Six Months Later
I had searched everywhere for him, but he was nowhere to be found. My heart, now broken, pained me with every beat and I cried harder than I ever did in all my life. As I cried I wrote a note. I poured out all my emotions and explained why I was writing it. After ten minutes of thinking writing and editing, I signed my name at the bottom. I left it there on my desk and walked into the forrest. I could feel the cold metal against my leg. I came up to the river and sat down, pulling out the cold metal object. I loaded it and put it to my head. Tears streaming down my face, I whispered my sorries to everyone then pulled the trigger.
A Week Later
Percy's pov.
I finally made it back to Camp Half-Blood after being put into Camp Jupiter. I was so happy to be back. I couldn't wait to see all my friends again. I couldn't wait to see Annabeth again. Guilt hit me. I'd left them with no exception, then again I didn't know myself.
I walked around the camp to find no one. I went to the Athena cabin and knocked. Annabeth's stepbrother, Malcolm, opened the door.
"Percy! You're back!" He exclaimed giving me a quick hug.
I smiled, "Yes I am. Ummm, is Annabeth here?"
He looked down and shook his head. "She died a week ago. We found her body in the forrest by the river. She had committed suicide. I'm so sorry, Percy." My smile quickly turned into a frown as I tried to process what he said. Malcolm went inside and grabbed a piece of paper, then handed it to me. I tried reading it, fighting against my dyslexia. It read:
To everyone,
I'm sorry for what I'm about to do, but you all must understand why. Percy's gone and so has half of me. With every day that passes I lose more of my sanity. I can't survive when my life is gone. I've failing into deep depression and I can't escape. I've searched everywhere with no luck of finding him. He's gone and I will be too. It's for the best. To keep all of you safe from my depression and insanity. I'm so sorry. I love all of you, but my time has come to bit you a goodbye. Goodbye. I'm sorry. Goodbye.
-Annabeth Chase
Tears rolled down my cheeks. This was all my fault. She was gone and it was all my fault. I looked up at Malcolm.
"Tell everyone I'm sorry, and I must leave again. But this time, I'm not coming back." I rushed into the forrest where Annabeth had been with Malcolm calling after me. His voice faded away as I came to the river. It was still there. I picked it up and put it to my head. "I'm coming Annabeth," I whispered, then pulled the trigger.
The end. Please review.
~Shay
