I felt my blood run cold as her words go through like lightning hitting the tree. Though whilst she was explaining it I was already guessing it, I was in denial, I did not want it to be true, why would I want the person I liked, the person I killed, to have been married to me? But my father...was not part of the cult, was he? He was killed by him...maybe he was, like Tristan Mclean, he use to be but broke off so for that, they killed him. Yeah, that's probably it.
Annabeth looked at me with a look on her face that begged for me to say something, something that will clear her worry, but what should I say? Could I say something for information like that? How long have they known? Did they plan to keep it from me? Do the Olympians know? What does my mother think?
Finally I looked away, I couldn't stand it, I couldn't stand the silence that was beginning to throw over the both of us. I heard her breathe in slightly, as if to say something, something to break the silence. I would have been grateful if she were to start singing opera, anything to break the silence.
"Will I know but there's something else I nee-"
"Annabeth!" Percy yelled as he barged into the room interrupting whatever she was to say. For a minute Percy just looked at us, Annabeth behind the desk and me twisting around so I can stare at him and with the gaze of two children of Athena it was enough to make anyone squirm and Percy was no exception for this and for the next minute he just stood there squirming.
"Percy..?" Annabeth urged him on and he coughed into his fist awkwardly.
"Yeah, uh, it's Chiron...he called a meeting, with everyone..." he said shifting from foot to foot and Annabeth winced slightly at the summoning. Personally, I didn't want to talk to anyone right now, just delve myself into something to forget everything that's been happening, perhaps I will skip the meeting, would they blame me?
"Alright, let's go...Will?" Annabeth asked gently looking at me with soft grey eyes, so different from the usual calculating look that was usually held in those gray eyes. But there it was, the pity, the pity I tried so hard to not be shown by the people around me, yet here I am, getting that pity. I felt my stomach churn in disgust as the revelation of this settle into me and I had to bit my tongue to not show it in my face-it is not Annabeth's fault. Of course it's not.
"I uh...I'll pass on this one..." I said trailing off, my confidence leaving me, I really had no energy to make some excuse on why to pass the meeting, but neither of them asked for any explanation, all Annabeth did was simply nod and walk past me and gently brushed her hand on my shoulder before joining Percy and quietly pulled the door behind her but stopped for a second and poked her head back in..
"Do you need something?" She asked hesitantly asked but I shook my head signalling a 'no' to my half-sister.
"No...but thank you." I whispered and gently listened to the door being shut and everything, for once, was quiet. A blissful quiet, but yet it was ruined by the noise of the thoughts bouncing around my head.
I sat there for a little bit, staring at the ground, thinking about Piper, and how I reacted to Ella before. Piper must have been there, she must have. How could she not have? If from what I got from the sliver of conversation I got then Piper's following us around like a lost puppy. Then where would she be? With the others or...with me? If I tried talking to her, would I get it wrong? Would I just talk to thin air? Or maybe Ella was here instead...
I sighed and lent back against the chair, there was no way to know whether a ghost was in here, unless they tried to make contact with me, I would have no idea. I could try talking, but if anyone listened in, I would sound ridiculous and I don't need to embarrass myself even more than I already have in the past two days.
I sighed and took a quick breathe, "Hello? If there's any ghosts that I should know about are here, can you like, I don't know, make a sign that your here? Blow the curtains or something?" I said with a snort, not really meaning what I was saying but when everything started to rattle I felt my insides run cold and my mouth formed a small "o" in surprise.
A piece of paper flitted onto my lap, supposedly hit by the unnatural wind and I felt my cheeks go warm as I looked at it.
"You sound ridiculous -Piper"