Annabeth's POV
"Can we get ice cream?" I asked my mother with a hopeful look.
"You do realize it's 8 at night, don't you sweetie?" Mommy told me with a light laugh, "That means the ice cream parlor is closed."
With that, I felt my spirits deflate. I had really wanted some ice cream. When Mommy saw my fallen look she came up with an idea.
"How about, when Daddy get's home, we all go to the grocery store and pick up a couple tubs of ice cream? Then we can have all we want." She suggests.
I smiled like there was no tomorrow. I started jumping up and down screaming "YAS!!" at the top of my lungs.
So, when Daddy got home we got into our blue Ford Edge and made our way to Hannaford's. Which is my favorite store because they give out free sugar cookies! We were there for a long time, debating on whether to get Fudge Swirl or Chocolate Chip Cookie Dough. In the end, we ended up getting both ice creams.
I was really tired, I didn't realize how tired until we got back to the car. But I didn't want to asleep. We never do anything together anymore because Daddy is always working. Mommy says that we need the money, which I don't get. There's always money in Mommy and Daddy's wallets.
Since I don't see him, Daddy, very often, I dove into telling him a story about this annoying boy with messy black hair and sea green eyes who sits behind me and always pulls my hair.
"Aww, does my babygirl have a little crush?" Daddy teases me.
I feel my face heat up, so I knew I was blushing. But thank the Gods it was dark, or I would've been teased even more about my nonexistent crush on Percy Jackson. I scrunch my nose up, giggle (involuntarily) and say "Eww, boys have cooties." All my parents did was laugh at me, they didn't believe I didn't have a crush on him. But that's ridiculous, because boys have cooties... right?
My question never did get answered. I started screaming when all I could see was a bright light. I'll find out later the next day that they were headlights of a white ford raptor driven by someone drunk beyond belief. But for now all I did was scream. I screamed for, what it felt like anway, years.
I heard my dad's voice telling me to wake up.
No, that's not right.
It was Percy's voice.
"Wake up Annabeth!!!"
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I bolted upright in my bed with tears streaming down my face. Someone was hugging me tight. I buried my head into someone's shoulder, crying my heart out. My shoulders racking from my sobbing. When my cries finally died out, the person holding me pulled back. My face turned crimson when I saw who it was.
Percy was holding me during my breakdown. I didn't want him to see me like this. Weak. That's how I felt crying in front of others, especially if that person just happened to be the guy I've been crushing on for years.
He looked at me with genuine concern before asking, "Are you alright"
I hung my head so Percy didn't see my cheeks red from embarrassment. When I didn't answer his question, or even look up at him, he put a couple of his fingers under my chin and guided my head up so I could see his face. But I couldn't bring myself to look him in the eye. I fixed my gaze on his very wet shoulder, thanks to my crying. That's when I realized he wasn't wearing a shirt. I'm sure, by then, that I could compete with a tomato over who's redder and win.
"Are you alright?" Percy asked again. I avoided his question again by replying with, "I got your shoulder all wet."
"That's okay, I can wipe it off." Percy told me in complete seriousness. If I was him I would've been laughing at pathetic I was acting.
"Are you gonna answer the question?" He asks gently, not loosing his patience.
"What are you doing in here anyway?" I ask, not wanting to answer the question because, honestly I don't even know the answer.
Percy sighs, getting the message that I don't want to answer the question.
"I heard you screaming and crying in your sleep, so I came to see if you were alright." He tells me sadly, as if me being upset brought him great pain.
"I think I'm alright now, thank you." I tell him. I still can't meet his gaze.
"I'm here if you want to talk about it. You know that, right?"
I just nodded my head, not trusting myself to speak, in fear of my voice failing me.
Percy stood up and walked to the door. When he got there he paused for a moment. In that brief second, I made a decision.
As Percy turned the nob of my room I quicky said, "Wait!"
He turned around slowly, with a curious expression on his face, then I continued.
"Can you stay with me?" I said it so quiet that I'm surprised he heard me. He looked shocked at first, before he quickly recovered.
Percy nodded his head as he made his way over to me. We both climbed under the cover. Instinctively, I laid my head on his bare shoulder and he wrapped his arm around my waist. If I had been more awake I would have thought differently about this. Instead of being comfortable, I would have been a little embarrassed about how positions.
As I was falling asleep to the beat of Percy's heart, I heard him whisper "I will always stay with you." Then I felt his lips on my forehead.
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I was asked to put some flashbacks in here to help understand the story better, so here that is. There will be more to come, eventually.
Picture is of both Ford vehicle up top. Just in case you didn't know, Fords are my favorite type of truck/care.
I would like to say sorry for not getting that extra chapter up last week like I promised. I sorta, forgot to write it. So I'll do my best getting an extra one up sometime between now and Sunday.
You're probably wondering; Why Sunday? Well, the reasons for that is because it seems like I'm always busy on Wednesdays so I post the day before, like this time. Plus, school will be starting next Monday so I'll have more time to get a chapter written.
What did you think of this chapter? Of Annabeth's flashback? Percy comforting her? How about when he stayed with her? I love to hear your guesses feedback. And if you think this chapeter deserved it, please hit that orange star that means vote.
Next Update: I should have two more chapters up by Sunday
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