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Chapter 5: Confession

Annabeth's POV:

When Percy left my apartment at 6:30 in the morning:

I kissed Percy on the cheek. "Bye." I said quickly before shutting the door on his face. My heart was beating faster than normal. I leaned on the door and sighed. It may have been just a kiss on the cheek but to me it felt like a kiss on the lips. Despite the excitement going through me, I yawned. Percy and I had stayed up last night watching movies and eating popcorn. I walked to my bedroom and went back to sleep. Dreaming of a certain green eyed person.

10:00 in the morning:

Knock-Knock!

I groaned. I was still sleeping.

Knock-Knock!

Why?! I groaned again and got up. I stretched and walked to the door. "What?!" I yelled as I opened the door. "Whoa! That's no way to talk to your brother. Especially if they brought you breakfast." My brother, Malcolm, said. He was waiting at the door with a bag of donut holes in one hand and a cup of coffee in the other. I sighed and gestured for him to get in. He got in and placed the food on my kitchen table. I closed the door. "Not that I don't love you but why are you here?" Malcolm took out a couple of donut holes and started munching on them.

"I just wanted to bring you breakfast. And maybe drive you to work." Malcolm and I worked in the same building. Athena's Parthenon. He was an architect as well. I rolled my eyes. "Malcolm, the only time you've brought me breakfast was on my 20th birthday. And the last time I checked it was December not July." I said. He finished the donut hole he had in his hand and said, "Okay, you got me." He sighed and sat down on my couch. He patted the spot of the couch next to him. He wanted to me to sit with him.

I sat down. "Annabeth, I, um, heard you've been hanging around this guy," He paused. "Yeah?" I said. "Well, m-mom wants you to stop seeing him." My jaw dropped. "What?!" I screamed. He flinched. "She thinks that he's going to hurt you, emotionally. I mean Annabeth, what if he's another… what if he's another Luke." I stood up. "Percy is NOT like Luke! He's just a friend anyways! I-I don't like him that way!" I knew I was lying but I needed to make up any excuse. "Plus, he won't hurt me! He's too nice to do that."

Malcolm looked at me with sympathy. "Annabeth," He said. "I'm sorry but there's nothing I can do about it." I sat down next to him and sighed. "It's not your fault." Malcolm stood up and kissed my head. "Hey, don't get too sad about it. Maybe mom will change her mind." He reassured. Malcolm grabbed his keys and a couple more donut holes before walking to the door and saying, "I'll wait for you in the car."

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The ride to work was silent. Malcolm and I didn't talk at all. I guess he knew that I was upset. How could mom do this? She has NO right on telling me who and who I can't be friends with! I silently debated with myself if whether or not to tell my mom off or to let her have her say in this. I mean she is my mom and she did help create me so I guess she had a say in this. But that still didn't give her the right to choose my friends. I kept arguing with myself as Malcolm parked the car. I got off and walked into the building with Malcolm and almost immediately, I was called by my mom's secretary. "Ms. Chase!" I looked at the woman. She gestured that I needed to go into my mom's office.

My mom's office was the same as the last time I'd been in there. She still had baby pictures of Malcolm and I. Her walls were brown and the floors were a dark wood. And then there was my mom. She was leaning on her desk with her arms crossed. I stood in front of her.

My mom stared at me for a while before saying, "Who is he?" I frowned. "Why do you want to know?" I asked. She uncrossed her arms and sighed. "Because I want to know who my daughter is dating. Is that too much to ask for?" I scowled. "You don't have to be rude about this." Her face softened a little from the hard scowl she had on her face. "I just want to know." I bit my lip and paused for a moment. "His name is Percy. And we're not dating." She waited a moment before looking me straight in the eye and saying, "I want you to stop seeing him." I clenched my jaw. "I know you do. And about that… yeah, I'm not going to stop."

"Yes you will. I'm your mother. You will listen to me and do what I tell you."

"I know you're my mother. But I stopped listening to you after I turned 18. You know, ever since I became an adult." She scrunched her eyebrows together. "Look what he's doing to you." She muttered to herself although I heard her. "Percy has nothing to do with the way I'm acting. I'm acting this way because I'm angry with you."

"With me?" She asked with raised eyebrows. "Yes you. You always expect me to do things you ask without ever asking if that's what I want." She deepened her scowl, if that was even possible. "What do you mean?" She asked. "I mean… I mean when you told me to leave Luke. You told me to leave him because you had a bad feeling about him."

"Well, I was right don't you remember?" I winced. Yeah, I remember very well. "You don't understand what I'm talking about. I'm saying that you told me to break up with him without having a valid reason," She tried to cut me off but I was faster. "Having a bad feeling about him is not a good reason. Look, what I'm trying to say is that you told me to break up with him without even letting me have a say in it." I said, raising my voice. "You never ask me about how I feel about what you ask! You don't know how much Percy means to me! He is the first guy I have trusted since Luke and now you want me to stop seeing him? No, mom. I am not going to stop."

"Listen, I want-"

"No! No more of 'you want'. Let me deal with this. If he's a bad guy, which he's not, I'll deal with it." My mom looked surprised at my sudden outburst. "Annabeth, I know what you are trying to say but the last time I had a bad feeling, I was right."

"Mom! Don't you get it?! I don't want your help! I-I know he's a good person!" My mom walked around to her desk and sat down, signaling that the discussion was over. She cleared her throat. "Annabeth. I am your mother and you will listen to me no matter how old you are. Now, you will stop seeing this Percy kid and that's final." I huffed angrily and ran out of her office, not even bothering to argue with her anymore. My mom is the most stubborn person I've ever met.

On the way out of the building, I told her secretary, "Tell my mom I'm taking the day off." Then I continued stomping out of the building.

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Looking at the New York buildings seemed to calm me down. I past a tourist shop and saw a replica of the Golden Gate Bridge. Sadness filled me as the memories came back to me. I used to live in San Francisco but at age 15, my family moved to New York. My dad had died in San Francisco so that made it hard to leave. My parents weren't exactly the best couple in the world. They used to fight a lot and one day when they got into this really huge fight, I heard my dad yell something and then a door slam. Malcolm and I knew that he left. Whenever he left, he always came back but on that particular day he didn't come back. The next day, we found our mom crying and curled up in a ball on the couch. When we asked her what was wrong, she said our dad had gotten hit by a car and that he died on spot. It was pretty much the worst day in my life.

My dad's parents, my grandparents, wanted my dad to be buried where he was born. Which happened to be in New York. So we moved over here to be closer to my dad and to attend the funeral. I pushed the sad thoughts behind me as I entered my favorite coffee shop. The shop had dim lighting and was kinda small. That's why it was named 'The Alley'. The ding of the bell on top of the door was heard as I opened the door. The shop was empty which made me frown. Usually it was packed in here…

"Mrs. Crawford?" I called out. Maybe it was closed. I heard soft footsteps coming from the small kitchen in the back. Mrs. Crawford popped out. "Oh hey Annabeth! I didn't hear you come in." She said in her southern accent. She wiped her hands on the rag she had and swung it onto her shoulder. I sat down on one of the stools in front of the counter. "Do you want the usual?" She asked as she grabbed a medium sized cup. "Yes please." I said. I looked around. The whole place was clean. Usually the place was dirty at this hour and at the end of the day, Mrs. Crawford starts cleaning it. The shop opened hours ago… But why is it still clean? Does that mean no one has been here? "It's been empty all day." Mrs. Crawford said as she place my drink in front of me. "There's barely been anyone here for the past couple of weeks. One of the teenagers here said it was because of that band that performed at Hard Rock down the block. Now everyone goes down there to see if they're there." Was she talking about the Demigods?

Wow, did I get Percy and his friends popular? I suddenly felt guilty. I didn't mean to take Mrs. Crawford's customers away. She smiled at me. "How have you been sweetie?" She was about 60 years old so she treated me like I was her daughter. "I've been… well?" It came as a question more than a statement. Mrs. Crawford frowned. "What's wrong?" I sighed. "Well, there's this guy…" Mrs. Crawford smiled. She was always interested in my love life for as long as I knew her. "So, a boy? Is he cute?" She teased. I smiled sheepishly and blushed. She chuckled. "He's very cute but there's just one problem." I said. "My mom doesn't like him." Mrs. Crawford bit her lip. "She thinks he's another Luke huh?" Even Mrs. Crawford knew about Luke. I nodded. She sighed and came around the counter. She sat down on a stool next to me. "Okay. Tell me about him." I smiled. That's what I loved about Mrs. Crawford. She was optimistic. She never talked about the bad things in life, just the good things. "His name is Percy and he is the sweetest guy in the world. When we first met, he stopped a bus for me. I didn't even know him and he stopped a bus for me. He… he make makes me so happy. And he's such a goofball." I smiled when I thought about all the times Percy did something or said something dumb. Mrs. Crawford grinned. "You really like this guy."

I bit my lip. "Yeah… I do." I took a deep breath as Mrs. Crawford looked at me. "You look… troubled. Did something happen between you two?" I shook my head and took a sip of my, now cold, coffee. "No. I just," Should I tell her? I mean this is Mrs. Crawford. If I could tell anyone anything, it would be Mrs. Crawford. She was like my second mom. I gulped and started.

"I-I think I l-love him." Mrs. Crawford let out a low whistle. "Wow… and how long have you know each other?"

"About a month." She nodded and stayed quiet. I took a deep breath. I wasn't sure if these feeling were real but they felt real to me. I've been in love before so I knew how it felt. Or at least I thought. When I was with Luke, I was happy. And whenever we weren't together, I was fine. But when I'm with Percy, I'm ecstatic. And when I'm not with him, I'm sorta depressed. I stay quiet all day until I'm with him. I can be myself around him. Not like Luke. He made me be someone I wasn't.

I finished my coffee and stood up. "Maybe you should tell him." Mrs. Crawford muttered to me. My eyes widened. "No. That's a really bad idea. What if he doesn't feel the same way?"

"Annie. If you really think he's the one for you, then it doesn't matter what he thinks." I frowned. She sighed when she noticed my confusion. "Look, what I'm trying to say is…" She stood up and put her hands on my shoulders and looked me in the eye. "Don't think, just do."

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Don't think, just do.

Don't think, just do.

Those words echoed in my head as I continued to walk the city. I had left the Alley at about 5:00. Mrs. Crawford and I talked about Percy and what I should do about my feelings for him. I decided I will tell Percy in my own time. I walked wherever my feet took me and before I knew it, I was in Percy's neighborhood. It wouldn't hurt to pay a surprise visit. I also want to know if he got the job. As I got closer and closer to Percy's house, I decided to call him. I took my phone out of my pocket and dialed Percy's phone.

After a couple rings, he answered. "Hey Annabeth." He said. I smiled. "Hey Percy. How did your interview go?" I asked curiously. "What interview?" He questioned. I chuckled. Typical Percy. "You know the interview you left for." He paused for a moment before saying. "Oh, I d-didn't get the job." I frowned. "Aww, I'm sorry. Better luck next time. Hey look at the bright side." I stayed quiet, trying to think of a bright side. "Um, what bright side?" He asked. I laughed as I walked into Percy's street. "I'm sorry Percy, I don't think there is a bright side." We stayed quiet for a while. I was getting closer to his house. I broke the silence by saying,

"Hey, why don't I come over? We could watch re-runs of Spongebob?" I really missed him so it didn't matter what we did. I just wanted to spend time with him. "Um, sure." I giggled, which I don't do very often, and walked right up to his door. "Open your door." I rang the doorbell and hung up the phone. I smiled to myself as I waited for Percy to open the door. I heard the door click and then it opened. But instead of seeing Percy, I saw a girl. I scowled at her. "Who are you?" She smiled, which made me more pissed. "I'm Rachel. Who are you?" I hate her name. Well, I probably wouldn't have liked her name no matter what but I still hated it.

I heard footsteps coming from the stairs and then Percy appeared out of nowhere. He ran next to her and put an arm around her. Oh gods… that hurt. "Annabeth! Hey! How's it going?" He said in a cheery voice. He kept at his arm around her. His arm was supposed to be around me, not her. He must have noticed I was glaring at his arm around her because he removed it. Rachel seem to come to conclusion of what was going on and said, "Oh…" Percy mimicked her. "Oh…"

She looked at me. "I'm, uh, going to go now. See you later." Rachel walked past me and left. I kept quiet. Percy was still standing there. He opened the door a little wider.

"Wanna come in?" He asked. I walked in, still not saying anything. More anger filled me as I thought about Rachel. They better not have been doing what I think they were doing. I heard him close the door and then something in me just… snapped.

"Who was she?" Oh and he had the nerve to smile. "A friend?" He didn't sound too confident in his answer. I got up in his face. Anger rising higher and higher. "Who. Was. She?" I demanded. He scoffed, somewhat softly. He looked like he was confused. "Annabeth, I already told you she's just a friend-"

He was interrupted by a door opening. I looked at the person. Percy looked terrified for some reason. "Oh! Well, hello there. You must be a friend of Percy. Sorry for startling you. I just got back from work." I softened felt my face soften at the sight of the lady. She must be his mom. As adorable I thought it was that Percy still lived with his mom, I was still mad. "Hey mom. Um, Annabeth and I are going upstairs. I'll talk to you later." His voiced cracked. That only happens when he's nervous or scared. His mom just frowned with a smile and shook her head before walking off. He grabbed my hand and pulled me upstairs.

He took me into his room. I was too mad to notice the details of his room. "A-Annabeth! That wasn't what it looked like. My mom was just visiting, like she does sometimes. She doesn't live here! I-I don't live with my mom!" He reassured. I cut him off by carrying on the argument we were having earlier. "Percy, its fine if you live with your mother but what I wanna know is who was that girl?" He looked like he was getting annoyed but I didn't care. I hated not knowing things.

"Annabeth. Why? Why do you want to know so much? I already told you she's just a friend. I-I met her at Starbucks. I went there after the interview." I scowled. He was never a good liar. "You don't just take a stranger home with you after meeting them in a Starbucks." I hated this. An interview doesn't take 5 hours. And no one stays at a Starbucks for over an hour. They must've been here all day! I felt tears threating to spill. Just the thought of Percy being with another girl, hurt.

"I knew her from high school." He said raising his voice. "You just said you met her at Starbucks." Gods, why does everyone lie to me? I knew Percy was hiding something from me, but I had hoped it wasn't that he was seeing someone else. I sighed. "Percy, I feel like you're hiding something." He gritted his teeth together, probably because he was getting angry. "Like, I'm hiding something? Annabeth, you're the one overreacting about this! Maybe you're the one hiding something!" He yelled. I let the tears fall down my face. I brushed some out of my face furiously.

"Yes, Percy. Maybe I am hiding something." I took a deep breath. No, I wasn't ready. I can't tell him now. I tried calming myself down but I couldn't. He raised his eyebrows. He looked so confused. I chuckled humorlessly. "Percy, the reason I'm overreacting is because I'm jealous." Gods, I can't confess now. "What? Why?" I rolled my eyes. Gods, he was so dull sometimes. "You know why." He sighed and walked closer to me. He grabbed my hands and looked me in the eyes. A lot of people have been doing that lately. "Annabeth? Why?"

Oh gods, I wasn't prepared for this. If I could just keep my big mouth shut, then I wouldn't have to tell him. I tried to think of a lie to tell him but I drew a blank. I have to tell him. Time to suck it up and confess. I made sure I stopped crying.

Don't think, just do.

I squeezed his hands before saying.

"Percy, I love you."

Percy's POV:

I love you too.

I love you too.

I love you too.

Come on Percy! Say it! Why can't I say it?! I opened my mouth to say it but nothing came out. She looked hurt when I didn't say it back. She frowned and looked down. I tried to choke out the word but once again nothing came out. She pulled her hands out of mine. "I knew I shouldn't have told you." She looked up and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I stood there in shock. She was crying again. She sniffed and laughed. "I'm sorry. I should've know you didn't feel the same as me. I'm just going to let myself out." She walked out of the room. I still stood there. Shocked. It wasn't until I heard the front door slammed shut, when I snapped out of it. I looked around.

I would've ran after her if she hadn't left already. I sat down on my bed and put my head in my hands. Why didn't you say it back?! I growled and started pulling my hair. I can't just let her leave! I love her too! She has to know that! I stood up and ran down the stairs. I grabbed my jacket and ran out the door. I heard my mom calling for me but I kept running. Where is she? I ran down my street, searching for blond hair and gray eyes. I finally spotted her. She still running away from me. "Annabeth!" I called out. She looked behind her but didn't stop. Instead she just ran faster.

I doubled my running speed and sprinted after her. She turned the corner. I was about 10 yards from her. But when I turned the corner, she was already gone.

I stopped running and bent down, trying to catch my breath. All that was going through my head was:

What just happened?

Hey! I hope you enjoyed the chapter. Sorry I haven't been updating that frequently. And sorry this was kind of a bad ending but don't worry! I'm trying to fix my habits. And yes, once again, another cliffhanger.

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