Drowning [English]

2. Everything is lost

Author's note: Thank you guys for all the nice reviews on my first chapter! It means a lot to me!

Okay, now let us continue with this little story. But I warn you, this story is most likely to get a little bit... dark ;)

Disclaimer: I still not own anything of the Percy Jackson universe.

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Chapter 2 - Everything is lost

Everything is lost
And this nightmare's closing in
Everything is lost
There's a sorrow beneath my skin
This is the end of me

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When Percy reached his cabin, he noticed that his clothes were soaking wet. (Usually, they were waterproof), but at the moment nothing was, how it was supposed to be in his life anyway. Sighing, he pulled out his wet clothes and threw them on the ground. He didn't think or even care about the fact that he had cleared his whole cabin just a few hours ago.

What was he supposed to do know? He couldn't go back to the campers, under any circumstances. They all must think he was a failure. But wasn't he? A failure? Probably.

"What am I supposed to do?" Percy whispered, sitting down on the cold wooden floor.

He pulled his legs to his body and buried his head between his knees. He still saw the faces of the other campers before his eyes, the way they had looked at him. But not even that was what bothered him, it really did not matter what the others thought about him.

But what mattered to him was, what Annabeth thought about him. Percy had seen her, she had not looked confused like the others. But he had only seen, by the look in her eyes, that she could guess what was wrong with him and that was not a good thing. How so? Yeah, Percy did not want to be alone anymore, but he did not want anyone to worry about him either. Annabeth has already been through so much and he did not want to bother her with his problems. For that was he, no boy or demigod, he was a problem.

And when he realized that, Percy knew what to do.

Immediately he jumped up and grabbed a backpack from his crate. He only filled it with his clothes, it was the only thing he would need. He would go home. He did no longer belong here, he was totally out of place.

When Percy was standing at the door, he glanced back at his cabin, where he had once felt so secure, but that has been a long time ago. "I'm sorry, Dad. I am such a disappointment for you, "He whispered, closing the door behind him.

"Percy!"

Just as he was about to leave the camp, Percy again heard the familiar voice.

"Where are you going?" Annabeth asked. He lowered his eyes, he did not want to see how he would hurt her.

"Home," he replied simply. Now he raised his eyes and looked at Annabeth. But she did not look sad, as he had expected, she actually looked a little bit angry. "Annabeth-" Percy wanted to explain it to her but he just couldn't. But she did not say a word. She just stood there, staring at him and shaking her head inconspicuously.

"This is your home, Percy," Annabeth said after a short time of silence.

"Whatever is going on with you, we can help you. I can help you ... "Her voice was getting quieter. He really wanted to stay here with her, after all, she was still his best friend, or even more, but he just couldn't. Percy could not stand another single day here, maybe he would come back, but maybe he wouldn't.