Hey guys! Second last chapter before climax… feeling excited? I really hope so cuz I am too… This is unfortunately, a bad chapter regarding Luke… but bears with me. I swear Luke will get all he deserves in the end and you will love it… XD Happy Reading! (Or may I just say don't kill me… Peaceful Reading ;))
Annabeth pulled out a bottle from her suitcase. It was an empty milk bottle, with no label. She sighed. After sitting in the hall, talking, her friends had come back to see Annabeth deep in thought. She had shrugged it off as her friends had fussed over her. After they had gone to sleep, Annabeth had crept out of bed and here she was collecting things she'd need.
She pulled out some A-3 sized papers too and a black fountain-pen. She took this small bundle and put it in a chest of drawers near the door.
Planning to come back later for them, she closed the door behind her with a heavy heart.
Annabeth reached Luke's room. As she walked she felt someone's eyes on her and from the corner of her eye, she saw a shadow as well. She turned to look but there was no one around. Her brow creased into a slight frown. She was sure she had seen someone's shadow.
Maybe she had been mistaken. With a sigh, she knocked the door three times. Surprisingly, she heard voices from inside. But how could it be? Why would Luke call anyone else? Fear crept into the back of her mind. Were they the friends he was talking about? Were they meaning to harm Percy or Thalia or any of her friends in any way?
But having no reply to these questions, Annabeth remained silent pushing them out of her mind. Luke opened the door. The voices were a bit louder now the door was open.
"Oh, Annie!" Luke grinned at her. "You're here!"
"As if you had given me a choice," she said bitterly.
"No, I didn't. But I'm glad to see you anyway. I have a surprise for you."
Annabeth frowned as she entered the room revealing three boys lying sprawled on the bed, grinning flirtatiously at her. Her breathing deepened as she turned to face Luke. "What is this?" she snapped at him.
"Told you, a surprise." Luke smiled. "Boys…"
Annabeth turned her gaze back on the boys and gasped as she saw Thalia's so-called boyfriend, Dylan, too.
"Hey, Annie," the blonde haired one among them said, as his eyes raked over her body. "I'm Ethan. Positioning himself behind her, he glided his hands over her arms making Annabeth shudder and jerk herself aside, defensively.
"Aw, don't be shy Annie," the other boy said while Dylan grinned. "We'll be friends. I'm Michael."
Ignoring them, Annabeth turned to Luke, "Luke, why are they here?"
"Why? To have fun, why else?" Luke shrugged. He was searching for something in a closet.
"Really?" Annabeth glared at him, shooting daggers at him with her eyes. "I can't believe this."
"Why ever not, Annabeth?" Dylan asked, grinning at her. "If we can ransom you to come here every night, I'm sure we can do this, too. Besides you're worth it." He laced his hands across her waist and Annabeth tugged at them.
"I can't think what you've done to Thalia! How can she believe you like this?" Annabeth said, disgusted.
"Oh, we know deception like the back of our hands. And we love girls and they love us. Makes matters pretty easy." He winked.
"Aha! Found it," Luke exclaimed, removing the black cloth that had given Annabeth horrors from the first day. He took the other cloth, used to bind her hands, from the other table.
Annabeth's heart rate increased. She couldn't, she wouldn't go down without a fight. She would have to do something.
"Luke… Luke, listen to me please. Don't do this. Why are you doing this?" Annabeth backed away from him as he came closer.
"Oh, Annabeth," Luke said, coming closer and placing his hands on her shoulders. "You've obviously heard the phrase, 'Sharing is caring'. Well, you're mine; you and I both know it. So, I thought I would just share you with my friends. Isn't it right? Sharing things with your friends?"
"It is; with things, not people," Annabeth said, in a determined voice. "Luke, please-"
"What does it matter, Annie? It's the same with things, people, whatever." Luke said gesturing to the boys to hold her hands.
Ethan held her hands tightly while Luke bound it with the cloth. Annabeth struggled to get free but all was in vain against the strength of the boys. She was desperate now. Her voice took on a pleading tone. "Luke, no, please, don't do this. Please, don't do this. Please."
Luke was holding the black cloth to tie her eyes. Hearing her, he stopped. His fingers clasped her chin. "You look so cute, when you plead, Annie. I love this part of you. I simply can't resist it. Fine."
"Fine? Fine what?" Annabeth asked, her hopes rising a little bit when she heard this.
"I won't put the blindfold on," Luke said, an evil smile playing on his lips. Annabeth's heart sank. "You get to see our faces, this time."
Annabeth shook her head frantically, the hopes sinking back in her heart. "No, no, Luke. Please don't. Don't do this. Please. Gods, what have I done to you?" She groaned inwardly at her ill fate as a tear trailed across her cheek.
Luke sneered at her. "You've done plenty. You almost ruined my reputation. Oh, and don't even think about screaming. Dylan is right here and Thalia's just waiting for his call to sneak out with him. You scream, she's dead. And don't forget Percy and your dear friends, too. Accidents happen." His sickeningly sweet smile was back. "Now, enjoy the hour with us."
Annabeth tried to say 'No!' but no words came out of her mouth as the lights switched off and she was roughly pushed on the bed. The cruel faces of boys were all she saw as four pairs of hands groped across her body. And she could do nothing to stop it.
Okay, sorry! SORRY! Don't kill me… Percy will pay back I promise! Till the next chapter! PERCABETH!