Here's Chapter Eight. Sorry it's so short.
Chapter 9 will make up for it.
Enjoy and keep reviewing.
Song: Potential Breakup Song – Aly and AJ

Percy's P.O.V.

I had thought not being able to see Bekah was bad, but this was worse. Watching her in pain was horrible.

It had been so bad that they had moved Bekah to the Poseidon cabin, because all the other cabins had full bunks, or didn't have any bottom bunks left. The Zeus and Artemis cabins were under construction and the Hermes cabin was still packed full with kids who didn't know who their parents were. And I absolutely refused to have Bekah stay in the Big House, not with Mr. D who would torture her all night and make her play cards.

To make things worse, Bekah refused to sleep or even stay seated for more then a few minutes. She also refused to use the crutches that had been provided for her. I didn't really know why she was being so difficult, but I guessed she just didn't want to miss anything.

We were sitting in front of the cabin, talking, when Bekah said the most random thing ever. "I'm staying here year-round, Percy."

It almost confused me; I always thought she'd want to go back to her mom. "What about your mom? Don't you want to go home to her?"

Bekah's body stiffened. "My mom died in a building fire a couple weeks before I came here."

I rubbed her arm soothingly. "I'm so sorry, Bekah. I didn't know." That would explain why she didn't want to heal, she was scared that Mr. D would send her home once she was better.

Bekah took a deep breath to calm herself. "It's not your fault."

I smiled reassuringly. "You know…they won't make you leave, even when you're able to walk correctly."

She laughed, "Really? Guess I should have known. Think you can help me back inside the cabin?"

As I was helping her back inside, I noticed that none of us had gotten much sleep since Bekah had moved into the cabin. We spent most of the night talking, laughing, and eating food that we had hidden over the entire cabin. It felt pretty perfect.

She laid down on her bunk and closed her eyes. "I hate being tired all the time."

I laughed, "Get some sleep."

With that I left the cabin and sat down in front of it again, lost in thought.

Of course…I knew she wouldn't be entirely healed by the time I left camp. Something was wrong with her body and she was only healing as fast as a mortal. It kinda scared me. Not about her healing pace, but that I wouldn't be here. Who would catch her when she falls, or talk her to sleep ever night?

I wondered if she would ever fall in love with someone else. Okay, so she hadn't really told me that she loved me yet, but I knew she was working on it. I just hoped she would tell me by the end of the summer. Not to worry, we had two and a half months to worry about that.

I stood up and started walking to the Athena cabin to talk to Annabeth, when someone grabbed my arm and dragged me into the woods.

Annabeth sat down on the ground and pulled me down beside her. "We need to talk." She insisted.

I swallowed loudly. What did I do this time? I took a deep breath. "Go for it, Annabeth."

"Your really annoying me." Okay, that's not much of a shock.

"What I'd do?"

"You never hang out with your friends anymore." As if that was really true. Right. I had hung out with her this morning.

"Sorry." I muttered, staring at the ground. "I can't help it. You know I'm easily side-tracked."

"Yeah, sure. You're always hanging out with Bleghah?" Okay…who?

"Who is Bleghah?" She had lost me.

"The evil she-demon you're always hanging out with."

"Bekah?" I asked, confused. "She's not a she-demon! What are you getting at?"

"You always hang out with her, not your real friends. And when was the last time you I-Med Tyson?"

"Actually," I smiled. "This morning. He I-Med me."

"Exactly!" Annabeth stood up and that look on her face scared me. "You don't pay attention anyone else's lives except your own!"

I shook my head. "That's not true! I've been talking to Bekah for the last twenty-four-hours. Plus, it's not my fault my fountain is broken. And I really prefer not to use the creek that almost drowned Bekah."

"Aargh! That's my point! You wouldn't care if I jumped of a cliff and died!" She just ignored the fact that Bekah almost drowned. That didn't make me very happy.

"Annabeth, you know that's not true! I would try and stop you! If that didn't work I'd be the first one at your funeral…with Bekah of course."

That was the wrong thing I could have said. Annabeth glared at me and put on her Yankees cap. I stood up and started backing up. A few seconds later, Annabeth kicked me and fell to the ground.

She took of the Yankees cap, and I yelped. Annabeth's foot was on my chest, holding me down; her knife was at my throat.

"Fine!" Annabeth growled. "She can be your friend, but you're losing me!"

She turned around and ran off, tears streaming from her pretty gray eyes.

I stayed where I was...I had to choose, between the love of my life and my best friend. Crap.