Valentine Without You
A long time? I think so. More like exactly two weeks. I hope I can get rest of this chapter on tomorrow. This week was extremely hard on me, gotta pull my grades up, and of course, enjoy the true bliss here on fandom. I HAVE A BLOG! CHECK IT OUT! Hmmm, if I got 10 review/posts on here and some in my blog, I'll continue this story, not just stopping it here and being evil. The link to my blog is on my profile. I had a few ideas for this chapter, but I finally decided on this one...
The most important person
Two years. She wasn't sure about a lot of things, like how the structure of the new bank building should look like, or what is the best job she can get out there as one of the best architects in the century, or... Or when he is coming back. She was sure he was gone, but just that... She wasn't so sure any more.
One thing she was certain though, is that, no matter what, he loved, no, loves her. And she always loves him too.
It was Valentine again, and she sighed in annoyance. If you asked her, she would tell you that she was not jealous, she did not envy others. She would say that she had someone, someone that was always there for her. What she would not tell you is that, the someone was no longer here...
What else could she do on that day? Never the less, she joined Cindy, her friend from high school, on her class about psychology or something. She definitely did not like anything involved psychology, but since she did not have anything to do and Cindy so happened to invite her, she complied happily. And that's why she got stuck in this icky situation-fifty pairs of eyes staring at her, judging what she would do.
It started as a simple game, writing down thirty names that meant the most to her, anyone from her neighbors, friends, to her family, colleagues. Of course, he had to be in it one way or another. She crossed out about twenty names already, first Tom, Bobby, her neighbors, then her step-brothers, a few friends from camp. Then Sam,her architecture partner, her other closer friends, a few of her co-workers. Finally, her dad, a few 'aunts' and 'uncles', and all there's left was Thalia, Nico, Grover, Luke, Mom, and of course-him.
She couldn't bare to write his name down of course, so that's what she wrote down-him. That's it. Everyone was wondering what did that stand for, and most figured out that it was just someone she broke up with years ago. Even Cindy didn't know, in fact, she was quite angry that Annabeth didn't tell her about this person, someone that's apparently very important to her life, even more so than her father.
"Go on. Cross out one" The professor said, interested in her reaction.
Slowly, but surely, she raised her hand up to the board, slowly, crossed out Nico. Nico isn't as close to her as any of the others, but still extremely close.
"Cross out a few more." The professor said, ad she made the hear-breaking choice. It was no longer a game. It was cruel way to ask her whom she was the closest to, which person that she was willing to sacrifice everything for.
She crossed out Mom, as a few people gasped. They had not expect her to cross out her mother before her friends. Though little did those people know, her mother was never around.
Then she crossed out Thalia, who left her first... Then Grover... The satyr who saved her so many years ago, nearly involving with every single memories that was between her and him. The finally, she pressed the chalk against Luke's name. She was sure. She made the choice years ago. It was never Luke. It was him. She was sure about that, and nothing would change it, no matter what.
Before the Professor could draw a conclusion, she was already running out of the classroom. She didn't need to turn back, didn't need to explain, and let out what she had held within herself for years.
It was simple. He was the closest person she had. The person that didn't abandon her when all the others did, sooner or later. First her dad, then Thalia, Luke, Grover, and her mom was never here. She's always alone, until he came along. But... Nothing ever ends well for a demigod... He had to leave her. It was fate...
Though one thing she was sure that will stay constant. She loved him, and nothing would ever, ever change that.
Very, extraordinarily rushed. I'm sorry, but I didn't have the time to really write it carefully. I have a few other ideas in my mind, so if you want the other chapters out sooner, I suggest you give me feedbacks to boast me up!