A/N: I hope you liked the first chapter and thanks for all of the reviews! I hope you like this next one.
Told from Annabeth's POV
There isn't a day when you don't regret what happened between you and him. It's been a week since then. You tried to spite him by giving him a taste of his own medicine, but you failed, miserably. You know you hurt him, badly. But you ended up hurting yourself in the process.
You thought he moved on, but it was the exact opposite of what you thought. After he confessed everything, you stupidly blurted out that you've fallen in love with another man. You say you think of marrying this mystery man. You make up a name for this man and a story about the way you met this imaginary man. When he pleads with you to turn around, you hear the desperation in his voice. The strong voice crumbles as does the strong composure he held earlier. You turn around and see the heart broken face of your love. His heart broken face is engraved in your mind and the only way to forget it is to imagine him give you his famous lopsided grin again. You lied to his face, you say you love this fictional man, and he tells you he still loves you. You're shocked, but you try not to show it. He kisses you, but you don't respond. He pulls away and leaves your apartment, leaving you feeling terrible.
After he left, you run to Claire's apartment with tears streaming down your face. She opens the door and is shocked to see you in such a shaken state. She immediately invites you in and you sit on her plush couch. Your half-sister is there to comfort you. She asks you what happened with Percy. You're shocked and she explained that she saw him in the hall; he said he needed for you and him to reunite. That's it you break down crying. You explain what happened and you tell her about the imaginary man.
She's there comforting you, saying you should just fess up and tell him you still love him. You look at her like she had grown three heads. You exclaim that she's crazy. You say that he wouldn't give you the time of day after what you said and did to him. She told you that you have nothing to lose; and you realize it is true. The both of you sat in silence as she tried to comfort you as best as she could.
Now, here you are, a week since that happened. You don't notice the lone tear coming down your face. You're brought out of your thoughts as your classmate asks you if you're alright. You quickly compose yourself and wipe your eyes furiously. You reply that you're fine and made a white lie, saying that you lost a friend. She gives you sympathy, then leaves. Your lie is actually true, you realize. You did lose a friend, your best friend. You are still thinking about going to Percy and begging him for another chance; that was a part of you thinking that. The other part of you wants to move on, but you don't know how to. You can't tell which part is logical or reasonable.
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