A/N: Enjoy. WARNING: SWEARING AND ALCOHOL
*2 weeks later*
Annabeth POV:
Percy and I have gotten closer ever since our friend date. I feel like he's helping me getting over my previous relationship experience. I may even be developing feelings for this boy. Maybe.
I still haven't seen my brother or Reyna ever since the day I landed. Which is great for me, I mean I can't handle his shit right now. It pisses me off. But I've got to admit, I really do miss my brother. A lot.
Honestly, after I had drank that night I don't remember anything. It really bugs me. I was probably heavily intoxicated. But I'm sure Percy was there when I had my meltdown.
Maybe I should go ask him about that night.
I pushed off my bed sheets and walked down the stairs.
I looked in the kitchen and found that he wasn't there. So I rounded the corner to the living room.
There he was, playing the new call of duty game.
"Freakin' noob tube!" he yelled as he threw the controller onto the ground.
I walked in and took a seat next to him on the couch.
"I swear! If all you're gonna do is noob tube then don't play hardcore man!" he yelled into the microphone.
I just laughed. He so enthusiastic about call of duty.
He quickly turned when he heard my laugh and smiled.
"Morning wise girl" he winked as he threw an arm around my shoulder.
"Morning seaweed brain" I smiled as I leaned into his chest.
"I'll hit you guys up later" Percy said into the mic as he switched off the game console.
"You didn't have to" I whispered into his chest.
"No I didn't but I wanted to" he smiled as he began to massage my shoulders.
I let out a sigh.
"Annabeth? What's up?" he asked
"I was just thinking about that night"
"What night?"
"The night I landed"
"Oh…" he whispered.
"Can you tell me what happened?" I asked looking up to his face.
Grey eyes met green ones.
"What do you want to know?"
"Everything… That night was a blur for me" I confessed.
"You sure?" he asked concerned.
"Yes Percy" I said letting a small smile form on my lips.
"Okay…" he started
*20 minutes later*
Annabeth POV:
"Gods! What's wrong with me!" I sobbed as I buried my face into my hands.
Percy began to rub soothing circles into my back.
"Nothing Annabeth" he whispered.
"How stupid am I!? Why the hell did I call him!" I spat out.
God, I am so pissed at myself.
"Stupid Stupid Stupid!" I yelled shooting off of the couch and heading to the kitchen.
God! I just can't. I can't take this right now. I need to forget.
I walked into the kitchen and headed towards the liquor cabinet.
As I walked in I heard Percy run after me.
I reached in a pulled out a clear bottle of everclear. I proceed to open it when I felt Percy wrap his arms around my torso, stopping my motions.
I wiggled trying to get out of his embrace.
"Percy! Let me go!" I sobbed.
"No!" he yelled gripping me tighter.
"Just let me go!" I repeated.
He let me go and pulled the alcohol out of my hand throwing it onto the floor 2 feet from us.
I jumped back as a million pieces of glass shattered.
I threw my hand over my mouth and looked at Percy.
His green eyes were filled with pure anger.
"ALCOHOL IS NOT THE ANSWER!" he yelled.
I was shocked.
I wiped my tears away and stared at him.
He had never yelled at me in this way.
"GODS! I JUST CAN'T! I FUCKING JUST CAN'T!" He yelled as he took a step closer to me.
I took an involuntary step back. He frightened me.
Percy POV:
God, this just pisses me off. So fucking bad. Why can't she see that alcohol isn't the god dam answer! Why does she always run to it! Can't she see how bad it was!
"GODS! I JUST CAN'T! I FUCKING JUST CAN'T!" I yelled as I took a step closer to her.
She took a step back.
I looked at her closely, her stormy grey eyes portrayed fear.
Fear of me.
I took a breath. Shit… I need to control this…
"Listen... I... I'm sorry" I said as I took a step back running a hand through my hair.
"I...I just hate it Annabeth" I started.
"I hate how you always run to alcohol. I hate how you always want to forget. I just… I just want…" I huffed out.
"I don't know what I want" I said as I turned around walking out of the kitchen.
I went upstairs and into my room lying on my bed.
"What the hell is wrong with me?" I sighed as I closed my eyes. She's scared of me. God why can't I just control this.
Annabeth POV:
Percy left and went upstairs.
I had to admit, his temper kind of scared me. He was always calm and level headed. Never angry. I was just shocked at how he changed.
I gazed at the broken pieces of glass all along the floor.
I should probably clean it up.
I went into the closet and brought out a broom.
I swept it all into a dust pan and dumped it into the trash.
Next I pulled out a Swiffer and mopped up the alcohol.
As I finished mopping I put the mop back into the closet.
I walked out of the kitchen and walked up the stairs.
Maybe… Maybe I should go in... I thought as I gazed at Percy's door.
I put my hand on the door ready to knock…
But I couldn't bring myself to do it…
Maybe he needed some space. Some space from me.
I pulled my hand back and went into my room.
I changed my clothes and threw on a white simple dress that stopped mid-thigh and put an oversized grey cardigan over it. I matched that with a pair of knee high grey socks and some black boots. I threw my hair up into a messy bun and I grabbed my black purse and walked down the stairs.
As I reached the door I stopped and looked back up to Percy's room.
I ran back up and was prepared to knock when I heard the shower turn on.
I pulled my hand back and reached into my purse for a paper and pen.
I quickly scribbled down a note and opened his door.
I laid the note on his night stand and closed the door.
I jogged down the stairs and walked out of the front door.
Maybe… maybe he just needs some time to cool down I thought as I turned the corner and began to walk down the busy street.
A/N: I hope you all liked this update! Poor PERCABETH, is this their first fight? Will Percy go and find her? Will Annabeth ever talk to her brother? No one knows! Thanks for reading and Please leave a review! Thanks!
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