Chapter 6

Annabeth's POV

"What do you mean?" Annabeth said.

"He's got this cut about 8 inches long on his chest, and it's infected and green. It's really deep and it's spewing blood. I think I can see bone. Did you know about this?"

"No, how did he get it."

"That's the thing, he refuses to tell us."

Percy's POV

In Percy's defense, he didn't know the blade was poisoned. Then he probably would have told his mom, and made her swear not to tell Annabeth. Probably. It had happened only five days ago. A few weeks ago Annabeth and he had fought a Hydra and Annabeth had accidently cut of a head before Percy stabbed the monster. Percy didn't know that some venom was still left on Annabeth's knife.

The night before they were supposed to leave for California, Annabeth had one of her worst nightmeres. She kept must of thought he was Luke because when he tried to comfort her she had ran away and called him Luke. He had tried to calm her down, but next thing he knew she had her knife and had attacked Percy. Percy finally calmed her down ,but once she was asleep. He noticed she had cut him on the chest he poured some nectar on it and bandaged it up. It hadn't looked bad at the time.

The next morning, Annabeth was oblivious to her PTSD attack. About a third of all her attacks she couldn't remember in the morning. Percy usually didn't tell her because he didn't want her to be afraid of her self. Annabeth could never know that she had hurt Percy. They left New York on Saturday morning and arrived in LA Monday night after dropping off Annabeth in San Francisco. Paul's younger brother Joshua was a single man in his early thirties. He was plenty nice to Percy, but he didn't know Percy's secret.

His cut had looked fine until Christmas Eve morning. It hurt like crazy and it was red, and green around the edges. Christmas Day he started feeling nauseous as he left Annabeth's house. When he got home he went to bed early, sleeping on the floor of the guest room.

Around 3 o'clock his mom awaked him. His head was spinning and his chest hurt terribly. He was so dizzy and weak he could barely sit up. His heart was racing. He tried to assure his mom he was ok, but he was a terrible liar. His mom called Annabeth, and Percy tried to stop her. Annabeth could never know that she had done this to him, she would be afraid. It would only make it worse, and her panic attacks may stop coming as nightmeres. Percy couldn't let anything happen to Annabeth.

His mom had said he had a fever of 106, and that he should go to the hospital. He tried to protest and stand up, but he was to weak and fell over. Paul caught him and looked him in the eye. "Percy," he said sternly. "You can barely stand. You need to go to the hospital." Paul helped him out to Joshua's car.

Percy's head was spinning so fast he could barely see. His chest flared with pain as he got in the car. Joshua was driving, with Paul sitting up front. Percy's mom sat in the back with Percy with his head on her lap. She was rubbing Percy's back, when she felt a bump. She pulled up his shirt to reveal a bandage on Percy's chest. His entire chest was red. Percy tried to stop her from peeling off the bandage, but he was too weak. She gasped when she saw the cut. "Percy when did you get this? Percy?" He didn't reply. "Percy?" He moaned. Percy's mom felt his forehead. He was burning up. "How much longer?"

"Still at least 15 minutes." Joshua said. "But I can make it ten."

Annabeth's POV

Annabeth pulled up to the hospital around 5:30. She immediately saw Sally and Paul talking to a doctor. Annabeth jogged up to them. "Paul, Mrs. Jackson."

Sally turned. "Annabeth," she said, pulling Annabeth into a hug.

"How's Percy?" Annabeth asked hoping for good news.

"Not good, they believe that he was attacked with a dagger that was laced with powerful snake venom. The wound got infected and between the venom and the infection his body is in overdrive trying to stop it. They've tried all the anti-venoms they've got but nothing's working."

"How did this happen?" Sally was silent. "Mrs. Jackson how did this happen." Tears were streaming down Sally's face.

"He did want anyone to know. He was refusing to tell us, but we finally got him to tell us."

"What happened?" Annabeth did not like where this was going.

"I don't know how to say this, but he says you did it. One night you had a bad nightmere and you thought he was Luke and you attacked him. I'm so sorry"

Annabeth turned and ran. She ran through the halls turning random corners, tears streaming down her face. She finally found a supply closet and locked her self inside. She collapsed on the floor sobbing. Her Seaweed Brain was dying and it was all her fault.

A/N Sorry this chapter is so short! Most of my chapters are about 1,300 words, but this one is only 850