Chapter 1

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Annabeth Chase was used to heartbreaks.

Luke betrayed her. Shattered her. Thalia left her all alone. After the war with Gaea, the 7 managed to survive. Her weeks in Tartarus burned her soul. killed her. Annabeth chase wanted nothing more than to leave this awful world. After deciding leaving the world wasn't a great idea, she decided on leaving the country instead.

But she needed to see Percy first.

He sat, his feet dangling in the water, his orange tank top showing off his SPQR tattoo. Annabeth hated nothing more than that bloody tattoo. It was a reminder. A reminder of Annabeth's pain all over again. Not like she's seen enough in her dreams.

Percy looked up, his beautiful sea green eyes sparkling. Annabeth sat beside him. "Hello," She says, somewhat shy. Really? she thought to herself. Hello is all I can say to my boyfriend? He doesn't respond for a moment. "Sleep well?" He asks. Annabeth nodded. They sat in an uncomfortable silence for a while. Which they never sat through before.

"Percy," she whispers, realizing she's now crying. He notices her tears, wipes them with his index finger lightly, and kisses her forehead. Which only makes her cry more.

"I can't do this, Percy. Not anymore. Neither of us can even look at each other without a wave of sadness. I got into kapodistrian, a university in Athens. I'm going to go, Percy. I... want to forget my life as a halfblood, and start a new."

Percy looked at her in disbelief. But he still didn't say anything. Annabeth felt awful. But knew it was best for them both. And with that, Annabeth stood up, and began to walk back to her cabin.

The last thing she noticed, was Percy crying. She only saw him cry when he thought his mother was dead. And that was it.

She felt awful.

But every time she closed her eyes, she was still mesmerized by those two green eyes, staring straight into hers.

AN: I know this is getting depressing, but it gets better. ;) I promise.

Percy: ... Who are you...?

Grace: bow down to me, your creator!

Percy: NUH UH. UNCLE RICK IS OUR CREATOR!

Grace: *Glares daggers*

Percy: *runs like a seaweed brain*

BYE MY CUPCAKES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ~Gracie

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