νεκρός || Annabeth Chase x Fem!OC

Vol. 5-7: I thirst over my girlfriend

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I left the Big House once I realized Jason and Chiron were in it and hiding from me, and had likely overheard a very personal conversation with my girlfriend. Like any wise individual, I told them they were pussies for not making their presence known, splashed my remaining cocoa on an ugly painting of a vase Dionysus purchased (seriously, a PAINTING of a vase???), and stomped off to the lake. I just wanted Annabeth to get done dealing with Piper. I didn't actually want her to leave, of course. Like... I did want to be alone. That wasn't a lie. I just wanted to be alone with Anne, of course. I always want to be alone with her. I always want to be near her, like I still needed to make up for that year we spent apart after she found out I was dead.

Maybe it's an obsessive thing, or something. Some people say it is, some people say it's romantic, some people say it's understandable with a bond like ours. I don't really care either way because they just don't get it. There is absolutely nothing on this earth that compares to sitting next to Annabeth Chase, watching the storm outside, listening to her breath. Even better if she's laying on me, or even sleeping on me. That's the only time I like to be restricted. I'll stay completely still and refuse to move for hours on end if it means she's able to sleep (not in the creepy Cullen way, I promise).

But noooooooooo. My stupid desires are interrupted by everyone else, like stupid centaurs and white boys listening to me, or stupid preppy girls that need to get clocked. I can't just have a moment with her! It is always SOMETHING with these people.

"Hi guys." I sat down at the docks and put my feet in the water, shoes and all. "I only have a few jellybeans."

The naiads didn't care, since I'm basically their plug for all things junk. They rose close to the surface of the water without quite breaking it, waiting patiently as I scattered the sweet treats over the smooth surface, creating tiny ripples across the surface. They gently fought for them and giggled before waving at me as they returned to the depths.

"Wassup!"

I clenched my jaw. "An apology is not an invitation, dude."

Leo sat down next to me anyways. "It's an invitation to build a friendship!"

"No, it is not. I don't even consider friendship until I bully you for several days."

"Is that what you did with Annabeth?"

"Yes," I snapped, feeling defensive. Along with pining over her hair even though I didn't understand that I was pining. "What do you want?"

"I was thinking-"

"A dangerous pastime."

"Agreed. But, I was thinking... well, you saved us," Leo said. "Me, Jason, and Piper. You were watching us and saved us from those storm thingies, and you even apologized to me for being mean." Wasn't that the bare minimum? I bet this kid was abused. "Maybe we should be friends."

I didn't answer him. I could tell he was trying to be nice, but I still didn't like him. I don't like most people, but Leo is annoying and he called me Doughboy. That is twice the reason to dislike him.

"People say you can be really nice when you open up."

"I bet they've said a lot of other things about me."