Forever- a Percabeth story.

Chapter 35

Annabeth

I woke up into a nightmare, with almost a hundred notifications. I knew before it even loaded that it was bad, that it was extremely bad.

There it was, the epitome of my mistakes, an instagram post Luke made, the photos I had sent him last year, the private photos- now here on the internet for anyone and everyone to see.

And the terror came quick, gut wrenching humiliation and self loathing and-

I don't remember the thought process leading up to it, but I remember hearing my phone hit the wall, the glass of it splitting into pieces.

I had to get out of this room, this life, this excruciatingly painful moment where everything, everything went wrong.

I was out the door, telling my stepmom and brothers that I couldn't go to school, but I couldn't be here. I raced away, away from the questions and the humiliation that I knew awaited me.

I was running away, away from my horrible mistake, away from my crippling pain, away from my stupid idiotic poor judgment, away from everything, away from myself.

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Percy

I was looking for Annabeth, I had to find her.

Amongst the shuffling crowd in the hallway a blond ponytail swung a few yards in front of me, but when I got a better look, it was just some cheerleader.

Where are you?

It wasn't like I usually saw her before first period, but right now, I needed to find her.

I debated texting her again, but when I pulled up our messages all I saw was my blue texts left unopened. Instead, I reported Luke's shocking post for the 20th time this morning. That had been my only tactic, the only thing I could think to do. Luke wasn't answering my messages either. If he had, boy I had a dictionary of curse words ready for that scumbag.

"Hi." A familiar voice spoke.I looked up to see Rachel. I hadn't seen her walk up to me. "Brought you coffee." She held out a cup.

My nerves were already through the roof.

I shook my head "No thanks." She shifted, probably wondering what she was supposed to do with it now, but I couldn't care. I kept looking around for Annabeth.

"Ready for math?" Rachel asked me, gesturing towards our classroom.

I furrowed my eyebrows, how was I supposed to focus in class if I didn't know that she was okay? How was I supposed to do anything?

Nonetheless, I followed Rachel.

"What are you looking for?" She asked me, I think she sounded annoyed but I didn't have it in me to ask why. My mind only had room for the aching concern that was my best friend.

"Annabeth, she hasn't answered any of my calls. I don't know where she is."

Rachel nodded "I saw the post. Is she okay?"

"I don't know!" I knew I was overreacting, Rachel just asked a simple question. I was just so exasperated, and anxious to check on her, and I didn't know if she was okay.

"Sorry, I'm just." I started to say, feeling bad for how I had talked to her "I didn't mean to take it out on you. I'm just worried about her." I ran my hand through my hair, unbrushed and a mess seeing as how fast I ran out of the house this morning.

Rachel placed a gentle hand on my arm once we sat down in our seats.

"Annabeth is strong. Im sure she's just in class. Maybe her phones dead." Rachel told me, trying to relax me.