A/N: Please don't kill me! It's been a while, I know, but if you read the apology posted at the end of my story 'Keep Running', (which has now been taken down) you'll know why. Basically I haven't used this account in far too long. So as a consolation, have a heart-wrenching piece of Percabeth.
Okay yes, I changed the theme from 'Break Away' to 'Poison'. I had writer's block. Sue me. Oh yeah, it's from Percy's POV, after a huge battle.
Disclaimer: Right. These are going into the summary.
6. Poison
I could feel the poison spreading through my veins like liquid fire. Everything was red and pulsing, like a bad horror film. But what surrounded me weren't special effects; this was real. This was the end of the world, for me at least. I had resigned myself to that much at least.
I felt an agonising pain in my chest, and a huge weight literally being lifted off me. Through the angry red haze, I saw the corpse of the huge drakon being lifted off me. However, in doing so, the long, curved drakon fang that had been piercing my chest had been torn out, leaving a gaping, bleeding hole near my heart. I felt hands on me, lifting me up. The pain spiked and I blacked out.
Something was tentatively dabbing at the wound in my chest. The fire in my veins was slowly ebbing, leaving a wonderful, numb feeling. I felt someone squeeze my hand. I opened my heavy eyelids and took in the scene around me. Everything was out of focus, like I was looking through murky water. Annabeth's face slowly swam into view. I smiled.
"Hey there, Wise Girl," I croaked. She looked at me, smiling through the tears in her eyes.
"Oh, Seaweed Brain," she said softly, choking on the familiar nickname. I beckoned her to sit down but she hesitated. "I don't want to hurt you-"
"You won't, it's fine." I assured her. She sat down tentatively on the edge of the bed, but I pulled her closer, just like I used to. That simple gesture pushed her over the edge. She put her head down and cried.
"Hey, hey, it's okay, shhhh." I stroked her hair as she sobbed brokenly on my shoulder, my hollow words of reassurance washing over her meaninglessly. She sniffed.
"I…I just can't bear the thought of losing you, Percy," her voice cracked on the last word.
"Annabeth." I paused, wishing desperately that I wouldn't have to do this to her. "Annabeth, there are some wounds that just can't be patched up." I said gently.
"No, Percy, don't say that, please!" she begged me, agony in her voice. She was crying again. I lifted her face up and kissed her; she tasted like tears.
"I love you, Annabeth," I whispered to her.
"I love you too, Percy," she sobbed brokenly back. There was a knock at the door.
"Per-r-r-cy" Grover bleated.
"G-Man," I smiled weakly. "Listen, Grover, you take care of her, okay? Take care of Annabeth for me?" he nodded sadly. "I'm proud to have been your friend, man." He understood where I was going. He came to stand behind Annabeth.
"I'm really gonna miss you, Percy."
"I'm gonna miss you too, Grover." We hugged and I turned back to Annabeth. I kissed her again, softly.
"Don't leave me," she pleaded softly.
"I'll wait for you," I said. She looked at me and she looked so beautiful. I never realised how beautiful she really was; how her hair practically glowed golden, the pearlescent grey of her eyes, her flawlessly smooth skin. I guess we never realise what we have until it's too late.
She kissed me softly once more and I stared into her eyes as the light slowly faded from mine.
A/N: Did you like it? I jumped up the rating to a T because death and such. Remember, I'm just an insecure writer, so please review, even if it's just a few words. I won't make promises about the next chapter because I seem to be jinxing it.