𝐒𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐒 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐒, apollo

𝐱𝐯𝐢𝐢. should i grab an umbrella?

I SLIGHTLY OPEN MY eyes, what was that? I blinked a few times, when finally Percy comes into view, his back to me.

"Cy? What are you doing here?"

He took a few steps backwards in my direction, not turning to face me. I sat up a bit, "Percy?"

"Gett, make them stop!" He suddenly spoke, sounding afraid.

Confused, I looked around and noticed the empty cabin slowly engulfing in shadows. My eyes went wide and my heart started beating faster as I too, jumped to stand beside Percy.

"I'm not doing anything!" I yelled.

The shadows were about to touch our feet and the terror on my best friend's face made me panic even more. What was going on?

I tried to stop it, not even knowing how, I just tried, pleading in my head that the shadows would stop. Why can't I fix it?

"Bridget?!" The terrified voice of my friend slowly moulded into an annoyed one, "Bridget! Wake up!"

I blinked. I was back in my bed, my covers on the floor. Cy's back was too me. "Percy?" I asked again. This time, my voice came out as a whisper. My heart skipped a beat. Oh gods, don't tell me I'm in a paradox situation.

But unlike moments before, he turned to me and probably with all his strength, threw the pillow into my face. I let out a yelp as he burst out laughing.

When I hadn't moved, he spoke, his voice sounding a bit concerned, "Gett, you okay?"

I jumped from my bed and using the same pillow, I pushed him into someone's bed, almost suffocating him, "You asshole!"

I started laughing as he pushed me away, grabbing someone's pillow and hitting me with it. Finally after a few more moments we called a truce.

We both layed on the ground before he stood up, stretching out his hand for me to take. His smile faltered for a second. "You're crying?" His words came out as a question.

I quickly used the back of my hand to brush away my tears. I hadn't even realised I was crying.

We both stood still for a second before he wrapped one of his arms around me, pulling me slightly into him. We never did that. Hugging. But right now, I needed it. So I sighed and leaned my head onto his shoulder.

"You'll be fine. Us three will figure out something, like always." I breathed in and out before a small, "Okay," escaped my lips. I pulled away and turned my back to him, picking up a jumper from the floor.

"What are you doing here?" I sniffled, cursing my slightly croaky voice. "Shouldn't you be at your own cabin, cousin?"

Thankfully, Percy picked up on me wanting to forget what just happened as I heard him slightly laugh at the last word. "Well, cousin, Mr. D wants us in his office."

I raised my brow in his direction as I cleaned my under eyes, brushing away bits of my mascara. I never really cared enough to wipe it before bed. "What did you do this time?"

"Nothing!" His voice was really defensive which made me snort, "Sure, you're an angel aren't you, Cy?"

"Shut up," I heard him mumble and I smiled. Percy Jackson was the best, best friend I could ever ask for. I appreciated him more than he would ever know. I was about to turn and walk away when my eyes fell onto a mirror, from where I could see the sun pendant laying on my chest.

A sight of me walking down the halls of Apollo's palace in Olympus flashed in my mind. Confused, I stared into the pendant, an unknown feeling swarming my gut. I bit my lip, before hiding the necklace underneath my hoodie. Strangely enough, unlike the rest of the nights I had spent in Camp Half-Blood, I hadn't dreamt of the palace this night.