Percy

"Hmmmmmm." I moan as I wake up and stretch out in bed. My head is pounding, but I smile as I see Annabeth Next to me, laying where her blonde hair covers her face. I move some hair aside off her arm to kiss the scar she got when she saved me on the bridge. It's not there. Frowning, I wonder if it's on the other arm. I move the hair off her face and…freeze. It's not Annabeth in bed. It's Becca Jennings. That annoying, slutty, shameless girl from our High School who ran track with Annabeth and always was copying her.

"Shit." I say and hurry to pick my clothes off the floor and pull them on. As I do she stirs.

"Mmmmmmmm." She says as her eyes blink open. She sits up, not even trying to hide her naked body. In fact she's putting it on display with a smile. My feelings go from confused and guilty to pissed. "Good Morning, Percy."
"What the Hell happened, Becca?" I demand. She blushes a little bit.

"We had a lot to drink, Percy. It's okay."
"It's not okay!" I yell at her. "I thought you were my wife! And you let me believe it. Do you know how sick that is?" Her smile falls off her face, and she gets out of bed and stands up. Tears start welling up in her eyes.
"I just…Annabeth's been gone for how long, Percy? A month? I'm not sure she's coming back. And I was always so drawn to you. When you thought I was her…" She sniffs and puts a hand on my chest. "I saw a chance to finally be with the guy I've been in love with since the 11th grade. I took it. You can't really be mad at me for that, can you?" She gives a small smile.
"Becca you move your hand before I break it." I snarl. Her eyebrows knit together in surprise, but instead of backing up she takes a step closer and tries to press herself against me.

"Percy…" She tries, but I push her back so hard she falls on her ass.

"Becca!" I shout. I feel the ground underneath us shake a bit and try to reign in my anger. "I'm in love with Annabeth! I'm Married to Annabeth! She's my wife which means she is coming back! You knew all that and still did what you did! So get your shit, and get OUT!" I yell, and as I do I hear the pipes in the kitchen burst. But she doesn't get up, she just sits where she fell looking scared. Good. "OUT!" I yell again and she scrambles to get dresses and runs out the door. Once she's out I sigh and sit on the bed. Anger, regret, guilt, all run through me.

What am I going to tell Annabeth?

…

"What am I going to do?" I groan and lay down on the couch while Iris-Messaging Grover. It's been hours since Becca left, enough time for me to throw out the sheets and comforter switching to our other ones and clean the apartment, like if I clean it hard enough it'll erase the fact she was here. It doesn't. And the entire time I have a headache pounding like a jackhammer and have thrown up at least twice. A swig of nectar would get rid of the hangover, but I don't drink it. I deserve this and a lot more.

"I don't know, Percy. But you can't hide this from her. You need to tell her the truth."

"Yeah I know, but she's going to freak when I tell her. "I'm going to lose her forever this time."

"Percy, you didn't do anything wrong here. She basically date raped you." He tells me. I feel my face flush. He's not wrong. Me, Percy Jackson, Hero of Olympus, Titan's Bane, got date raped.

"Yeah. But I never should have gotten that drunk." I sigh. "I'll talk to you soon, G Man." I tell him and wave the connection. Pulling out my phone, I text her.

I don't want to lose you. I love you. I type and hit send. Like magic, less than a second later I hear the door open and close. I guess Becca didn't lock it behind her.

"I love you too, Seaweed Brain." Annabeth smiles as I scramble to get up.

"It's really you, Wise Girl?" I breathe, looking at her face to make damn sure this time. "I'm sorry I left. I'm sorry I stayed away so long. Do you forgive me?"

"You're not the one who needs forgiving." I say softly. She practically runs over to jump in my arms.

"Maybe we both do." She concedes and crashes her mouth into mine. She pushes me back into the bedroom, and I soak up every part of her. When she undresses, the first thing I do is kiss the scar on her shoulder from where she saved me on the bridge. Then I run my hands over her entire body and kiss every scar I can find. She laughs as I do, a sound that puts me over cloud 9. I know I need to tell her, but I'm not about to ruin this. She's in my arms for the first time in a month, and for the first time in two months she's actually here with me. So I'll tell her, but not now. Right now, she's mine and I'm not going to ruin that.

I hold back, making sure she comes multiple times before I finally let go. When I do, I fall beside her and she rolls on top of me, neither of us caring how sweaty we are.

"You changed the bed spread." She notices with a smile.

"Yeah." I say with a twang of guilt. "The other one got ruined."
"That's okay. I like this one better." She kisses me one more time before going to the bathroom to clean up. "Joining me in the shower?" She calls.

"Uh, Yeah. Just give me a second." I say. I need to tell her. But how do I get the words out without losing her forever?

…

A week goes by, and finally I realize there's nothing I can say to make it better. I can't say it's an accident or that I thought it was her. It would just sound like I'm making excuses. I talk to each of my friends, Lassa, Jesse, Mom, and Chiron and they all give me the same answer. Tell her. So I realize I just have to face the music. The guilt from it all is eating me up inside. Every Time she touches me, it reminds me someone else has. And she knows something's up. But she just figures I'm still upset with her leaving.

I pace back and forth in the living room, determined to finally tell the ugly truth when she gets home. I must be pacing for at least an hour before she finally walks in the door.
"Percy? Everything okay?" She asks when she sees me. I rake my hands through my hair and sit down on the couch.

"Not really. Sit down, we need to talk."
"Okay…you're kinda freaking me out."
"I know I've been distant this week, but it's not because of anything you did. The truth is Annabeth, I- I made a mistake. A big one. One I haven't told you because I didn't know how and I don't know what to say without you walking out that door and never coming back again."

"Woah, Seaweed Brain. Easy. Nothing could be that bad." She says and sits down, leaning in to kiss me. I let her, and I kiss her back deep, pulling her into a tight embrace. It might be my last chance to do it. When I pull back, I can feel my eyes welling up and blink back tears. "Hey, Hey it's okay. Just tell me." She says softly. I look down at the floor.
"A month after you left, I was in really bad shape. So I decided to try drinking to help me feel better."
"So what? You got drunk? Percy you really had me going for a second. It's okay to get drunk every once in a while. I know you swore you never would because of Gabe, but drinking doesn't make you like him."
"I'm not done, Annabeth. I got so drunk I could hardly see straight. And I ended up sleeping with someone." I get out. Finally, there goes the bandaid. Now I just have to see what happens. I look up at Annabeth, and she's just sitting there quiet and still. I can practically see the gears turning in her head.

"This had better be some kind of sick joke, Percy." She says after a minute.

"I wish it was, Wise Girl." I choke out, finally letting the tears fall. Almost faster than I can see it coming, she thrusts the heel of her palm at my face and breaks my nose. I groan and hold my face and when I look up, she's already standing by the door. I wipe my eyes and see she's crying too now. That hurts more than her hitting me does.

"You were right. I'm leaving, and this time I'm not coming back. Piper or Malcom will come over later to get my things." She says and walks out the door, slamming it shut behind her.