Warning, this chapter contains major spoilers for The Fault In Our Stars.
Annabeth couldn't believe it! John Green, one of her favourite authors of all time, had just murdered Augustus Waters. The sweet, funny, and handsome boy who reminded her so much of her own Seaweed Brain was now dead thanks to the Evil Genius who'd created him.
She lost control, and ended up throwing the book across the cabin, towards the door. But unfortunately, Malcolm was walking in just then, and the three hundred page hardcover book hit her half brother right in the middle of the forehead.
Annabeth wiped away tears she hadn't realized were there until that moment, and ran towards her brother who was lying on the floor.
"Malcolm, can you hear me?" She didn't get a reply
The daughter of Athena decided to get Chiron.
When she got to the Big House, panting and out of breath, the centaur looked up from his game of pinochle, with a concerned look on his face.
"What happened?" He asked
"Malcolm...I think I might've...killed him."
The centaur was obviously confused, and Annabeth took his silence as a sign to continue.
"I just finished reading a really good book, and the stupid author killed one of the main characters. I got really mad and threw the book across the room. It ended up hitting him in the head." She said in one breath
Turns out, Malcolm was fine, although he was in the infirmary for a few hours.