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TO CLARIFY: My "taboo" from last chapter was because I don't think the girl should kiss/ask out a guy. I think the guy should be doing his job: BEING A MAN. So I made Annabeth commit a taboo. SARRY!
Okay, I'm going to continue with the drunken party. WOO HOO! WHO'S UP FOR BEER PONG? AND FLUFF? BUT BEER PONG MORE SO?
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When I woke up, I glanced at my watch. It was a little past one in the morning. Annabeth was still sleeping, her breathing deep. I still heard the thumping music and the sound of feet trampling the floor upstairs. Yep. The party continues.
My head was feeling a lot clearer since I'd gotten a couple hours of sleep. Hopefully Annabeth will feel the same. I looked at my situation. I really, really really needed to pee but I don't want to move Annabeth. I cringed and slowly slid out of her grasp. Her arm fell onto the bed and she rolled onto her back, sound asleep. I let out a whoosh of breath and went to relieve myself. When I came back, she was slowly sitting up in the bed and rubbing her eyes.
"Sorry. I didn't mean to wake you." I apologized.
"Ah... No. It's not your fault." She said, trying to untangle her knotted hair.
"Feeling a bit better?"
"Barely. I think I'm still a little tipsy." She stood up shakily and ended up having to sit again. I went over and helped her up.
"You're definitely over the line of 'tipsy'. Don't worry about it. Just try not to drink too much more." I told her, allowing her to lean on my shoulder. She wrapped her arms around my waist. We left the room and went to the bigger room of the basement. There was a TV that was blaring some retarded MTV show. Some couches were pushed against the wall. A guy and girl were making out on one. I picked up a blanket and tossed it over them. They simply continued, from what I could tell. A few people were lying on top of each other, laughing and drinking.
"Upstairs?" Annabeth gazed up at me with her question. I nodded. We left and went to the main floor. There were streamers, empty cups, and spilled beer everywhere. Annabeth detached from my side but I continued to have my arm around her waist. I left her in the kitchen, telling her to wait there. She crossed her arms and nodded, leaning against a counter. I weaved my way through my peers and found Bianca talking with a couple guys.
"Hey. Where's Nico?" I asked, looking around.
"Heey Percyyy!" she sang, throwing her hands up in the air. This caused beer to slosh on the floor below. "I'm not in the corner anymore!"
"I can see that. And you have male company." I slowly surveyed each guy. No one I knew personally.
"They're going to teach me how to play this game-"
"So you can get lost." One of them cut in, sneering at me.
"Hey buddy, you really want to do this? From what I can see, you're trashed and I'm not. I think we both know who'd win this one." I retorted, balling up my right fist.
"You have a cast on, you gimp."
"I could still beat you with one hand." I snarled.
"GUYS!" Bianca yelled. "Percy's cool. No fighting. Fighting is bad. Bad is bad. No no."
"C'mon, Bianca. You should know better than to hang out with retards." I grabbed her by her wrist and led her back to the kitchen to tell Annabeth to watch her. Except that Annabeth wasn't there anymore.
What the hell?
"Percy, you'd probably have lost, you know-"
"Shut up, Bianca. Where did she go?" I muttered the last part to myself. I tugged Bianca along as I tried to find someone I recognized. She was waving and pulling back against me to try and talk to some people. I yanked her with me. Where the hell is Nico? I couldn't find him anywhere. No one was on the main floor, or downstairs. We went up to the next storey. I peered into bedrooms. In the second one, I found Grover and Juniper playing XBOX 360, Juniper in Grover's lap.
"Grover!"
"Hey Percy! Are you drunk? I hope you aren't. I don't want to have to clean up after you."
"I'm- just- shut up. Okay, look, Bianca is wasted and there are some assholes downstairs. Watch her for me?"
"Sure. Hey, Bianca!"
"D'aww, you guys are sooo cuteee!" she cooed. I pushed her into the room and closed the door with a "Thanks, man".
Okay. Time to find Annabeth. I searched the entire floor. I saw Luke getting cozy (and a little dirty) with some girl in grade 11, but other than that, no one I knew. I needed to sit and think. I went into the bathroom and closed the door. Just as I was putting my hands on the counter, the lights flicked off.
"What the fu-" I spun around. It was pitch black. This bathroom was notorious for being so dark. When we were younger, we all would play Bloody Mary in this one because it was the best in the house. I trailed my hands over the countertop and up the wall, trying to find the light switch. Which wall is it on again? Is this the weird one where it's on the other side? Why the hell did it turn off in the first place?
Then I felt a girl's hands slide around my waist. I jumped a mile.
"Annabeth?" I asked stupidly.
"Shh, Percy." She said. I relaxed and turned around.
She stepped close to me and kissed me roughly. I ran my fingers through her curly hair and trailed them down to the small of her back. Her arms wound around my waist and made sure there was not a single hair's breadth of space between us. She nuzzled her face into my neck and planted kisses up from my collarbone to my jaw line as her hands slid between my plaid shirt and my t-shirt. I picked her up and put her on the bathroom counter, bringing her lips to meet mine again. I felt a smile on her mouth. Her legs locked around my waist and pulled me even closer to her. She broke off, breathing hard. She quickly took my face between her hands and kissed me again. She took my bottom lip between her teeth and gently pulled. I let out a groan and let my hand travel from the small of her back, across her hips and her shorts, down her thigh to her knee.
Wait.
Shorts?
I ducked out of the grasp of her arms and fell against the door. I tried it. Locked. I fumbled with the lock and managed to throw it open. The bright light of the hall almost blinded me, but I blinked the pain away.
"Percy, wait!" Rachel stepped from the shadows of the bathroom. I grabbed her by her shoulder, like I had yesterday, and shoved her back into the bathroom. I kicked the door shut. She tried to hug me, but I slammed her against the far wall.
"What the fuck didn't you understand about 'don't touch me' and 'leave me the fuck alone'?" I spat in her face. She was just a dark outline against the dark window in this dark bathroom.
"You responded!" she yelled.
"I didn't- I- Fuck, Rachel! I didn't think it was you!" I shouted back.
"Am I really that despicable that you can't even touch me?"
"No. You're so despicable that I don't want you to touch me." I snapped.
"But you thought I was Annabeth. And you kissed me like that." She laughed coldly. "You think she would have responded like I did? She doesn't even know you. She'd probably slap you and think you were trying to rape her. She already knows that you're a stalker."
"Enough!" I roared. The rage that was boiling under my skin was taking over me. I wanted to hit her. I wanted to punch her, kick her, slap her. I wanted to do anything that would hurt her, but I resisted. "Leave me the FUCK alone! I'm so fucking sick of you! Get a life! I'm not the only guy in the fucking world!"
"But you're the only one I want!" she cried.
"I don't want you!" I shoved off of her and left. I slammed the door behind me and wiped my mouth repeatedly. I even spit to get rid of the taste of her in my mouth. How could I be so stupid?
The next thing I heard was an outraged scream, but it was drowned out by the deafening music.
I went downstairs again, just wanting to leave. I heard a huge round of cheers and whooping coming from the living room. I peeked in to see what the big deal was. Maybe Annabeth was there.
Annabeth was there. In fact, Annabeth was playing a game. She was playing that game with Connor Stoll on her team. And that game was beer pong. And in that game, they were losing, which in turn resulted in her drinking more beer, thus getting her more drunk. Big problem? I think so.
Connor was practically hugging her from behind and "trying to help her throw the ball correctly" but she kept cracking up.
"C'mon, Annabeth, throw the ball! I want to win this game!" someone called from the opposite team.
"I'm trying-" she gasped for air then started giggling all over again.
"Annabeth, we gotta throw it. Here, just give me the ball." Connor laughed. He wrapped an arm around her waist, took the ball and bounced it against the table. It landed in one of the cups. The other team groaned and chugged it back.
What.
The.
Fuck.
I slipped between the huddled bodies and grabbed Annabeth's arm.
"Annabeth!" I hissed.
"Oh! PERCY! Hey! Look what I'm playing!" she leaned forward to whisper in my ear, "I think I'm losing!"
Connor looked over to see why Annabeth was pulling away and when he saw me, he smiled. The smile never reached his eyes.
"Hey there, Jackson. Cool party, huh?"
"Not really." I replied coolly. "Annabeth's gotta go now. Sorry that she won't be able to finish this game." I narrowed my eyes at him. He did the same.
"Well she's gotta finish. We're almost done anyway. Don't you worry about her, Jackson. I can take care of her." he smirked. It took everything I had not to wipe it right off his face.
"I promised I'd take her home by now. 'Fraid that she's going to have to miss this oh-so exciting game of getting more wasted than you already are. Shame." I tugged her towards me. She just smiled and tried to meet me, but Connor held her back. She looked confused that two parts of her body were going different directions.
"You start a game, you finish it." Connor said, his voice cold. "You wouldn't do a swimming competition and just stop a couple laps in?"
I gritted my teeth.
"Connor, you can stop being an asshole now." I retorted just as I felt a hand on my shoulder.
"Hey guys, what's going on?" Luke asked. He was so clearly buzzed that he wouldn't be much of a help either.
"Annabeth has to go but Connor's insisting she stays." I informed him. The moment those words left my mouth, I realized how childish it sounded.
"Well let's see what Annabeth wants to do. She's her own person." Luke stumbled and held onto me for support. We all turned to stare at Annabeth. Her mouth was hanging slightly open. She shut it, looked around and widened her eyes.
"I dunno- I want- I ju- I don't feel good." She sputtered before breaking free of Connor and I and racing off down the hall. Great. She's probably barfing in a toilet right now.
"Nice job, Percy." Connor snarled.
"Since when were you such a dick, Connor?" I shot at him. I turned on my heel and shoved through the crowd. This was just getting annoying.
I finally found her in Luke's parent's bedroom. It wasn't too trashed up but it was kind of bad. She was lying upside down on the bed, her head hanging off the side.
"That can't be too comfortable." I remarked as I shut the door. She slowly drew her eyes across the room to land on me. A small smile appeared.
"Not it is. I mean, it's not."
"Then get up." I walked slowly towards her.
"I can't. Help?"
I bent down, pushed her up by her shoulders and had her in a sitting position. I took a seat on the edge of the bed. She grabbed my hand and held it against her rosy cheek, her eyes closed.
"You're so nice, Percy."
I blushed. "Um... thanks, I guess."
She smiled, eyes still closed.
"Are you okay?" I asked tentatively.
"Just sleepy." She told me drowsily.
"You should definitely sleep off the alcohol." I agreed. With that, she fell back, taking me with her. I rolled onto my side and tried to pull away to give her room, but she pulled me back.
"Stay." She murmured.
I sighed and let her roll on her right side. I let my left arm drape over her side and my right held her against my chest. I felt her relax and her breathing deepened over a few minutes. She was finally asleep.
What time is it? I craned my neck to see over her golden head. A red digital alarm clock read 1:39am. Augh. I'm so tired. I let my head hit the pillow. Sleep slowly drew its heavy blanket over my eyes, and before I knew it, I had fallen asleep again.
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I awoke to a blinding white light piercing through my eyelids. I cringed and squeezed my eyes shut. I heard a deep intake of breath and movement beside me. I carefully opened my eyes to find that my head felt like someone cracked it open with a hammer, I could barely see, my right arm had fallen off and Annabeth was sleeping next to me. Wait, my arm was still attached (somehow). It was just asleep.
"Ohhh Goddd." I groaned as wave after wave of memories from the night before hit me, along with the nausea. Holy hell holy hell holy hell. You need to move your arm. It hurts it hurts it hurts! My mind shouted at me. I rolled onto my left side and slid my arm out from under Annabeth's body. I curled up into a ball until the prickles died away. I glanced over my shoulder. Annabeth was still asleep. Good. I got up and went to the bathroom. God, this place is a pit. I peed, washed my hands and splashed cold water on my face. I looked like shit. And I should, I thought. It was a rough night.
I made my hair somewhat presentable before leaving. I checked my watch. 11:02am. Great. We have to leave. Like, now. I went over to Annabeth and gently shook her.
"Annabeth," I whispered. "Annabeth, you gotta get up."
She let out a long groan and batted limply at my hands.
"C'mon." I grunted as I pulled her legs off the side and heaved her into a standing position. She blinked sleepily at me.
"Percy?" she mumbled.
"Hey. It's 11 in the morning. We should evacuate." I told her softly. If I thought my headache was bad, hers was way worse.
On cue, she let out another groan. "My head..."
"I know. C'mon." I soothed her. We walked out of the open bedroom door. I had a small passing thought. Didn't I close that last night? I shrugged and kept walking. It didn't matter all that much. As we made our way down the hall, I kicked cups, confetti, streamers and other debris out of my path. The house smelled of pot and booze and it made me feel sick.
There were a few teens still here, sprawled on the floor, tables, against the wall. There was even a guy sitting in a trash can with a party hat on, completely passed out. I shook my head as we walked away. I made sure I had my cell phone, Annabeth scavenged her purse from the closet (she'd had a purse?) and we left. I shut the door behind me and rubbed my eyes vigorously.
"That was... wild." Annabeth said simply.
"That was a high school party." I corrected her. "But a little more dramatic than usual."
"I wonder where everyone else is?"
"Luke must still be in there. I'll call Bianca and Nico." I pulled out my cell phone. I dialed their house number. On the fourth ring, a groggy voice picked up.
"Hullo?"
"Nico. Where the hell were you last night?"
"Fuck you, Percy. I was sleeping."
"It's almost noon. Get your ass up."
"HELL. NO."
"Where were you?"
I heard a smile in his voice when he answered me. "I was downstairs for a while."
"Dude, I was down there. I never saw you."
"Whatever you say, man. I remember some stuff for sure, along with the fact that someone tossed a blanket over me and Thalia."
I blanched. "That was you?"
"What do you mean?"
"I saw two people making out and wanted to give 'em some privacy so- NICO! YOU MADE OUT WITH THALIA?" I yelled.
"Shhh! You're so loud. So loud..."
"Why didn't you tell me, you asshole!"
"I was going to, but you already knew, I guess."
"They kissed?" Annabeth whispered to me. I nodded. She smiled shyly at me. I knew what she was getting at. We had too.
"Well where were you?" Nico asked me.
"Around. Just... drama. And you know how much I love drama." I said sarcastically.
"Indeed. HEY! BIANCA-" Nico suddenly cried before his sister's voice came on.
"Hey Percy. Check your texts. TTYL!" she giggled, then hung up.
"What the- hell." I sighed and ended the cal too. I checked my inbox and saw that I had one new one from Bianca. And the moment I saw it, my face burned so much that I felt tears prick in my eyes.
"Percy?" Annabeth looked at me in concern. "What is it?"