I'll Sing For You - Percabeth FANFIC

CHAPTER 2 - GUILT

may i remind you that Percy Jackson and the Olympians series is not mine. Rick Riordian wrote that beautiful book. So as the characters for Heroes Of Olympus.PERSEUS JACKSON'S POV

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Aphrodite told me the plan. I refused to do it even with her constant begging. But won me over by threatening me to turn into a girl.

I went under my bed and took my trusty guitar. Yes, I, Perseus Jackson, have a guitar. I've already known the chords and lyrics. Soon after dinner, they started the sing along. I went near the Apollo cabin and asked if I can sing. They quickly agreed and I placed myself near the campfire, where everyone can see me.

"Hey everyone, I'm gonna sing a song about a girl who broke my heart. I made this and stuff, so yeah!" I awkwardly announced to the people. Their attention caught by the phrase "girl who broke my heart"

(Stitches – Shawn Mendes [let's pretend Percy wrote this])

I thought that I've been hurt before.

But no one ever left me quite this sore

Your words cut deeper than a knife

Now I need someone to bring me back to life.

I glanced at Annabeth, she was talking to his boyfriend and I looked away.

Got a feeling that I'm going under
But I know that I'll make it out alive
If I quit calling you my lover
Move on

Then the people cheered

You watch me bleed until I can't breathe

And now that I'm without your kisses
I'll be needing stitches

I sung my heart out, resulting the campers to gawk. Leo was recording my performance. I don't know why, maybe for some blackmail.

Tripping over myself
Aching, begging you to come help
And now that I'm without your kisses
I'll be needing stitches

Nymphs and Satyrs started to come out of the woods, trying to see what all the commotion was; Mr. D just bobbed his head. While Chiron listened, he knew what I was talking about.

Just like a moth drawn to a flame
Oh, you lured me in, I couldn't sense the pain
Your bitter heart cold to the touch
Now I'm gonna reap what I sow
I'm left seeing red on my own

I saw some flashing behind the campers, I saw Apollo hiding, like he was trying to listen to the song.

Got a feeling that I'm going under
But I know that I'll make it out alive
If I quit calling you my lover
Move on

You watch me bleed until I can't breathe
Shaking, falling onto my knees
And now that I'm without your kisses
I'll be needing stitches
Tripping over myself,
Aching, begging you to come help
And now that I'm without your kisses
I'll be needing stitches

There comes the hard part. Trying to look at Annabeth, She was looking at the ground now. The only one, who was not paying attention, was his boyfriend.

Needle and the thread,
Gotta get you out of my head
Needle and the thread,
Gonna wind up dead

Needle and the thread,
Gotta get you out of my head, get you out of my head