I picked Percy up and apparently Annabeth, too. This was going to be so awkward, awkward in the way that I´m-on-a-kind-of-date-with-my-"little-sisters"-boyfriend-while-she-takes-along. Nope, not awkward at all. When we came to the cabin everyone were finding a spot to sit, in the room that I would call a living room. We were lucky to get a seat on the couch.
We was playing truth or dare, there were some pretty good dares in between, like Conner and Travis had to dress up as girls (with the help from the Aphrodite kits of cause). It was sight for gods it was really funny and the funniest part was when they started acting like total girly girls. Chatting about how their shoes matched their make-up. Or whispering lout enough so everyone wound here them about witch boys they found hot.
But when time passed by I started not to pay attention. Until a heard Annabeth saying "Percy Jackson I dare you to make out with the closest guy." It didn't accrue to me that I was the guy closest to him before he sat on my lap, one leg on each side of my thighs and his hands around my neck. His lips were on mine. He hesitated like asking for permission. So as an answer I just let my tongue ran past his bottom lip, while started moving my hands up and down his back.
We kissed rough and passionate fighting for dominates. Like when we were fighting for real none us of giving up and it ended whit me winning the fight as always. It felt like no one else was existing, only me and my echo. Then I realized everyone had fallen silent just watching and waiting for us to finish. And when we finely finished someone in the crowd, I think it was Clarise that said: "I think Prissy just found himself a new boyfriend." And anyone broke out in laughter. Boyfriend… boyfriend. That sounds good. My boyfriend, mine and only MINE. I panicked, what was that? And in a second I knew it was that part of Kronos that hadn't left. That part that reminds of what I happily had forgotten. That part of me that´s a murder.
(Annabeth point of view)
At first he seemed a little choked and defiantly suppressed. But as I suspected, he didn´t hesitate to get on Luke´s lap, kissing and touching, a real make out. It would have been enough if he had just given him a nice grandma kiss on the lips. When we were living, I followed Luke back. We had to talk, no we didn´t need to talk I just needed to make something wary clear.
I didn´t bother to knock on the door, I just walked in and maybe closing it so hard that some people would have called it to smack the door. "I don´t care if you like him or not, but he likes you and that is all that matters. Don't say a word before I am don spiking. He have been though a lot, I don't know if he told you and I don't care if he did, but I know… I know. So be gentle to him and all he needs to be… deserves to be happy and you make him happy." I took along breath. "That is why I have decided that you and… I´m really going to regret this. But that you and Percy can fuck eat other as must as you want as long as you remember:
1) He is my boyfriend.
2nd) No one knows.
3th) No screwing with him, before we have girlfriend boyfriend time.
4th) no kissing and for Percy´s part no liking.
5th) ALWAYS use protection!
6th) and for the sake of the gods don't hurt him or I´m gonna kill you in your sleep!" I was out of the room before he could say a word. Don´t get me wrong I really wanted to keep him all to myself, but I knew Percy better than to keep him bound. He is like a horse beautiful, spontaneous, strong and wild. You could tam him, but keep him bound. And I wanted to keep him then I had to be satisfied with what I could get.
I ran and kept running until I reached Thelia´s tree. I know it was lame to go here because she wasn´t here, but no matter it still gave me some comfort. Now when I sat here against the trunk it started. The agony of love, The crying and the pain.
'I´m read the books, watched the shows, what's the best way? No one knows, Anything to take from my mind. But it won't go.
I fake a smile, tell lie and say that I'm better now than ever, and my life's okay. But it's not.
I am going through six degrees of separation.
First, I think the worst is a broken heart, what's gonna kill me is the second part and the third, is when my world splits down the middle. And fourth, I´m gonna think that I fixed myself.
Fifth, I know he´s out with someone else and the sixth is when you admit that you may have messed up a little.
There ain't no help, it's every man for himself. I´m only doing things out of desperation, no there's no starting over, no hesitation,
That's when you know I've reached the sixth degree of separation.'