This is the last chapter so you all must read the bottom. It's going to be in 3rd person for many reasons you'll find out soon. Short chapter this is.
Don't Look Down On Me
Last time on Don't Look Down On Me: She sighs and submits to your arguments. "Gosh, Annabeth," Becky says. "He's obviously totally in love with you, even I can tell. The past doesn't matter anymore, there's a little saying: it goes, live in the moment. Or something like that..."
Annabeth laughs. Your heart melts. Drama has occurred non-stop in your life since she's been here, but you wouldn't give it up for the world.
Chapter 12 (The Last Chapter): Her Memories
Percy waved at Becky as she left, heading home to go see her boyfriend, Trey. Annabeth turns to him with a slight frown on her face, she puts her shoes on then throws Percy's at him. He doesn't question her, knowing that he probably wouldn't get a direct answer.
"Where are we going?" he asks as they walk out the building.
"For a walk," she says, not letting much on.
He smiles and they continue walking, hand in hand. After a while, Annabeth pulls him to an alleyway, but not just any alleyway, THE alleyway. He looks at her in confusion as she stares at the spot that had a red stain on the ground, a blood stain.
"This is where I used to live," she whispers.
"Come on, you don't need to see this," he says, pulling her gently.
"Yes." she argues. "I do."
She crouches down to the spot, placing her hand, palm down, on the pavement. Her breathing turns shallow and she closes her eyes, a minute later a tear slid down her cheek. She pushes up from the ground and wipes away the tear and takes a second to put herself together.
She turns to him, offering him a reassuring smile, but he doesn't buy it. He grabs her arm and pulls her into a tight hug, trying to squeeze all her pain away. She breathes a silent sigh of relief as he holds onto her, happy for someone who won't push her away, looking at her in disgust.
"What does this mean for us?" she wonders.
"What do you mean?"
"I mean, how are we going to work things out. I can't just sit around at your apartment all day. I don't even have any clothes."
"Our apartment, it's ours. And we'll figure it out."
"Okay," she agrees, allowing him to think he won this round.
They walk into Thalia's, savoring the amazing restraunt smell, but before they can even sit down, a voice halts them.
"Annabeth, long time no see." A cocky male voice says.
Annabeth freezes but Percy turns to see who it is, a tall guy with sandy blonde hair, blue eyes, and a thin scar going down his face stands there.
"Luke," she whispers.
That's it. End of story. Literally. I'm going to start a sequel, so any ideas, story names, which pov, whos pov, anything! Seriously, I need ideas for the sequel. REVIEW so I know you want me to continue. Thanks! Later. Mel out.
