Truths Can Heal (A Percy Jackson Fanfic) COMPLETE

Chapter 67 (Annabeth)

Chapter 67
(Annabeth)
🔱His Beautiful Tragedy🔱

A/N: Hope you enjoy.  Where are my beloved kings and queens 👑 who put comments?😭😢

"I'm your boyfriend," the handsome boy says softly.  B-boyfriend?  The boy then starts to get frantic and angry.  "You know what?  No!  I'm more than that!  I'm the gods damn love of your life!  I'm your seaweed brain, remember?!  You're my wise girl!"  What weird nicknames.  Do they mean something to me?  I don't remember at all!  I'm getting scared.  "We've been together since we were sixteen!" he continues to shout at me.

"Mr. Jackson you're going to have to leave if you don't calm down," the doctor says calmly, but sternly.

"Friends since twelve!" the boy grows louder.  He's on the verge of tears.  "PLEASE!" he yells.  "I LOVE YOU!"  My eyes widen.  Love?! He loves me?!  Do I love him?!  I hate that I can't remember anything!

"Security!" the doctor yells.  These two tall men in uniform come through the door of my room and start dragging the boy away.

"GET OFF ME!  I CAN'T LEAVE HER!  ANNABETH, PLEASE!" he cries.  Annabeth?  Is that my name?  They then go out the door and I'm left alone with more questions than before.

"I'm so sorry about that," the doctor says, her lips in a firm line.  She has curly brunette hair tied into a ponytail, round glasses, and an accent I don't recognize..Greek maybe?  She then quickly looks at her clipboard before looking back at me.  "Mr. Perseus Jackson," she reads carefully from the board, "and your friends, will be allowed to visit you once he's calmed down," the doctor says, trying to give me a comforting smile. 

"Perseus Jackson," I think about the strange Greek name.  I seem to remember random things like how the name Perseus is Greek and who the United States president is, but I don't know who I am!  "So I have friends here?...How many?" I ask the doctor curiously.

"Quite a few, actually.  You seem to be a very popular girl," her smile softens. 

"She feels sorry for me.  Or maybe it's not me, maybe she feels sorry for my friends and...Perseus" I think, testing the name out in my head.  "Perseus Jackson," I then whisper quietly with curiosity.

"Oh..um, I almost forgot.  This might become a bit of a shock for you and I'm sorry for the inconvenience of having to tell you this way, but you're carrying a baby," the doctor says, eyeing me carefully.  I look at her with widened eyes.

"What?  Like I'm pregnant?!" I shriek.

...

     I'm still in my hospital bed, trying to figure out what I know and what questions I should ask when Perseus cautiously opens the door to my room, softly pulling back the privacy curtain.  His full pink lips frown softly as he stares at me.  He slowly approaches before sitting in the chair next to the bed. 

"Hello," I say softly, shyly looking down at my intertwined hands before looking back at him.  "You're Perseus," I say slowly.  I see his frown slightly deepen before he puts on a heartbreakingly beautiful, but ultimately fake smile.

"My friends call me Percy," he says.  His eyes look like the richest greens and blues of the ocean when the sun is at its highest.

"Percy," I smile softly, testing the name out on my tongue. 

     I can't help but feel connected to this handsome young man, even though we're only just meeting...well, I guess that's not true, considering he's my boyfriend.  I remember him shouting that we were even more than that.  Although, shouting like a maniac did not help me calm down.  Well, I guess now is as good a time as any to tell him the news.