry if the writing is sub par or something cuz my brian is fried to nothingness haha

Enjoy! Thanks for the reviews and favs and all that :D

~Kuntakintae

Percy's POV

This feeling that was coursing through me. This overwhelming, powerful, dynamic emotion that crashed into my being over and over again like an unrelenting tsunami…I hated it.

As much as I was trying to push the feelings away, having Annabeth's head resting on my lap as she slept wasn't exactly helping.

She had been sobbing and crying hysterically when I entered the room. My heart had shattered into a million pieces when I saw her utterly devastated and distraught face when I slammed the door open.

When I had held her, it was as thought she didn't know it was me. She kept screaming and thrashing about, telling me to go away, to leave and never come back, to disappear off the face of the earth.

Once again, I wondered exactly what the hell did Luke do to make her so afraid, so affected by the very dream or the very presence of him.

When she had finally realized it was me holding her, and not that damnable Luke, what she said caused the broken pieces of my heart to get smashed into dust. It literally hurt to hear her say those words.

"I'm so sorry."

Those three simple words, spoken in such a weak, small and broken quivering voice that I had not heard for two years brought down all the walls I had painstakingly built up in my heart.

That was when the feeling started to rush in.

Love.

I couldn't stop myself from stiffening up. I couldn't stop myself from looking at her straight in the eye. I couldn't stop the feelings I had for her from entering my voice as I told her it was my choice.

It was my choice to go up to her. It was my choice to help her, no matter how much the pain and suffering.

And as I said those words, I knew I had just stepped onto a path that was dangerous and deadly. However, there was no going back.

I had taken this road twice before in my life. Twice, it had failed me. Twice, it had left me behind to pick up the broken pieces of my life and piece them back together.

Rachel had been one time.

Before her, there had been a certain someone I had loved and cherished as though he was my blood brother.

Yes, him. I loved him as though he was my blood brother. I treated him as the most precious thing I had in the entire world.

At that point of time, when I had met him, he was the most precious thing I had.

He couldn't stay. He left.

After that, I had decided to put up walls around my heart. Steel, cold walls that I hoped would never be breached. The hurt I had felt on the day he left me had been worst than any other feeling I had felt in my life at that point of time.

Then Rachel came, and I found myself sucked back onto the path of love once again.

Even though subconsciously, I knew that it was a mistake, my defense was too weak. The steel walls melted and fell, and Rachel entered and stole my heart.

She had made me feel the happiest I have ever felt in my life. She brought me joy and happiness I thought I would never ever experience ever again.

I had really thought she would be permanent.

I had let her steal too much of my heart. I had let her dominate too much of my thoughts.

As a result, when she left me, the hurt had been a lot more excruciating, and a lot more unbearable.

"Am I making the same mistake once again?" I questioned myself softly as I looked down at Annabeth's troubled face.

A deep frown creased her forehead and she was soaking with sweat. I looked at her with deep sadness and pain as I realized that even in her sleep, she was tortured with nightmares.

I knew firsthand what it felt like.

A million thoughts raced through my head.

What would become of us if I let these feelings develop? Would we simply get hurt? Was I ready to give love another chance, even though Rachel just happened recently?

As my thoughts shifted to Rachel and the recent happenings, I just started to realize that the only one that had managed to comfort me, the only one that had managed to make me feel better when I was at my most depressed state was none other than the precious girl I was holding in my hands right then.

Not to say the others hadn't tried. However, truth be told, Thalia, Grover or anyone else's presence and words had not affected me as much as Annabeth's.

Sure, they had exposed Micheal. Sure, they had stood up for me and trusted me in the end, but Annabeth had been the one that I had relied on in my time of need. She had been the pillar of support I needed, even if she herself didn't know I had relied on her.

She had been as much to me as I had been to her. I cursed under my breath as another uncontrollable surge of affection and love hit me like a cannonball as I thought about what Annabeth and I had been through the past few years.

Honestly, I had no idea why Annabeth had been so special to me right from the start. When I had first seen her, something inside of me had been pulled towards her.

Not even Thalia had attracted me as much as her. Somehow, I knew that she was someone that had experienced a lot of pain- maybe even more pain than Thalia. The way she had jumped back when I tapped her shoulder affirmed my suspicions that very day.

I didn't know that she would grow to be someone I held so dear to my heart one day. And now, after so many years, she has somehow become what people would call my 'crush'.

Though I had a feeling it was much more than just that.

"Percy!" A slightly urgent voice broke my chain of thoughts and snapping me out of my dreamlike trance. I turned my head and pressed my index finger against my lips, signaling whoever was making so much noise to quiet down. I didn't want to wake Annabeth up.

"It's urgent. Chiron needs you in school. Something happened and I'll tell you on th…" Nico's eyes fell on Annabeth's sleeping form and his voice trailed off.

"Oh," He said in a small voice. Despite the circumstances, I couldn't help but give a small smirk The utterly bewildered look on his face was pretty amusing.

"Should I come back later?" He asked me in a voice that was thankfully much softer than before.

I looked down at Annabeth and then back up at Nico.

"I'll wait for Annabeth to wake up. Tell me more later. Is that all right?" I asked. Nico nodded.

"I'll see you later then. I'll wait at the living room," He told me before he quietly closed the door, trying his best not to make a single sound, leaving me once again to brood.