Annabeth's POV
When you go blind, is it an automatic free pass to make out with random girls, and then whisper your girlfriend's name on that random slimey person's lips? I didn't think so. So why is Percy, the sweetest (annoying) boyfriend making out with some brown, curly-haired servant? That's all I know about this girl, because her fish lips are attached to my boyfriend's face.
They pull back, and the look in her eyes scares me to death. Greed. She finally looks up, I put my hands on my hips. I can see Jason out of the corner of my eye, cowering behind me. He has no idea what to think. Piper on the other hand, looks almost as furious as I do. The girl looks scared, jumping off of Percy. That's right, I'm now a minor goddess...
"Annabeth?" Percy asks, grabbing blindly (wow that was harsh) onto her wrist. "Wait, where's your muscle? Since when do you kiss like that?"
She tugs out of his grasp, "I gotta go." Her voice sounds exactly like mine. Jason has to hold me back as she passes. I realize I could break his grip easily, something I couldn't do before coming to Olympus, but his hands are reminder enough.
"Perseus Jackson, do you realize what you've done?" Piper asks, storming into the room, brushing off my attempt to hold her back.
"Piper?" She stands on front of Percy, and gasps.
"Percy, what's wrong with your eyes?"
"I'm blind." He mumbles, Jason jumping and walking in front of Percy.
"How?" He squeaks out.
Percy smiles, "Hey Jason. Annabeth blinded me with her godly awesomeness. Wait, where is Annabeth?"
"I'm right here." I say, walking in front of him. Piper and Jason are still staring at him.
"Didn't you just run off a minute ago?" He asks as he finds my wrist. Checking.
"That wasn't me." My teeth are clenched. I'm starting to figure out why he was kissing that girl, but I feel like I'm letting off the hook.
Percy's POV
My head's spinning. When I was kissing Annabeth, something seemed off, her voice too high pitch, and she never uses that much tongue. It's not in a good way either, it's too much. Her hair seems more wavy than curly suddenly, too thin almost.
I try and not think about it, but something's nagging me. I can't even see to tell me if I'm being irrational. When she rushes off and then all of a sudden appears at my side, I can't seem to keep up.
"That wasn't me." I think Jason and Piper are still in the room. Their quiet breathing makes me feel uncomfortable, I know they're staring at me.
"Annabeth?"
"You were kissing a servant, Percy. You called her my name." She spits at me, she's really mad.
"I thought that was you," I say weakly, rubbing my face vigorously, my elbows on my knees with my whole body slumped over.
I feel Annabeth's hand on my knee. "I'm sorry." I whisper, my lip almost bleeding from biting it so hard.
She sighs, "there's nothing to be sorry about." Her tone sounds clipped, she heads into another room, the direction of her footsteps telling me it's the blue bedroom, her "bedroom". I wonder if we're going to stay here permanently.
"You're blind?" Piper squeaks, I nod and smile, though I know my flash of teeth is anything but warm.
"But-how... you seem so relaxed." Jason stumbles out.
"I'll heal when I 'turn' or whatever." I mumble, shrugging. Their breath gets louder, closer. "Why do I feel like you're too close?" I ask. I can hear two breezy, tense, chuckles as the both sit beside me.
"Do you think we should tell the others?" Piper asks, on my left.
"We shouldn't, it's apparently going to blow over," Jason advises. Piper agrees, the click of the remote sounding near Jason as the TV turns on quietly. Suddenly, Piper puts her hand on my arm.
"Why do I get the feeling you need Annabeth advice," Piper asked me, her voice almost sounding concerned.
"Annabeth advice? From her or about her?" I ask, tilting towards her, my eyes restless for a place to settle without anything to see.
Piper clucked her tongue, "about her, idiot, she's obviously mad at you," she told me.
"That's not fair! I'm the blind guy!" Piper visibly cringed.
"Who ever said life was fair? You've got to know by now, Percy, the girl always get the better half," Jason laughed.
"That's not right," I huffed, but the corners of my mouth were tugging upwards without my consent. It is true.
"Come on Jason, let's go check out Olympus before we leave, give these to a little alone time."
With that, Piper's perfume and Jason's cologne fade as the door closes.
I hear faint crying coming through the door of the room that I think Annabeth is in, and I panic. I jump up, knocking hard into the coffee table, tripping over the chair and walking into the wall before I finally reach the door, and it's the wrong door.
At least I think it is, the crying as stopped and I can't go by breath alone.
Annabeth's POV
I watch as Percy presses his ear to the door next to mine, he runs into another wall, and the only reason why I'm not on the floor laughing is the helplessness Percy is emanating that makes fresh teats spring into my eyes.
I refuse to cry again, it's too pointless. So what if he's the most powerful demigod, and I'm just a daughter of Athena? Aren't Athena's children suppose to be confident? So what happened to your confidence Annabeth? Your fatal flaw? My brain taunts me, I've always been too confident, even with Percy.
"Percy?" His head turns toward me as he bangs into another chair, cursing in Greek. I guide him to the couch, his hands immediately going to my cheeks.
He wipes a few leaking tears, "why do you cry, baby?"
"I'm not good enough for you," I mumble softly, I didn't plan for him to hear me. I'm horrified that his eyes widen, clearly I can't mumble quiet enough.
A/N: I wanted to show a little bit of Annabeth's envious side, what she doesn't let other people (especially Percy) see. Wow, Percy can't see. Writing from a blind man's perspective was a little difficult, I really on sight so much for my writing. Yes, mushiness and couple drama! If you hate it, let me know and I'll make it short, love it and just tell me how long it should be. Thanks so much for reading!