Alright, I was in a writing kind of mood so this chapter's quality may be slightly more than the other two, because I had been in a rush to finish them. I promise I'll try to make them better!
Chapter 2
Annabeth's POV
Annabeth whimpered in her sleep as she rolled over, her eyes shut with pain as she writhed around. She let out an ear piercing shriek that echoed around the empty cabin and sat up in her bed, panting heavily.
She looked wildly around her, eyes filled with terror. Percy. Percy. Percy. His name was engraved in her mind. She paced back and forth near her bed, slowly chewing her finger nails.
Thump. Thump. Thump. The sound of heavy footsteps sounded nearby, and someone knocked at the door. Annabeth's eyes widened and she scrambled back up onto her bed, clutching her bed sheet.
"Annabeth? You in there?" A worried voice asked softly. Annabeth sighed with relief and slowly got up, opening the door and gazing at Malcolm warily.
"W-W-What do you want?" She asked, trembling.
"This is my room too, you know." Malcolm pointed out, an irritated expression on his face.
"Sorry." Annabeth muttered as she sat down on her bed, shivering as though a cold wind blew through the room.
At least he doesn't treat me like the others. She thought, sighing softly as she peered at Malcolm through her covers. Malcolm was the only one who had refused to treat Annabeth any different than how he usually treated her. Sure, he spoke to her less loudly and sometimes asked her if she was okay, but at least he wasn't giving her looks of pity, unlike the others. They had even offered to sleep in a different cabin, not wanting to bother her. Or more likely they didn't want to be woken up by my screams of terror. She guessed silently. But the fact that they had left her alone just made her feel worse.
When she had seen them pack up their things and quietly leave, she had been still in a state of shock, not being able to register what they were saying. At first she had tried to protest that they didn't have to leave, but she soon gave up, watching them leave with a feeling of hopelessness.
Ever since their departure, she had huddled in her bed, feeling lonely and isolated, an empty feeling in the pit of her stomach.
Although she didn't mention it, she had been grateful when Malcolm has stated the campers' behaviours as "ridiculous", and moved back in stubbornly, ignoring the other camper's urges. She found his presence welcoming after days of sleeping alone in the empty cabin.
She glanced at Malcolm one more time, the sight of him once again comforting her with a faint sense of security and she closed her eyes, giving way to dizzying darkness.
Okay, I promise I WILL explain what happened after Percy had disappeared in the next chapter, promise. :P
