Disclaimer: Still not Rick.
Everyone is beginning to pick up the pieces now, except me. It's so hard, for us all. You made such an impact on our lives, it's such a huge gap now you're gone. Camp has such a sombre atmosphere, the new campers pick up immediately that something has happened.
Gods Percy, your mother. If it wasn't for Paul, she'd be as broken as me. But he's kept her strong, kept her going, like I know you would've done for me. Sally and I meet up often, to mourn together. It's comforting to know someone is suffering as much as yourself, but she's healing and I'm not. We sit on the beach and eat blue food, talking about irrelevant things neither of us care about. Just for you, Seaweed Brain.
I spend most of my time at the lake now. Of course I do, remember after the war? The underwater kiss? I feel close to you there. Just sitting by the water hurts so much but helps at the same time. I keep expecting you to surface from the water with that stupid, goofy grin on your face. Picturing that smile makes me want to laugh and cry at the same time, I don't know what to do.
I almost laughed the other day. Almost. It was because of Travis and Connor, of course. They were knocking on all the cabin doors and running off, until they reached the Hecate cabin. That cabin now has two temporary plants. I smiled, but I couldn't bring myself to laugh. It didn't feel right without you.
I'll keep trying though Percy.
I promise.
A/N Okay, so this story was originally going to just be a one-off, but then this idea popped into my mind and I thought I should write it down and if I didn't think it was completely horrific I'd publish it. So here we are.
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