Don't Run Over Me

by inactive.account.sorrybabe

Who do you trust? Even your best friend can lie straight to your face. Would you trust her then? When the demi-gods aren't demi-gods, who goes where? Who is goth, a prep, a nerd, a jock? How can you just be a person, stuck in a category, with no way out? Annabeth can defy that, But can she stay where she wants to be? (The story gets better as it goes along...trust me?) PERCABETH!

20. Inside Percy's Mind

Inside Percy's Mind

Percy's POV

I was next in line to visit Annabeth. When she woke up, I was supposed to be the very first one to see her, to hold her hand, to tell her everything was alright. But it didn't happen. I knew it wouldn't happen. I had a feeling in my gut, a nervous emptiness that everything wasn't alright. I just couldn't visualize me holding her hand and whispering softly into her ear. I couldn't even picture us together as a normal couple, like we were. Something was going to be different, but I couldn't pin it. The future was on the tip of my tongue; it was so close, but so far. I tried to scrape some of it off with my perfectly white and aligned teeth but all I did was push it farther back.

I remember the call I got from Bianca, I didn't even know she had my number. My head was resting softly on my blue pillow. Come fast. Out cold. Miranda's evil. Please. The rest was a blur. The next thing, I was in the hospital, waiting.