Percy's POV
After Nico evacuated my cabin, everyone else seemed to follow in his footsteps. I didn't stop them, nor give them a goodbye. The last person to leave made sure to linger. So it wasn't exactly my fault when I snapped. Telling her to get the fuck out my cabin, for there was no room for a lying backstabber. It was the first time I ever made Annabeth cry. I vowed long before any relationship I had, that I would never make my girl cry. I had witnessed too many of my own mother's tears from a cruel man, that I would not be the reason for making tears from another's. Well, that was a promise broken.
I guess I was, still am, in shock. To think you know a person. To think you gave them your heart, trust, and honesty, just to have them rip out your heart, and stomp on it. I would have given my life for Annabeth, but it seems she would have given another the satisfactory of her sweet lips.
I remember that day clearly. I tried so hard to close my eyes and act like I didn't see the love of my life making out with another. I tried to convince myself that it wasn't my Annabeth's golden blonde hair flapping over the lip locked boy and girl. I actually tried to implant it in my brain that if I didn't say a word, didn't interrupt their little fest. If I just went on as normal, Annabeth would still remain mine. Clearly I was wrong.
I mean, Annabeth wanted to break up with me? Why be a wimp about it and wait, instead of just getting it over with? I mean that would have saved me some hurt. Finding out through a game of truth or dare, talk about a burn. Yet, I really couldn't find myself too mad with Annabeth. No matter how hard I wanted to call her a bitch or a slut, the words just couldn't come out my mouth. No matter how hard I just wanted to say I didn't give a fuck, I knew it wasn't the truth. Because in reality, I did want my Annabeth back, but I had a feeling she was long gone.
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Thalia's POV
I woke up the next morning, clearing the fog in my head. All of last night's scenes came rushing through my mind. Did I really make out with Nico di Angelo, son of Hades? Yes, of course I did. Of course I enjoyed it. Of course I broke my oath. Of course I have made my father disappointed. Of course I broke a promise to myself. So why am I smirking?
I sighed and climbed out of my bed, heading to the bathroom, turning on the water to hot. After a quick showing, still lusting over last night's event, I slipped on a pair of skinny jeans, a 3 Days Grace Shirt, and my black and white converse, with a chain. I put on my silver eye liner on the bottom of my eye, outlining the top with black. I combed my hair out, letting my bangs swoop.
I exited the cabin, realizing that I missed breakfast by two hours. My tummy growled its anger. I rolled my eyes, but started making my way to my pine tree. After my hike up the hill I flopped down, finding comfort in its shade. I pulled my knees up to my chest, looking out over Camp Half Blood. I was to caught up in my thoughts, and memories to hear footsteps behind me.
"I knew I should have never allowed you to come back here." The stern, yet sorrowful voice told me who it was before I looked up. I let out a silent sigh.
"Lady Artemis." I bowed my head respectfully, but couldn't help but let shame sprawl across my face. How was I going to explain this one? As if she were a physic instead of a goddess she held her hand up, causing me to pause.
"No matter what you say, we both know you've broken your vows, my oath. You feel in love with a by, of all things?" I couldn't help but feel pained by this very true accusation. I lowered my head.
"Yes." I could practically feel her rage radiating off her skin.
"Well from this moment on, Thalia Grace, no longer shall you consider yourself a huntress of mine. I would wish you well, but that would be a false blessing." With that she vanished, leaving me in my own amazement.
I couldn't help but think that I gave up my one true home, a place where I felt like a belonged, without being judge every waking moment. I couldn't stop myself from feeling as though my safe sanctuary that protected me against all the harms and cruelty that this world held, gone. All for a boy, even though I joined so I would never to be hurt by a boy again. What have I done?
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Annabeth's POV
I found myself crying into my pillow that night. What have I done? Playing that game, I felt so out of character. It wasn't truly me in there was it? How could I honestly betray my friends like that? Worst of all how could I betray Percy in that way. And telling Thalia that I wished she were dead?
The tears started coming down a little harder. Maybe it was because I knew I just ruined a big chunk of my life. Or because I was still confused as to whom this girl I call Annabeth a.k.a. myself. Either way, I cried myself to sleep that night, in self pity. What have I done?
In my dream, I was taken to Aphrodite's room in Olympus. She was squealing like a tire, accomplishment written on her face. I turned my focus to the light that was making her eyes shine. It wasn't to my amazement when I saw an imagine on a computer screen of a not so me proclaim how I wanted Luke. Or me yelling Katie's secret. Or me making Thalia's face scream with hurt. But what really shook me, was how Aphrodite found pleasure in all of this. My dream started losing focus, but not before I heard her squeal of excitement.
"Time to have some fun!"
A/N: So did you like it? Hate it? Can't live without it? Let me know in a review! Sorry for taking a week to update instead of a day, fanfiction wouldn't allow me to update… To make up for it I will update here soon. Also I must apologize of the fact that this is so OOC. It will get better. So review?
~ Gummy