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Annabeth's POV

I woke up with a bright light shining down on me. At first I thought I had made it to heaven, but then I felt the sharp pain in my head and I winced at the pain.

This was not heaven. And if it was, I wanted to go back to the hell I was already living in.

I felt someone squeeze my hand gently, tearing my away from my dark thoughts. "Annabeth. You okay?" The voice asked, full of concern.

"Percy?" I mumbled, wanting so desperately to see his face. My vision started focusing, and I saw Jason, sitting there, staring at me with those compelling crystal blue eyes.

I remembered the night he just left me and Percy, using me like the senseless fool I am. I should have known better.

I jerked away my hand, scowling at him.

"Why the fuck are you here?" I spat, my grey eyes clouding over.

"Annabeth," He began, "I'm sorry. I know I shouldn't have-"

"Used me?" I interrupted, "And then left me to rot in my own house? Yeah. I don't need to hear it. Matt already does that. Every day of my life."

"I know you've been hurt, but Percy-"

"Don't 'Percy' me. He wasn't the one who hurt me. He tells me everything, and he actually cares about me."

His eyes went dull for a moment.

"Does he?" He asked ominously.

I felt a chilling go down my spine as I heard those two familiar words.

'Does he?'

But I pushed that thought out of my mind. Jason may be arrogant, and untrustworthy, but he wouldn't threaten me that way the stranger did.

I clenched my hands together, trying to remember something I've lost. I know that I had it with me when I passed out.

Then I stared at my hands, wide-eyed.

"Oh my God!" I screamed, freaking out, getting up out of the bed.

Jason took a step back, his eyebrows furrowing. "What wrong?" He asked alarmingly.

"The necklace! It's gone!" I cried, throwing the pillows off the bed, breaking the vase behind me.

He ran over to me. "Annabeth, calm down." He said, gesturing me to sit down.

I glared at him, snapping my neck up from where I was searching. "Don't EVER tell me to CALM DOWN!" I shrieked, throwing one of the pillows at him.

He dodged it easily, and took my arms-holding them still.

"Let go!" I demanded, slamming my fists on his chest.

"Look at me, Annabeth." He begged softly.

I closed my eyes, refusing to look into his eyes.

"Annabeth." He said, harsher and his grip got harder. Afraid he was going to hit me, I opened my watery eyes, staring into his.

"I'm so sorry." He whispered, letting go of me. "But you need to know it's gone. Percy is gone."

I paused at that word.

Gone? He can't be gone.

"No he isn't." I argued, my voice shaky, part of me knowing what he was saying is true.

He hugged me tightly, burrowing my head into his neck.

This felt wrong. I knew deep down that something was wrong. But logic wasn't on my side. I couldn't refuse either way.

I inhaled his strong scent, almost bursting into tears.

"Come on." He said softly, carrying me out me out of the hospital and into his car-bridal style. I would have resisted, but there was not enough of me right now to be strong. I was empty. I let my head go limp on his shoulder, feeling the relaxing sway of his walk. It was incredible how safe I felt in his arms, unlike when I was with Percy. When I was with Percy, I felt alive, like I could do anything. It was always dangerous with him, always on the edge.

But with Jason, it was another thing. I was shielded guarded from anything that could harm me. I longed for someone to protect me the way he did. I never had someone to do so for me.

The ride home was calming-allowing me to forget the world even existed around me. Sometime I forget that. I forget that there are other people out there. I sometimes feel like there is no one there. It's like my world has its own little bubble and nothing can disturb it.

As I got home, I sighed walking up to my room with Jason walking close behind. For some reason, I'm still exhausted, even though I had a solid 12 hours of sleep.

Silently, I got into bed, with Jason lying next to me. I felt a twinge of regret, remembering the times with Percy here.

Percy's not here anymore. He's not going to be here anymore.

I repeated to myself over and over again, trying to get it to comprehend.

"Jason?" I asked my voice completely dry.

"Hmm?"

My voice dropped to a whisper. "Why did you leave?"

He sighed before answering my question.

"I knew you wanted to be with Percy. It was always Percy. So I let you have him. I couldn't stand watching you be with him. So I left." He answered honestly.

"But-" I began

Jason stopped me. "Shhh... It doesn't matter now Annabeth. Go to sleep."

The last thing I remember before wandering off to sleep was feeling his warm lips on my forehead, and I knew something then and there.

No matter how much I deny that I don't want his company, I knew deep down I needed it, and I needed him.

Jason's POV

I got up silently, trying not to waken Annabeth. I stared at her for a moment. She was undeniably pretty, even asleep. Her even breathing was absolutely adorable, enough to make you go crazy. It was unbelievable how much she could have an effect over me.

I snuck downstairs, glad that her father was at work.

That was a sentence said that too soon. I heard the doorknob rattle and I shot myself for being so clueless. It was already 6 o clock... of course he would be home. I ran around the stair case and hid.

The door swung open, hitting the wall, making the whole house shake.

"I'm home!" He bellowed with a wicked smile on his face.

He waited there for a minute, waiting for his slave-I mean Annabeth to come down and do his deeds. But she never came.

He grumbled to himself, something about Annabeth being a lazy bitch, while I held my breath, praying to God that I wouldn't be caught.

When he was fully upstairs, I made a dash for the back door but I knocked over the coat rack doing so.

I cursed silently to myself.

I heard footsteps shuffle rapidly, descending down the stairs.

"Who's there?" Matt screamed, but there was no answer.

He pulled out his slick black gun and cocked it. I cringed at the sound.

But I was smarter than that. I threw some coats into the kitchen, trying to distract him so I can make a run for it.

Like the stupid ape he is, he looked in the kitchen, shooting the bullet into the wall. I was outside, running as fast as my legs could carry me.

When I got into my house I slammed the door close, breathing like I just saw a ghost.

Percy was just sitting there, looking at the wall, completely miserable.

Perfect.

I smiled and walked into the kitchen, looking at him like he was a meal.

"What?" He asked viciously.

"What's up with the attitude?" I asked, innocently, getting a soda from the fridge.

"Just leave me the hell alone Jason." He threatened, whispering harshly.

I saunted toward him, reaching into my pocket and pilling out the bracelet he gave Annabeth.

He stared at it dreadfully, looking like he could welcome death himself.

"Annabeth wanted me to give that to you." I said smug, patting his shoulder affectionately.

Percy didn't take his eyes off of the necklace, like he was afraid it was going to disappear into thin air.

I took a sip of my drink, and started to walk out of the room, feeling completed.

I turned on one foot to see my brother's horrid face once more.

"Oh and Percy? Clean up this mess you made. Dad wouldn't like it when he gets home."

And with one last sip of my drink, I threw it on the floor in front of him and walked out of the room.

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