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Luke's POV:
I open one eye and peek out. I open the other and I'm blasted with light.
"Unnnhhh..." I groan at the pain I feel in my back and in my head. It's been awhile since I could even feel anything. It takes some getting used to, especially when there's a huge scorpion monster about to bash your skull in.
"Luke?" I hear a voice and look over to the side, finally noticing that I'm in a bed, and not in the middle of the woods.
"Thalia?" I manage to murmur out.
"Gods, are you ok?" she rushes over to me, and sits on the chair beside the bed. It seems our position are flipped now, as I'm the one that's in the infirmary bed now, and she's the one that's...holding my hand.
"I'm fine. Cause you're here," I say, attempting a smirk, but it comes out more as a grimace, considering everything pretty much hurts. My body is really not used to getting beat up right now.
"Smooth Castellan, smooth," she smirks. I laugh a little. But I wonder how she's here.
"How'd I get here?" I ask, trying to sit up.
"I carried you," she says, " and you are so light."
"Um...thanks, I guess. I mean I just came back from the dead...so yeah..." I say. She frowns, and I'm guessing it was too soon to say that kind of thing.
"Hey, it's alright. I'm here now," I say, reaching out a hand to stroke her cheek. It's kind of funny, how she's pale, and supposed to be cold, but not to me she isn't. She reaches up a hand and cups mine, leaning in. She reaches out a hand to my face, tracing the scar that I have.
"You know I love you?" I ask her. She freezes mid movement. She starts to retract her hand but I quickly grab it, not letting her get away so easily. "I'm in love with you."
"You shouldn't be," she whispers.
"But I am," I tell her with conviction, reaching out a hand to cup hr chin, and make her look me in the eyes. "I'm in love with you, and we will get through this." She stares back at me, and I start leaning in subconsciously. I don't even realize it till I feel a pair of soft warm lips on mine. I nearly gasp at the feeling. It's like there's a fire in my veins spreading from my chest all the way to my fingers and toes. WE both move, at a slow pace, till oxygen becomes a necessity. I've never felt like that before. Not even when I kissed her in the past. It felt so...so...there isn't a word to describe it, but I know now, that my mind is definitely made up. I'm so in love with this girl, she has no idea.
"I love you too," she whispers. I look back to her, staring into her eyes, and I know she means it. I'm pretty sure I'm leaning in again when somebody comes in interrupting our little moment. Thalia quickly sits back in the chair, wiping her face clean of emotion, and going back to the usual punk I-don't-give-a-shit look. She leans back, and the blonde haired boy comes over.
"Ok, so here's some nectar and ambrosia to soothe the soul, and you have a minor concussion and some scratches, but all in all you're fine. Here's some nectar though, for the concussion. It'll help it along. You should be fine in a few hours," he says handing me the stuff. I get out of bed, and regain my footing before stumbling a bit, and then I'm able to walk.
I turn back to Thalia who's already striding over, hands in her pockets. I flash a quick smile and she smiles back. It's weird, having a vampire girlfriend. I wonder how Percy's doing? Speaking of which, I really need to talk to him. Thalia and I both walk out of the infirmary, and it's late in the afternoon.
"So, what's it like?" I ask her. She looks at me as we cross the field, heading over to her cabin.
"What's what like?" she asks.
"Being a vampire," I say, just trying to get the word out, and not be as awkward as possible.
"It's like...I feel this power inside of me, and it feels amazing. I can see what that your shirt's made of, like every single individual thread, and I can see the colored specks in your eyes. There is a little gold, and silver, but it's mostly icy blue. I see a mouse, in the forest over there, trying to find some food. But it's also painful," he jaw clenches at the last part.
"Why?" I ask, though I think I already know the answer.
"It's so hard," she murmurs. She looks away.
"The thirst?" she nods.
"I hear your heartbeat, and your pulse, and I smell your scent, which drives me insane," she says getting closer to me. "It smells like the forest, mixed with that smell of rain as it pours down. It's intoxicating, and you have no idea how much I want it, all of it," she turns to me, her eyes are blood red, focusing on my pulse point.
"But I couldn't," she turns her head away and distances herself from me. "I'd never forgive myself if I hurt you," she says looking back at me. Her eyes are her normal blue.
"I trust you," I murmured, knowing she'd hear it. She looks at me, shocked. "and I know you'd never intentionally hurt me. I just feel this connection, and if I die, so you can live, so be it," I say the last part, getting close to her as we enter the Cabin of Zeus.
"I don't trust myself though."
"Well I do," I say. I sit down on the bed, gesturing for her to sit as well, since we have to talk about things, a lot of things. There are questions, and answers that I need to know. "But, I need to trust yourself first." I tell her. She looks at me, and I see the conflict in her eyes. I think I'm about to do one of the stupidest things I have ever done in my life, besides Kronos.
I raise my wrist to her mouth, and look at her face again. Her face says she's struggling, but her eyes say that she's famished. I know she hears it, and I know she knows I'm scared out of my mind, but I need to do this, so she'll trust me, so that she knows that I trust her, with my life. It's a serious commitment. I take one last look into her eyes before her head leans down, and it feels like I'm falling.
It feels like I'm being sucked back into Tartarus, and it's the worst feeling imaginable. I barely keep my eyes open, long enough just to see the blood seeping out of my wrist. I glance back to her before everything goes black. The last color I see is electric blue. What a pretty color, I think.
Such a short chapter, and I'm literally soooooo blocked on how to proceed further with this story. So yeah. Err...comment, and whatnot, but no hate. honestly, I'm just not feeling this story anymore. I'll try to update as much as possible but I'm just running out of ideas, and I can't get to the action for awhile. School is bleh, and exams are coming, so yeah. I'm sory about the long wait, and this sorry excuse for a chapter, but it's pretty much all I got right now. Suggestions are always good, but Percy being a vampire now is too soon you know? I want it to be exciting when he turns, and yes, he'll probably turn one day or another. So yeah...sorry about the wait, and stuff.