Chapter Nine

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Annabeth POV

Percy hasn't come out of his cabin for three days. This means he hasn't eaten in three days. I feel awful, but I've found how much Luke can give me. I don't know where my feelings about Percy stand, or maybe I'm just trying to avoid them completely, but I do know that I don't want him to starve himself.

After three days I've finally built up the courage to approach him. I carried a sandwich in my hand and some strawberries I picked from the field. My heart ached when I remembered the date we had in the strawberry fields, the day I found Luke.

I took a deep breath and knocked on the familiar door, the door I used to walk through every day. "Go away," I heard someone groan from inside, and that someone was Percy. I ignored his comment and opened the door.

The very least I can say is that his cabin is a disaster. Even more than usual. Clothes were thrown everywhere, things were broken, and it smelled like something had died in here. It usually had a sea salt smell, which felt like home because, well, Percy was home.

I thought his cabin was a mess until I saw Percy, buried in his bed. Right about now he is the definition of a human mess. His hair was greasy and pulled in every which way. He had dark shadows under his eyes, yet at the same time they were red and irritated.

When he saw me his face hardened, "Get out." His voice was a growl, and I had never heard him speak to me in that tone. I felt a wash of sadness at that thought.

"Percy, stop starving yourself. This is doing you no good. I don't want you to hurt yourself," I said gently, setting the food I brought beside his bed.

"Well I don't have much more damage to do, considering that you did a good deal of that," he said, his voice breaking, averting his gaze. I bit my lip to hold back my own tears.

"I'm sorry," I said, my lip wobbling. He shook his head and let out a short, hysterical laugh.

"Sorry? You're sorry? Well, apology not accepted. Now go run off to Luke or something. I'm sure you'd both enjoy that," he said bitterly, staring straight into my eyes. Sea green penetrating stormy gray.

A tear fell and I turned and left. I shut the door behind me. The thing is, I didn't go running off to Luke. I held myself together until I reached my cabin, I looked around and I knew I was alone. Then I sat on my bed and pulled my knees to my chest. Then I let myself fall apart. Piece by piece.

Each chunk of my heart slowly fell away as I realized how much I missed Percy, and how much I needed him. I convulsed with sobs, my shoulders shaking mercilessly. My abdomen contracted and detracted, and my eyes squeezed out tear after tear.

I felt nauseous, and I ran to the bathroom, puking up what I had for lunch, and for breakfast for that matter. I cried on the toilet seat, my tears plinking into the puke-infused toilet water. The foul smell filled my nose and I went for another round of heaving.

I don't know how long I sat on the bathroom floor crying for, but eventually my eyes dried and I couldn't stand the taste in my mouth any longer. I shakily stood up and looked at myself in the mirror. I looked exactly like Percy, but with blonde curls.

I splashed some cold water on my face until the puffiness decreased, and I brushed my teeth, the taste of the throw up residing between my molars. When I finished I didn't bother to go outside or finish the day; I just laid in bed. I stared at the wall in front of me, and I saw a picture.

A picture of Percy and I eating the giant chocolate cake together at the Poseidon table, the blue frosting covering our fingers. It was taken moments before our first kiss.

I closed my eyes to try to chase away the memory, and I eventually fell asleep.

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The feels have deeply penetrated me and I am being of feels now.

Why do I do this to myself.

Sorry it's kinda short but there are certain places you have to end a chapter you know, it just seems right.

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