Camp was alive with Christmas. Carols were being sung cookies were being made and trees were being put up all over camp. Dionysus even let the snow come through the boarders so we could have a white Christmas. But even with all this cheer my heart couldn't help but continue to shatter. It had been a week since Percy disappeared and my heart felt like the grinch was poking at it with a metal rod. I tried to be in the spirit I really did but he was constantly on my mind.
"You coming sis." Malcolm said from the doorway. Everyone was going to the christmas eve bonfire.
"I think i'll pass." I told him.
He gave me a sympathetic smile and walked out.
I sat in my room for an hour before the utter silence and smell of s'mores was to much for me to handle. I walked out of my cabin. The cold snow wetting my tan Uggs. My Goode swimming sweat pants tucked inside them to stay dry from the snow. I walked and walked not knowing where my feet were taking me or caring.
I ended up on the marble steps of one of the cabins. A blue 3 with a trident in the doorway. It was his cabin. I opened the door knob. When I entered I could smell the sea. I walked in and looked around no one had touched anything in his cabin since he had left. The sofa pillows were still out of order his bed was sorta made, well as made as Percy could have made it. Some camp shirts lay on the ground with some mismatched socks.
I walked over and sat on the couch. I closed my eyes and imagined this place like it was last summer. I could almost feel his arms around around me, my head on his shoulder. We would sit in here wrapped in each others talk for hours about anything and everything. I lone tear rolled down my face.
If I had only felt the warmth within your touch
I just wanted him to hold me, for me to feel his warmth
If I had only seen how you smile when you blush
The cute blush that would grace his cheeks when he was being a Seaweed brain. I missed that.
Or how you curl your lip when you concentrate enough
When he would do his school work and come across a hard problem how his lip would curl. His eye brows would scrunch up concentrated. And I thought it was the cutest thing in the world.
I would have known what I was living for, What I've been living for
And now him being gone made me realize just how much I wanted no needed him.
I felt like I had been taken off a life saving drug. I was drowning with no one to save me. I was alone.
I got up off the sofa and went to his closet and grabbed one of his camp shirts and pulled it over my head. It was to large for me but I didn't care. I crawled into his bed the smell of the sea and Old Spice washing over me.
Your love is my turning page
The spark in my heart was the only thing giving me hope that he was out there somewhere, he had to be. That spark was the only thing keeping me going. The hope to have his love was the only thing keeping me going day after day, turning my pages.
I turned off the only light I had turned on his desk light. The room filled with darkness and I wrapped myself in the covers. "Merry Christmas Seaweed Brain, where ever you are."
Hey Y'all sorry that was kinda depressing for the first Christmas chapter but don't fear i'm writing a few Christmas chapters all from different points in their life! Hope you enjoyed and please review:) Also The song is turning page by Sleeping at Last. That's what I was listening to when I wrote the song and It's s beautiful that I think you should listen to it too! k? Love ya:) Also this is my second update of the day so chapter 19 and 20 are both new. Lucky you:)