Tight (PJ Fanfic) *COMPLETE*

Chapter Twenty-Three

Zoe's POV

I was hanging out with Piper, Hazel, Selena, Reyna, and Juniper. I had just gotten to the dance about twenty minutes ago when I saw Percy walk in, his eyes were rimmed with red. He walked in through the back door, which lead to where Annabeth would be. Why had he been talking to Annabeth? Piper was the only one who seemed to notice him, and she muttered something about going to get a glass of punch. She conveniently managed to bump into Percy on her way there. She was concerned. I scanned the room, where was Annabeth? Gods, what had Percy said to Annabeth? Or even more, what had Annabeth said to Percy?

I watched their conversation closely, Piper opened her phone, and started reciting something. I muttered something about going to see what Piper was up to and left the group of girls. I was nearly there when Piper sighed, told Percy something, that made his face go dark again, and then walked into the girl's bathroom. 

I walked over to Percy. 
"Hey babe!" I said. Percy turned to face m, his eyes didn't smile.

He opened his mouth, "So you know about me and Drew?"

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PERCY'S POV

She knew?!?! 

Annabeth's words rang in my brain. It was until that very moment that I realised that I didn't love Drew. I never had. I have only ever loved my Wise girl. And I messed up. I didn't even know what to think.

I couldn't stop the tears form falling.

BECAUSE I THOUGHT YOU LOVED ME, AND YOU WERE WITH DREW!

I couldn't believe that I had been so utterly and completely stupid. I can't even imagine how much pain I put Annabeth through, and now she most certainly won't ever talk to me again. I- I couldn't really do anything except go back to Prom, after all, Zoe was still waiting for me.

I walked back to the building, slower than necessary. It was all dawning on me, all at once. I didn't love Zoe. I didn't even like her in the slightest. I didn't love Drew. I didn't like her in the slightest. The happiest moments of my life, was when I was with Annabeth. When we had our special, goofy moments. On the Argo II, at camp, and even at school. It was because of my stupid, shitty, actions that all of that was ruined. Our whole friend group was wrecked. All my fault.

No doubt, all of the girls knew already. After all, none of them were talking to me before, but around two weeks ago, they were shooting me horrible, horrible glares.

I pushed open the back door and walked to the punch table. I cautiously took a little bit in my cup, and sipped it. Assured that it wasn't spiked, I took more. When I looked up, Piper was standing right next to me.

"Where's Annabeth?" She asked, in a sharp voice. 

"I-I don't know." I said, surely, she couldn't have known about our encounter already!
"Percy," Piper said, annoyed. "Annabeth was outside, you came back with red eyes. Something obviously happened."

I sighed, "Listen, you tell me what's wrong with Camp Half blood, and I tell you what happened with Annabeth."

Piper glared at me with a surprising fierceness. "Perseus Jackson, I am not in the mood for bargains right now, you tell me where Annabeth Chase is right this very second!"

I suddenly felt the urge to blurt out every single detail about our conversation, but I fought it. Piper, it would take more charmspeak than that to win me over.