Hey guys! New chapter :) Hope you like it! Thanks to the people who reviewed! And I'm guessing it's pretty obvious who called Annabeth's name, eh? Well, here's the chapter!

Percy's POV

I swiped my iPod off my desk and grabbed my earphones. I was going out for a run, again. I just couldn't believe everything that happened.

I put my earphones in my ear and went the path that I always went, towards that abandoned bridge. As I jogged I thought about Rachel. I know, it's stupid of me to think of her but I can't help it. I was in love with her for fucks' sake. And she said she was in love with me. So why did she do it? I don't give a damn if she was drunk. WHY did she get drunk?

"UGH!" I yelled as I punched a tree. I sank down into the mud, my head in my hands. Why would she do this to me?

"Rachel walked along beside me, our hands swinging in between us.
'Next week's my birthday.' She said. I smiled.
'You'll never guess what I got you.' I replied as we stopped at our usual spot and sat down.
'I'm not even going to try and guess.' She said and then we just sat in silence, watching the moonlight.
'Percy.. what.. what would happen if I had to move to a different country?' Rachel asked, her emerald green eyes watching me intensely.
'We'd stay together of course. Right?' I said, tucking a strand of her red hair behind her ear.
'You'll never leave me?' She asked.
'Never. I wouldn't even think of it.' I replied truthfully.
'I'd never leave you either, you know that right?' She asked and I nodded."

I can't believe I threw away my friendship with Thalia and Annabeth for that slut. And she said she would never leave me.But cheating on me, that's exactly like leaving me. I stood up, I couldn't be here for longer thinking about that red-haired freak.

I kept on jogging, trying to clear my thoughts. I started to get near the bridge when I saw a flash of blonde. I jogged further until I could see most of the bridge. A girl pulled out a piece of paper and slammed a rock on top of it. She stood up. She was tall, with long, tanned legs. She wore a black t-shirt and white short shorts. She looked over the bridge and then climbed onto the brick ledge, the only thing stopping cars from falling off the bridge. The girls long blonde hair nearly reached the small of her back. From the back she looked exactly like Annabeth. Annabeth. ANNABETH.

"Annabeth?" I called out. She turned sharply around and I immediately saw the sharp, beautiful features of her face. She turned back around, not seeing me. Then she stood there for a little while more. Before I could realize what she was doing, she jumped.

"ANNABETH! ANNABETH! ANNABETH!" I yelled, sprinting towards the bridge. The place where she had landed still had some splashes coming up. Oh god. I ran down the bridge and along the side, taking my earphones out and slamming my iPod on the ground. I sprinted down the grassy slope towards the river and then plunged in. Luckily I was a good swimmer. I went as fast as I could, trying to push against the waves. I stopped where I thought she had jumped in and went further down. Good thing the water wasn't dark and murky. It was a clear blue like most rivers around where we live. I looked around frantically, searching for the flash of blonde hair.

I swam further down. I looked left and right. Nothing. Where did she go? Then suddenly, I saw a a piece of black clothing. I turned and Annabeth was a little bit below me, her blonde hair floating up and her eyes closed. I swam down to her and took her in my arms. She was unconscious. That's when I saw the blood coming from her head. Oh shit.

I swam as fast I could to the grassy bank. When I got there, I shoved her up above me and she landed softly on the grass. I climbed up and looked around for my iPod, phone and wallet. I found them where I left them and dialed 911. They answered immediately.

"Hello. This is the police. What has happened?" (A/N idk what police ppl say when they answer the phone so I'm just making this up.) they asked.

"My friend, she tried to suicide and she hit her head or something and she's unconscious! She need an ambulance! NOW! We're at the abandoned bridge. Block Bridge!" I yelled into the phone.

"Stay with her son. An ambulance will be there in 5 minutes." The police man said gruffly.

"I will." I said. I hung up and went back to Annabeth.

"Annabeth..." I whispered, stroking her hair. Her breath came unsteadily. "Why?"

She trashed her arms around as if having a bad dream.

"Shh." I whispered and held her arms down. I stared at her while I waited for the ambulance to come. She must've loved Luke more than life if she would suicide because of him cheating on her.

I heard the sirens and rushed up the slope waving my arms wildly. The ambulance drove closer to me. Soon it was parked and there were nurses and doctors rushing down the slope to Annabeth. They put her onto a stretcher and lifted her into the ambulance.

"What's her name?" A nurse asked me.

"Annabeth. Annabeth Chase." I replied. She nodded and scribbled down on her clipboard.

"And you?" She asked.

"I'm Percy Jackson." I replied.

"Okay. And do you know the reason why Annabeth did this? Or do you not know her very well?" The nurse asked.

"I don't know her that well.. but I think she tried this because her boyfriend cheated on her." I replied, trying to see Annabeth in the crowd. Some people had heard the siren and had come down here to see what happened.

"Is she going to be okay?" I asked.

"We think so.. she's hit her head badly though." The nurse said. "Do you know her father or mothers' name or number?"

"Her dad's name is Frederick Chase. I don't know his number." I replied and she nodded and rushed off. Soon the ambulance was speeding away to the hospital.

I pushed through the crowd and sprinted down the bridge. I had to get home. When I reached my house I slammed my stuff on the counter of the kitchen and rushed up stairs, changing out of my wet clothes into a t-shirt and jeans. I rushed back downstairs and grabbed the car keys. I rushed out and started the car. I went as fast as I could to the hospital.

When I arrived I saw Annabeth's dad pacing around the waiting area. When he saw me his eyes widened.

"Thank you for saving Annabeth. I know you two haven't been the greatest of friends, but you've been an amazing friend to her today. Thank you." He said.

"I had to save her. Even if she isn't my friend, I am her friend." I replied. He nodded and I sat down, waiting for news of Annabeth. A nurse came in.

"Are you ?" She asked Annabeth's dad. He nodded.

"Well, Annabeth is fine. But she'll need to go into therapy." The nurse said.