Hey guys! Didn't you like the suspense I gave you last chapter! OMG... that chapter was awesome… but the next is gonna be even worse… So much for being the wicked author… Comment how u liked it! Happy Reading!
Percy ran to Annabeth sitting on the bed as Luke moved away to run. Jason caught the back of his shirt as he rushed past him, "Not so fast."
Percy helped Annabeth sit up, not seeming to even notice the fact that she was half-naked. "Are you okay?"
Annabeth nodded, wiping her tears. "I'm fine."
"You're not," Percy said, looking at the deep gash in her thigh. It was now bleeding heavily, covering almost her whole thigh in red blood.
"I'll clean it up," Annabeth said, reaching the drawer, searching for tissues. As she bent to the drawers, Percy noticed the belt marks on her back. "Annabeth?" She turned to look at him. "Did he do that to you?"
Annabeth's breathing caught in her throat. Biting her lip, she nodded. Now that everything had been revealed, what was there to hide?
Percy turned to Luke, his face screwed up in anger. Jason had closed the door to the room, so no one could see through. Luke was trapped in the room.
But soon, he would not be alone. Carefully reaching out for his phone in his pocket, making no sudden movements, he had managed to give a missed call to Dylan as Jason watched Annabeth and Percy.
"Jason, call the police and doctor. We might have serious injuries here." Percy said, making Luke sneer. Jason did as he was told, and Percy went up to Luke. Holding his collar, he slammed Luke into the wall. "How dare you do that to her? You think you can get away with what you did? You forget, your Dad might be big but no one can avoid a court case fled for harassment and abuse."
Luke smiled at him. "Oh, calm down, Percy. I don't think I can get away with it. I know I can." He pointed a finger at Percy. "And you can't stop me. Hands off me now, if you please."
Percy clenched his fist and without any warning, punched him hard in the face. Luke fell down on the floor. When he looked back up at Percy, he had a cut near his lips. Getting up, he said, "You're gonna pay for this, Jackson."
"Like hell I will." Percy grabbed his collar and slammed him into the wall again.
"Don't move," Luke said, his tone full of warning. "I promise you're gonna be in huge trouble. Annabeth must have told you all about this, didn't she?"
"Whether or not she did is of no consequence to you. We all know now is all that matters."
"If she did, she must have told you about Thalia. Do you know," Luke paused, smiling just thinking about it. "Do you know what's gonna happen to her if Annabeth told somebody?"
Annabeth had cleaned her wound and patched it up with tissues. She was now dressing up in her half torn frock and hearing Luke, looked up in shock. She whispered, "No." Raising her voice, she said, "No, I didn't tell him. Tell Dylan to wait, please. Percy-"
"There's no need to beg in front of him anymore, now." Percy said, interrupting her. "I know about it."
Just then, Luke's phone rang. Before Percy could snatch it out of reach, Luke took the call, pushing Percy away from him hard. Someone must have given him disappointing news but Luke let out an angered cry. "What? What do you mean can't find her?"
He paused to listen while Percy gave a smile. Good old Leo, he thought. He must have hidden her somewhere.
Luke resumed his conversation in an irritated tone. "Fine. Leave her and get your stupid butts out here right now. We need to fight our way through."
Before he could say a word more, Percy snatched the phone from his hands and cut the call. He threw the phone to the ground and the screen shattered.
"You bloody-" Luke tried to punch him, but Percy caught his fist.
"I broke your phone and you're already using bad language. Annabeth was tolerating all your tortures for so many days and she didn't say a word. You thing abusing someone is okay?" Percy said, twisting Luke's hand around his back, making him groan in pain. "And do you think I would have come here without making arrangements for my friends' safety? You're plain stupid."
"Just like you." Luke said in a mocking tone. "You're stupid too. You broke the lock. How are you going to stop my friends coming on here? How are you gonna fight them? Seems like you're more stupid than I am, Percy."
As if on cue, the three boys, Ethan, Michael and Dylan entered the room. "Get him, boys. And her, too."
Ethan made a move towards Annabeth but Percy caught him midway, catching the back of his collar. The other two boys caught flung themselves on Percy and he struggled to maintain his position. He saw a knife along with some fruit on the nearby table. Without letting go of Ethan, he pushed the other two back. He seized the knife and threw it on the bed. "Grab the knife, Annabeth!"
Annabeth nodded and grabbed the knife thrown to her. Percy let go of Ethan and turned to the others behind him. Grabbing the largest piece of glass himself, he cut Michael coming towards him on his arm. Howling, Michael grasped his bleeding hand, leaving Percy to deal with Dylan.
Dylan bent over as Percy punched him in his gut. Quick as lightning he slammed his elbow into his neck. Dylan rolled over on the floor unconscious.
Luke had meanwhile made his way to Annabeth to help Ethan trying to finish her off. Sitting on her knees, Annabeth cut hard into Ethan's thighs and pushed him back. Ethan fell to the floor. Bumping his head on the floor, Ethan passed out.
Luke was smarter. He snatched the knife out of Annabeth hands. The knife only cut him a bit on his arm when he threw it away. It landed a few centimeters away from Ethan. Annabeth was defenseless and could only clutch his fists to prevent him from getting to her throat. It was like fighting a losing battle. Annabeth provided some resistance but slowly Luke's hands were closer and closer to suffocating her to death.
"Percy! Help me!" She cried out, knowing she couldn't resist Luke any longer.
Percy looked back and Michael, who was only looking for a chance, pushed him to the ground. Annabeth screamed as he fell. "Percy!"
Michael kicked him in the gut and Percy groaned. He couldn't get up because Michel didn't stop kicking him. After a few kicks, Percy got an idea. Michael pulled back his leg, ready to kick him. Percy caught his foot and pulled hard. Michael lost balance and fell hard on the ground. Percy stood up as quickly as his sore stomach would let him and kicked Michael on his face. Blood spurted out from his nose and he groaned. Percy kicked him hard on the head. Michael's eyes rolled back in his head as he closed his eyes, unconscious.
Percy turned to Annabeth. Annabeth tried in vain to overpower Luke but he couldn't be stopped by her. He was now at her neck, suffocating her. Annabeth kicked her legs at his stomach making him wince, but that didn't make him move. He kept pressing her throat.
Annabeth could see it all end right there. Just when she thought she couldn't take it anymore, Percy pulled Luke off Annabeth. Annabeth gasped and took great gulps of air, trying to calm herself down.
Percy punched Luke hard in the gut. Luke spit out some blood. "You don't get it, do you?" Percy said, punching him again. "The bad guys always lose. The good guys always win."
Luke grinned, the blood on his teeth showing. "The battle is not over yet, Percy."
"We'll see about that." Percy shoved him to the ground and kicked him hard, again and again till Luke was covered with bruises and blood was flowing freely from his mouth and wounds. Percy kicked him hard in the jaw one last time and Luke fell unconscious, his neck hanging on one side.
He stood over breathing heavily looking at Luke's body, a bit of contentment slipping into him. Then, turning to Annabeth, he smiled. Walking to the other side of the bed where Annabeth was sitting, he said, "So, that was easy."
"I almost got killed." Annabeth said, still massaging her throat. Looking at Percy's injuries, she stood up grimacing a little as her thigh hurt her. Percy held her hand as support and she moved her finger over Percy's cut lip. He winced a bit as it stung, but said his lips moving over Annabeth's fingers, "I'm okay, Wise Girl."
She lowered her fingers and looked at him in the eyes. The eyes she had loved from the very first day she had met him. "I'm sorry, Percy."
Percy raised his eyebrows. "What for? None of this is your fault."
"For not telling you. I know how you must have felt when you got to-" She paused. "Hold on. How did you get to know about this?"
"Leo told me. Calypso had felt really guilty keeping the secret when you were being tortured so. She couldn't keep it to herself when she saw you being led off by Luke. So, she told Leo." Percy took her hands. "You could have told me yesterday. I would have solved it."
Annabeth hung her head. "I know. I thought I would stand up to him myself. Being a coward in this case wasn't going to help me. I tried to knock him out by crashing that vase over him. But he anticipated the move and I failed." She looked up again, tears in her eyes. "If you hadn't come when you did, I –I don't know what-"
Percy put a finger on her mouth, shushing her. "It's okay. Now everything will be okay." Percy pulled her into his arms, hugging her. Annabeth felt so happy, she thought she might burst. Today, she'd got rid of her biggest problem; Luke. And all because of Percy.
When they pulled apart, Percy knitted his eyebrows. "I wonder where Jason's got to. I told him to go and call the doctor."
Annabeth smiled. "He'll be here soon. Don't worry." Suddenly, her eyes widened. She tried to warn him, but no words came out of her mouth.
Percy, noticing her reaction, asked, "What?"
Without replying, Annabeth pushed Percy hard to the side. He fell on the bed and heard a gasp. Looking up, he saw a bleeding Ethan twisting a knife in Annabeth's stomach.
Oh, yeah. I loved the last part, didn't you? *wicked grins* Till the next chapter guys!