Experiencing Percabeth

Lullabies

(A/N: Hey, guys! I'm so sorry that I haven't been updating, I just haven't been finding inspiration for this series that much lately. But, Thank God that I found some yesterday. I'll be using some of my favorite songs ever in the entire world. If you do not like any of these songs or you have never heard of them, I suggest you listen to them before you read this next part.

Cinderblock Garden- All Time Low

Somewhere In Neverland- All Time Low

Therapy- All Time Low

Never Be What You Want (Acoustic Version)- We Are The In Crowd

The Only Exception- Paramore

The Light Behind Your Eyes- My Chemical Romance

I don't own any of these songs, but I love them all dearly. I don't own Percy Jackson or Annabeth Chase. The lyrics will be shown with Italics and apostrophes, just so you know. And they are being sung when they are formatted like this. Enjoy!)

Percy's POV:

I couldn't go to sleep, the memories of Tartarus were stirring and this is the only time of day they did. Right before I was about to go to sleep. The nightmares of Tartarus had long since stopped, but the memories of it could never go away, no matter how much I willed them to.

"What's wrong?" I heard Annabeth say. I felt her say it, for she was pressed up against my chest.

"I can't go to sleep," I answered.

"Nightmares?"

"No, just the memories."

Annabeth sat up, causing me to follow her. She turned on the lamp on our bedside table. The light lit up the room, causing me to squint from the sharp light. My eyes had already adjusted to the darkness of the room we shared.

"A-ah, mister. You stay lying down," Annabeth said.

I did as she said and I felt the bed shift under her weight and from all of her fussing. She finally settled down.

"Close your eyes," she said.

"Why?" I asked.

"Just do it." I did as Annabeth said, and the moment I felt her hands comb through my hair soothingly, I heard her voice.

'My ship went down on a sea of sound. When I woke up alone, I had everything.

A handful of moments I wish I could change.

And a tongue like a nightmare that cut like a blade.

In a city of fools,

I was careful and cool.

But they tore me apart like a hurricane...

A handful of moments I wish I could change

But I was carried away.

Give me therapy,

I'm a walking travesty,

But I'm smiling at everything.

Therapy, you were never a friend to me,

You can take back your misery.'

Annabeth's voice was angelic. She sang softly, but clearly. It make my heart swell with new found love for her, yet it calmed me down at the same time.

'My lungs gave out as I faced the crowd.

I think that keeping this up could be dangerous.