Epilogue

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Third Person POV

Almost two weeks since the biggest break up. The news and social media are still raving about it. 

Two weeks and all Annabeth has done is hit the gym, work and sleep. Not much eating or drinking. Percy hasn't returned to his apartment, they think he's sulking at his moms house. Piper and Hazel are super angry, but they get he was atleast drunk not sober and kissed her. 

Annabeth hasn't spoken much. Just sat there thinking and staring. 

The whole gang is worried about her. But its not as bad as Percy. 

He's staying at Grovers place, sitting in the corner, thinking just like her. 

But instead of working and going to the gym hes drinking. Sure its underage but Grover wriggled the bottle into his hands and told Percy to wash his fears away. 

He can't stop drinking now. Grover feels bad for telling him to drink but its slowly healing the star. Hes starting to write new songs. 

Starting to. 

Its now been three weeks and Annabeth has walked downstairs to get her mail. She opens the mail slot and grabs the little bundle, holding the bills, Hazels monthly cooking magazine and a thin letter addressed for Annabeth. 

Frowning she laied the rest of the mail on her counter and took the letter to her room to read. Carefully she opened it and took the letter out, with a CD disc that came along. 

She almost cried when she saw who had written the letter. 

Dear Annabeth

I am so sorry things didn't work out between us, I know your gonna throw this let out as soon as you see I've written it. I'm a coward and a cheat. But hear me out.

I was hammered, drunk as hell and I didn't sleep with her, I swear. It was only a kiss. I know you don't want to see me, talk to me or even think about me, but at least you know the truth. At least I won't live the rest of my life in shame knowing I didn't tell you the truth. 

I'm hiding out, I don't think I want to show the world my true self, the selfish jerk the media turned me into. 

I want to thank you for making me better person and even if you've stopped loving me, I'll keep loving you. 

-Percy. 

Annabeth cried and cried, she was home alone and she poured out all of the feelings. Taking the CD disk she snapped it cleanly in half, not caring or knowing what was on the disk. She didn't want anything to do with her ex-boyfriend. And from that moment on, she decided that she would heal slowly. 

Percy was starting to sing. Starting to recover from the pain. Trying to recover. Trying. His new song would be out soon, his whole world tour had been canceled. He didn't care about the huge cost it caused Olympus. Screw them. 

Walking down 29th and Park

Saw you in another's arms

Only a month we've been apart, you look happier. 

Saw you walk inside a bar

He said something to make you laugh

Saw your smiles where twice as wide as ours

Yeah you look happier, you do

Ain't nobody hurt you like I hurt you

But nobody loves you like I do

Promise I won't take it personal

If your moving on with someone new

Cause baby you look happier

My friends told me one day I'll feel it too

But until then I'll smile to hide the truth

But I know I was happier with you

Sat in the corner of the room

Everything reminding me of you

Nursing an empty bottle telling myself your happier

Aren't you?



He hoped one day he would move on. 

But for now he would stay the one broken piece of shit. 

"WHERES PERCY." Thalia yelled as she entered Grovers apartment. Grover looking afraid pointed to the spare bedroom, Thalia thundered over, her anger striking down. 

"IDIOT>" She screamed at Percy on the floor, a beer in his hands and a somber look on his face. 

"Well isn't Pinecone Face." Percy said coldly, obviously drunk.

"YOU BROKE HER DAMN HEART AND MADE HER ALOE. DO YOU KNOW HOW SHE FEELS?" Thals roared so loud it shook the penthouse. Percy only looked up miserably. 

"I know....I messed up." He groaned lifting the beer to sip. But Thalia knocked the drink out of his hands smashing it to the floor, slapping Percy so hard spit flew out of his mouth. 

"You are so dead."Thalia said ice like but picked up another beer and sat down next to her cousin, comforting him.

"So shes really gone." 

"Yeah, your not getting her back."

But one day he vowed he would love her again. No matter what it takes. 

The guard paced in the hall, watching the prisoner in his cell with caution. 

The blond prisoner was sitting on the bed, a blank stare on his face, the jagged scar along the skin was chalky white in the moonlight. The door to the hall slid open, revealing a dark haired boy with an eyepatch instead of a right eye. 

The other guard nodded respectfully and walked back to the door, leaving the dark haired guard and the prisoner alone in the hall. 

"Finally you came Namakra." The blond said, not looking at the dark haired guard. The eye patch shrugged and fumbled with the keys in his pocket. 

"Not my choice, master decided the time." Namakra said simply without looking at Luke Castellan. 

"I've been eating dog shit for food, could have come sooner." Luke sneered but sounded slightly grateful. 

The guard unlocked the door, grabbing Luke by the wrist, his orange jumpsuit the only color in the small mental health hospital. 

"Tomorrow we leave for Mount Tam, its time we start again." Namakra smiled cruelly. Luke just threw his head back and laughed. 

"Good. And then we build up our empire." Luke said manically. 

And the two left the hospital, without no one noticing their leave. 

And thus a plan of evil begins. 







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