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A/N: Oh, look! I finally updated. I never knew or thought this would turn out to be a whole story, but maybe it will, considering you guys liked it so much. But okay...what did I do to get so many follows and favorites in less than 24 hours? I love you guys. I don't know what I did to deserve such amazing readers, and I know I'm nothing special, but you guys truly make my days with your reviews. Thank you. Anyways, onto the second chapter of "Broken" I hope you guys like it!

Percy's P.O.V:

Percy looked up and his eyes met the piercing grey eyes he had spent nights thinking about.

Annabeth Chase.

From what it seemed like, she was sitting on the roof of her home, perfectly calm.

Although, once she saw Percy, her eyes widened. "Oh my gods, did I hit you?"

Even though it was irrelevant, Percy couldn't help but grin at the fact that she used their old joke, "oh my gods", even three years later. He nodded, trying to ignore the pounding of his heart, "Yeah. You did."

Percy couldn't hear was she was saying, but it sounded as though she was cursing.

Since the front door was right across the fence that Percy was standing from, he could hear faint shouting and yelling. A pang went through him when he remembered Annabeth and him talking about her parents endlessly arguing, and Annabeth crying in front of him when they were eleven. They were still fighting?

When he looked up again, he saw her jump down from the roof to her balcony, landing perfectly. Stretching her legs, as if it were nothing, she swung her legs over the balcony, and walked over to him, opening the fence.

"I am so sorry," She said, before Percy could say anything, "I didn't mean to hit you, I swear."

Percy smiled. When he looked at her, he realized she was wearing shorts with old flip flops and a purple tank top. It seemed as though her style had never changed, yet when he looked at her face more clearly, she seemed different. Even though Percy had seen her through the hallways in between classes, he never really took a better look at her. Her cheekbones were more prominent, and her grey eyes were absolutely gorgeous now. Her blonde hair was up in a ponytail, one strand of her having escaped, framing her face perfectly. She was still chin height compared to Percy, but she had grown quite a bit, Percy noticed.

"Is there something on my face?" Annabeth asked, looking at Percy questioningly.

Percy had the sudden urge to hug her, something he had never felt before. He realized he was staring, and shook his head, "Nothing."

"It's been a while," Annabeth said, and Percy saw her shiver.

Making a split decision, Percy took his hoodie off and handed it to her, making her smile. It made him oddly happy to know he had been the source of her smile.

"Thanks," Annabeth said, and Percy nodded.

"It has been a while," He confirmed, "How are you, Wise Girl?"

Annabeth grinned, and Percy's heart fluttered, though he tried to ignore it. "Fine, I guess. How are you, Seaweed Brain?"

Percy shrugged, wanting to tell her about Gabe, but at the same time not wanting to. He had just talked to her, after years, but to him, it felt like they were just apart for a couple hours, and nothing had changed. He grinned when Annabeth used the old nickname, remembering how they had given their nicknames to each other, when they were ten.

Annabeth laughed as Percy fell into the water at the beach, her eyes shining. Annabeth had pushed him while they were walking along the beach, and him being Percy, he had tripped over his own feet, falling backwards onto the water, soaking his shirt and shorts.

They had sneaked out to the beach when Annabeth had came over to Percy's house, tears in her eyes, and Percy had decided to take her to the beach while Gabe was at work. Annabeth's older brother, Malcolm, was home for the summer from university at Columbia, and he had agreed to be their chaperone, sneaking them out when Annabeth's parents weren't home.

"I hate you," He grumbled, and attempted to get back up, but his foot got caught in seaweed, resulting in him falling, for the second time in the water, this time soaking both his face and all his clothes.

Annabeth grinned as she looked at Percy, who was sprawled on the water, "You better get out before the tide comes in," She stepped into the water, holding her hand out for Percy to take.

An idea hit Percy, and smirking, he took Annabeth's hand, but instead of pulling himself up, he pulled Annabeth down with him, making her fall on top of him, laughing.

"Oh, you just asked for it, Seaweed Brain." Annabeth's hair was soaked, her t-shirt and jeans also, but nonetheless, she was laughing along with him.

"Seaweed Brain?" Percy asked, eyebrows raised at the nickname.

Annabeth nodded, and giggling, she pointed to his hair, which had seaweed stuck in it. Percy sighed, and looked up at his best friend, who was now watching the sea in the distance, "What are you doing?"

"Calculating when the tide will come in," She replied, as if it were something she did everyday. Her eyebrows were scrunched and she was biting her lip, which, Percy thought, made her look adorable.

Percy snorted. "Wise Girl, much?"

Percy heard a rumbling sound, and Annabeth suddenly got out of the water, picking herself up with grace, something Percy never had. Her hair whipped around with the wind, even though it was soaking wet.

She looked at Percy, eyebrows raised, "Are you going to get out before the tide hits, Seaweed Brain? It's right behind you."

Percy smiled at the faint memory, missing the old times with him and Annabeth. He wished they could go back to being little kids, where suddenly everything was less simple. "I'm fine, how's life?"

Annabeth shrugged, "Fine. Yours?"

Percy could tell Annabeth was hiding something by the way her shoulders seemed stiff, "What's wrong?"

Annabeth looked surprised, "What do you mean?"

"I mean," Percy said, "I know you, and it seems like something's wrong."

Annabeth shook her head, "Nothing's wrong," But Percy could see the tone of her voice had changed, and it suddenly became quieter, as though she was trying to hide something.

Annabeth looked surprised, "What do you mean?"

"I mean," Percy said, "I know you, and it seems like something's wrong."

Annabeth shook her head, "Nothing's wrong," But Percy could see the tone of her voice had changed, and it suddenly became quieter, as though she was trying to hide something.

Percy raised his eyebrows, but was cut off by Annabeth.

"Oh, crap. What time is it?" She asked, suddenly worried.

Percy checked his clock, "6:03 am, why?"

Annabeth's eyes widened, "Oh, shit. I have to go."

Percy opened his mouth to say something but saw Annabeth suddenly left, opening the gate of her lawn in a hurry.

Although, before shutting the gate behind her, Annabeth smiled at him. "Cya around, Seaweed Brain."

Silently smiling and waving to her, Percy took a deep breath once Annabeth had left, not knowing what was wrong with him.

He saw the rock he had been hit with, and walking over to it, he picked it up, wrapping his fingers around it.

Smiling faintly, Percy decided to go home, if he could even call it that.

Taking a deep breath and preparing day another day of abuse, Percy set off to his "house", the rock still held tightly in his hand.

Percy nodded as Rachel told him about her day.

They were at the park, sitting together on a bench, the afternoon after Percy's incident with Annabeth.

"..So he got so pissed at me when he found a bunch of paintings and paint hidden underneath my bed, he said he would make sure I wouldn't became an 'American slut' and honestly I hate it." Rachel, Percy's girlfriend, told him, sighing and and putting her face on her hands.

Percy smiled, and removed her hands from her face, revealing her emerald green eyes. "Look, Rachel, I know things are hard. But you're amazing, and you can do whatever you want in life. Once you turn eighteen, the world is yours, so just remember that."

Percy and Rachel had started dating in the summer of eighth grade, when she had kissed him while they were hanging out at the park. He had agreed in hopes of getting Annabeth out of his mind, and even though it was shallow, it had helped a little bit. A little.

He had ended up falling for her as they became closer, and even in the summer of freshman year, he was still dating her, but with feelings.

Rachel smiled at him. "I'll keep that in mind. It just hasn't been the same with mom gone, you know? He's suddenly all colder now."

Percy nodded, knowing what it felt like to lose a mom. His mother, Sally, had died due to a car accident when he was ten, and since Percy didn't know where his father was, he had to live with Gabe.

"I understand," Percy said, "but Rachel, I'm always here for you, alright? Don't forget that."

Rachel smiled at him, and she leaned it, "I know."

Percy leaned in, repeating the motion, and when their lips met, Percy couldn't help but notice something.

Just like any other time Rachel and Percy kissed, he felt no spark.

Percy shut the door behind him, praying Gabe hadn't noticed he was gone.

Of course, Percy never had luck on his side. Gabe was waiting for him the second he entered, his bald head shining against the lights and his jaw clenched in anger.
"Where the hell have you been?" He snarled, the half-empty beer bottle shaking in his hand as he came towards Percy.

Instinctively, Percy backed away from him until his back hit the wall, and he had no way of getting away from Gabe.

Smart move, Jackson.

"I was with Rachel," Percy replied, sounding more confident than he really was. He saw no point in lying to him, knowing very well if Gabe found out he lied, even for just a little thing, he would just get beat.

Gabe growled and came closer to him until Percy could smell the whiskey on his breath. "Didn't I tell you not to hang out with that girl?"

Percy couldn't help but snort. "You've told me a lot of shit, in case you've forgotten."

Percy knew he said the wrong thing when Gabe's jaw clenched and his eyes filled with anger.

Growling, Gabe lifted his beer bottle up, and threw it at Percy, the beer bursting out, and laughing when the shards of glass pierced through Percy's skin, making him cry out in pain.

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