Chapter 4

So, birthday for me, yay! Not yay. Terribly confusing and just two 3 massive memories in my head all floating at once. Number one, my first ever birthday gift that I can actually remember and that isn't in a fake universe. Number two, my 'date' I had with Will on my second year at the psychiatric ward, when we had just started 'officially' 'dating' in secret, but not really.

The third, well, Will and I doin' the do. A lot. For about 24 hours. Did I say a lot? Well a lot. Frequently. You get the picture.

So, of course my pessimistic self only saw this situation as half empty, instead of half full, after Will and I did the frick frack (thrice) that morning, I mentally was beating myself up about how I'm taking advantage of my fake dreamlike Will. Well that's not going to stop me, but it sure ruins the day for at least 3 hours.

It actually occured to me that instead of examining my metaphoric glass, I should just grab the glass and drink it, taking the opportunity. But, then I think, what if that glass is acid? Or pig snot?

And then I realize how insane I feel and I just stopped my mentally metaphoric glass of pig snot.

Will and I stayed in my bed, looking up at the ceiling, his arm around me and our bare legs tangled helplessly.

"Can we just stay like this forever?" I sighed. Will nodded and I sighed again. I just seem to love to sigh.

"I think I'd like that," Will hummed and played with my black hair for a bit. Until I saw the bright colours appear before us. Hazel, Reyna, Percy, Annabeth and Frank were all grinning at us from the 'Iris Message' (my imagination stretches far).

But, at their utter look of embarrassment, at seeing our naked forms, I quickly got over my mental pat on the back about imagination and pulled the covers up a bit more, covering my stomach a bit more.

"Well... hey!" Hazel beamed at me and I looked over at Will, who was burning red.

"Lucky we didn't get you half an hour before, am I right?" Percy said, grinning at winking.

"Percy!" Frank huffed, mortified. Hazel fanned herself with one hand.

"Can you guys like... come back in ten?" Will pleaded.

"Oh with or without your diginty, which you threw at us along with your clothes?" Percy smirked. I leant forward and swiped my hand through the message.

Will and I quickly cleaned ourselves a little and changed. "Gods that was the most embarrassing thing ever,"

"I know right!" I sighed. Will grabbed me by the hips and pulled me to him.

"But, I'm sure worse has happened to others," He kissed me quickly, but behind my head, I heard someone snicker.

"Back for round 2 are you?" Reyna mused. We spun around and blushed, but Will quickly spurted out: "Four, actually," but then covered his mouth in utter embarrassment. Percy literally laughed so hard he fell of the chair and Hazel stood and left, returning a few seconds later.

"Well. We just IM'd to say... happy birthday," Annabeth said around giggles.

"Too bad Will already said it," Percy mused.

"Three times," Frank muttered.

"Oh my god I'm just going to leave now," I held my face, which was burning hot from blushing.

"So yeah, happy birthday," Reyna cheered and they all joined in singing the happy birthday song and then for he's a jolly good fellow and blah blah blah, by the end of the message I was as red as my face could possibly be, as if Zeus was just holding a blood magnet over my head and bringing all the blood pumping throughout my body to my face.

That's supposed to be taken in the least morbid way, by the way.

"Well. That was... different." Will mused.

"Yeah. Also, someone's feeling courageous. Four? Really? They had to know?" I snickered slightly as he blushed.

"I don't know. It just... happened, " He smiled at me. It's so weird. If this were a dream or hallucination, I don't think my mind would be able to wrap understand the idea of Will just saying that off handedly. Not like unimaginative or anything, but it's just so... un-him.

He brought me outside and to the infirmary. "I'm sorry that I have duty on your birthday but one of the younger kids bailed on me,"

"That's okay. One day we'll get out of here," I literally slapped my hand over my mouth after I said that. Will just grinned even more and kissed my cheek, then nose, then forehead.

"We will. When summer rolls away, let's find our own place, okay? Just an apartment, just the two of us," He grinned at me and I smiled tentatively back. This is... so perfect. I don't care if this is fake- I'm actually starting to believe it's not. That my life is just crazy. This is the best birthday present ever, from Will.

"Su-"

Bang.

Something hit me in the back, and I went flying forwards, straight into Will, who quickly caught me. Before I blacked out, I heard a few girls scream and saw Will's bright orange shirt dripping with my blood. His panicked eyes blacked out of my vision.

So I sat in oblivion for a bit, that same place where it's the colour of nothing. Hard to imagine, even harder to be in. Eventually I felt myself being pulled up, like someone had attached a belt around my hips and tugged me upwards and upwards.

I blinked and instantly a wave of pain hit me, around my torso. Will was hovering over me, and we were moving, he was running. Everything was white. The infirmary? I cried out in pain and Will said something, but my ears were blocked.

My whole body racked with unimaginable pain. Every cell in my body, every single tiny part was excruciatinglying painful. I looked up at Will and noticed that he was so panic stricken. I couldn't turn my head to see what was behind me, pushing me forward, but eventually someone opened the doors and pushed me through, Will staying behind. A hand with dark skin (which reminded me of Hazel and Maltesers) put a mask over my face. I shook my head slightly, signaling no, but the person said something- which sounded all blurry- and put it over my nose and mouth anyway. In a few seconds I was out.

So this is considerably short compared to others, but who cares! I felt if I kept going then it would ruin the surprise! Just keep watching IT GETS BETTER I PROMISE.

Well actually I don't promise, you'll have to tell me in the reviews *winkwinknudgenudge*

I feel like doing quote of the day, because why not?

It seems that perfection is not attained when there is nothing left to add, but when there is nothing left to take away.

(Translated by me, from French)

Okay so that pretty much summarizes why this is such a short chapter! (Apart from perfection- it could he better)

THANKS ALL AND HAVE A LOVED DAY/NIGHT/WHATEVER