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Hello everyone, how did you cope with being down for several hours? I've only know about this site for a few days and I feel like I'm going through withdrawal and I'm bored of waiting and checking so I've decided to start writing chapter 4. I hope you all enjoy it!
A heads up for all of you, this is where the story gets really dark. I'm just giving a warning because I don't want someone to read this chapter and have nothing after it to see what happens because it gets pretty depressing.
I hope you can all push through this chapter for the story, thank you to all of you giving me support and reading my story, this has been a really fun experience for me to write my own story!
Last thing, I was reading through my old chapters and noticed several grammar and spelling errors, and I'm sorry. Several people have been wanting me to update quickly so I didn't proofread as thoroughly as I should have, I'll try to do better about that.
And now, without any more delays, Chapter 4
Percy's POV
I was speechless.
My brain seemed to shut down and I wasn't able to think for a few seconds. When thoughts returned to my head they were a jumbled, undiscernible mess. I couldn't look at Annabeth, and I stared at the lake below my feet.
How had this happened to me? Where had we gone wrong?
These thoughts were swimming through my mind as my reality seemed to collapse on itself.
I jumped into the lake.
As I broke through the surface of the water I heard Annabeth call my name, but I ignored her. I wasn't in any state for reasoning and I didn't want to see anybody so I sank to the bottom of the lake and stayed there, trying to comprehend what had happened to me.
I had done everything for her, I had left camp and followed a quest to rescue her, given up eternity with Calypso for her; I even gave up immortality among the gods to be with her.
And she took what I gave and stabbed me in heart.
I could barely stand it, I wanted to cry, yell, scream, anything to get the emotions I was feeling to leave, but I couldn't, all I could do was sit at the bottom of the lake with my head in my hands. I felt like a piece of my heart… no, my soul had been ripped from me.
The one person I'd ever loved enough to give anything for had replaced me, and there was nothing I could do about it.
I was at the bottom of the lake for hours. I could sense fish curiously swimming around me, and occasionally a naiad wondering what was wrong, and what happened to the Son of the Sea God.
I acknowledged none of them.
Eventually I passed out on the floor of the lake for a restless night of sleep.
I'd like to say that a night of sleep had helped my emotions, but if anything it had made them worse.
I couldn't shake the feeling that I was alone and I'd lost the only person I cared for, who I thought had cared for me.
She led me on and betrayed me.
I wanted to feel angry, I could cope with anger, hit something, break something, and then I could make it go away by letting out my anger, but I couldn't get angry. I could only feel sadness and complete lack of joy.
Annabeth had meant everything to me, and I would have given up anything for her, and I did.
I finally forced myself to walk to shore.
When I surfaced there was nobody there, and when I looked at the dock Annabeth was gone. I wasn't surprised, but there was something on the dock. I walked over to it to see it was a necklace I had given her on our six month anniversary.
That was my breaking point.
I picked it up and clenched it in my fist choking back tears. I couldn't keep this up and I knew it. I needed someone to talk to, but there was no one. I needed someone to be there for me, but there wasn't anybody. I was alone.
I went to my cabin and sat on my bed.
I pulled out a notepad that Annabeth had given me a few months ago, insisting that I should start writing down our adventures.
I flipped open the notebook and looked at what was there. I had written everything I could remember, and every detail about it. The first time I arrived at camp, our quest to retrieve Zeus's Master Bolt and save my mom, our quest to save Grover and retrieve the Golden Fleece with Tyson, the quest lead by Zoe to save Artemis that I had snuck on to save Annabeth, Annabeth's quest through the Labyrinth where she had kissed me for the first time and Calypso's Island, and finally the missions and battles to protect Olympus from Kronos. I had even written down the first real date that I had taken Annabeth on because I considered it to be an adventure.
I read these, all of them, and tried to get comfort from the memories, but it only made it worse, forcing me to remember how much I loved Annabeth. I knew no matter what I did I would never forget her.
I can't take the pain, this has to end.
I looked at my nightstand and opened the drawer. Inside I found a knife that I kept there in case of emergencies.
I almost smirked thinking that after this, I wouldn't ever have another emergency, another problem, another pain… or another loved one lost…
I stood in the middle of my cabin and held the point of the knife to my stomach.
I said to myself "I'm sorry everyone, but I can't take this."
Before I could hesitate I plunged the knife into my stomach and fell to my knees.
As I touched the ground my eyes were clouded with pain, but I saw the door open and heard Nico's voice say "Percy, where—" and then he saw me as I fell over onto the floor.
"Oh my gods Percy!" he yelled and kneeled by and pulled out the knife and tried to stop the bleeding. My vision was going darker but I thought I could hear someone crying, it sounded like a girl's voice.
The last thing I saw before I blacked out was a reflection of light off of blonde hair above me…
That's it for chapter 4, and I'm sorry that this chapter is so dark and depressing. I hope it doesn't make any of you sad seeing this, but I promise it will get happier! Just stick with me on this! Thank you to all my great readers! Please review or PM me if you have any ideas or suggestions and I hope to see you in the next chapter!
