"Cause I'm a real tough kid, I can handle my shit. They said babe you gotta fake it till you make it and I did. Lights camera bitch smile, even when you wanna die"
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"Breaking down I hit the floor. All the pieces of me shattered as the crowd...
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_______________________PART 11
Free fallin by Tom Petty "An I'm, free fallin" (I FALL THROUGH TARTARUS, OH WHAT FUN)
Long story short, we have been walking about three hundred fucking mikes through the underworld. My legs are starting to get tired, my mind is starting to get tired, and my eyes are droopy. And what's not helping my current situation, is the fact that we're in a creepy ass forest.
I focus my eyes in the ground, and look at Grovers cool ass shoes. The ones that Luke gave him. Im sure Luke would not mind if Grover let me borrow them, "Hey Groves, what size are those shoes you have on?"
Grover raises a brow, "Uh i think they fit to ay sized food. Why?" I smile, "could you perhaps let me borrow them for a day? They look really fun"
"Um..." he pauses for a moment, "I mean if you really want to I guesS" He shrugs and takes the shoes off, handing them to me. I smile brightly, and take my shoes off and hand them to him, "I hope these fit your hoof feet. If they don't...sorry i guess" I put the shoes on, and honestly they look better on me than him. But the color is not really my style. Its bright red. I don't mind dark, blood red. But there bright red. Eww.
Annabeth side eyes me, "We're in the middle of the fucking underworld and your worrying about what kind of shoes you have on?" She scoffs
I think for a moment, "yeah, sounds about right" at that Annabeth scoffs again and we all go quiet.
"We can't ignore this" Grover insists, to be honest, they have been yapping this whole walk. And I have been zoning out this whole time, not interested to hear what they have to say. Because to but it quite frankly, I just don't care.
But my zoning out skills only work so much, because I start to hear the annoying voices of the others talking corrupt my brain.
"Stop" Percy complains
"It's just math. The four of us, plus your mom. Is five people. And only three pearls. Two people are staying behind. And it should really be me" Grover worries aloud
"Look Grover, it's cute, really. That you're playing the hero. But my father, he is literally death. His crib is somewhere around here in the underworld. I'll stay behind, and find it. Easy"
"Yeah, okay. But that still leaves one person" Grover says, "that's gonna be me"
"It wasn't your fault" Percy starts, "and even if it were, you're not getting left behind" Percy now looks at me, "I'm not-I'm not loosing you again. Okay? You're not getting left behind either. I don't care that your dad is Thanatos"
I smirk, " Perseus fucking Jackson." I lightly laugh, "are you saying you...care about me?" I say the last three words full off sarcasm. "My heart...it's full" I put a hand up to my chest and grin.
