Okay I know this took me like soooo long to update, but I've just been dealing with a lot of stuff right now. so here is chapter 3. and i love you guys. thank you for the reviews it means a lot! Keep it up pleasee!
Promises
Percy
Chapter 3
It's been a week since Annabeth left. I can't blame her for not forgiving me. I still haven't forgiven myself.
Annabeth was always my friend. Probably the only true friend I've ever had or ever will. We met when she was moving into our apartment building when we were 5. Her family moved in to the apartment directly below us. She was friends with me when I was the dorky kid with glasses and bad acne. We would do everything together. When we were 7 we had promised that one day we would be married. I always thought that maybe that would be true.
But then in high school she started drifting away from me. I was no longer the dorky kid with braces and acne and glasses. I was becoming "popular." But I didn't want all that. I just wanted Thalia, Annabeth, and me. The three musketeers.
But everything between us got awkward after a party in 7th grade. We were dared to kiss each other. It wasn't much, just 3 seconds on the lips. Annabeth started to become distant. She would cancel on our plans and act odd.
We started to drift as friends. I always wanted to remain friends. She seemed to have other ideas.
As time went on I got a new group of friends and Annabeth stayed with Thalia and just Thalia. I felt bad because everyone would make fun of her. I never did.
Everyone thought she was ugly. I didn't. I knew that she was beautiful and she just didn't try to be. She never wore makeup and always wore her hair up in a ponytail and her glasses on. She wore sweatpants and t-shirts.
When Rachel poured her drink on Annabeth I was in the middle of a conversation with one of my guys. They were telling me a joke so I started laughing my ass off. I hadn't even registered what had happened. All I remember is the look on
Annabeths' face. She looked hurt. It made me feel like the worst person on the earth, being the reason it was her expression.
When she ran I automatically ran after her. When I saw her on the bench I put my hand on her shoulder and she jumped. When she saw it was me, she started walking away. I stepped in front of her.
"Move." I didn't. "Percy get out of my way"
"Annabeth, wait" I said putting my hands on her shoulders "I'm sorry! I didn't mean to laugh! I don't think it was fun-"
"Percy, please stop. I don't even care. You go back to your popular friends and I'll continue being a nobody like you and I both know I am. You don't have to pretend anymore." She said on the verge of tears. She walked away quickly before I had had a chance to let those words sink in.
She thought I didn't care about her. She thought that I just felt bad for her. She thought I was pretending to be her friend.
I never knew that a couple of sentences could affect someone so much.
I had thought she knew that I cared about her. I would always try to make plans but she would end up bailing. Now I knew why. She thought she was a charity case to me.
So now. I sit on the fire escape thinking about her. I have tried calling her probably about 30 times by now. I keep thinking that eventually she'll get so annoyed she'll have to answer.
31. It rings and rings. I get her voicemail and leave the same pathetic message,
"Hey Wise Girl, I know you probably won't but I really would like to talk to you so please call me back," end.
32. It rings and rings and then is cut off.
"Annabeth!"
"Hey." Is all she says.
"Did you get my messages?"
"All 16 of them." So not 30 but pretty close.
"I just really wanted to talk to you."
"I figured." She said sounding annoyed.
"I just want you to know I wasn't laughing at you. I would never laugh at you. And I don't pretend to be your friend, I really do like-"
"Look Percy, its okay. You don't need to apologize. Your conscience is cleared. You don't need to call me anymore." She said sounding as if she was crying
"Annabeth wait, I'm not only calling so you'll forgive me. I wanted to see if you're okay."
"I'm fine. But Percy I need to go. Thanks for calling."
And the line went dead. Leaving me on my own with just my thoughts.
And then it hits me.
I figured out the reason that her being angry with me and for me being the reason for her anger and sadness, hurts so bad.
I think I'm in love with Annabeth Chase.