wrath - percy jackson

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it was appaling, really, how percy jackson could be dumped in such a manner. the percy jackson, hero of olympus, being dumped over something so petty.

"you what, annabeth?" percy demanded in a cold fury, silently clutching his fists as his muscles began to turn white. "you're dumping me becauase you're selfish enough to leave me behind for a simple college because your dad asked you to? since when have you listened to your dad, annabeth? i thought we were going to college in new rome, to start a family that we had always dreamed of. and yet, you choose to leave that life behind for a college nearer to your father? he's old, crippling and cold. you never gave a shit about him before yesterday, it was always, 'he's there or he's not there'."

annabeth scoffed and her princess curls, which were now wavy, swayed as he huffed on the spot out of annoyance. "i knew you wouldn't understand percy, you were always so selfish to realise other people's dreams. it was always about you, wasn't it? just because you're the hero of olympus does not mean you get to decide everything in my life all of a sudden. i'm dumping you because long distance relationships never work, especially with someone like you who's always talking about his family problems all the time."

the son of poseidon went silent as his sea-green orbs darkened with a harsh anger, a sinister smirk made its way on his face as he laughed humourlessly. there was no point in saving this relationship anymore, it was becoming too toxic and percy just didn't want to deal with someone so blind to people's real natures, someone so overly cocky in her abilities that it gave her the power to bring personal issues into this. she knew that he had been struggling at home recently, because of sally and paul's new way of life, and purposely dragged that into the argument with his insecurities. was that how she wanted to play this? fine. he glared into her calculating, grey eyes that shone with an overwhelming sense of 'i'm right, you're wrong.' it was always there, now that he took a closer look during an argument, that arrogant look that always seemed to circle around her irises. how could he have not realised it sooner?

annabeth cowered under his intense gaze, it reminded her of memories she would rather not remember now. how he looked in tartarus when he tortured that misery goddess with her own poison, enjoying every tear, every sob, ever scream for help that escaped the goddess' lips. she realised now, that she had fucked up.

"you selfish, ignorant prick. you want to play that way? fine. you know how painful it was, dealing with your outrageously enormous ego? it was dreadful, actually having to sit through your lectures about how you were right and that i had to listen to you if i wanted to survive. i dealt with it because i loved you, annabeth chase. i thought it would all be worth it in the end because it would've been outweighed by your good aspects, the way you never lost confidence in something, how you would always shine with enthusiasm about learning new things. you were always there for me, always there when i needed you, wise girl. i loved you for that, for every good thing in your heart. but you dare to bring up my insecurities that i trusted to nobody but you? that was disgusting, you're disgusting. i expected more from a daughter of athena, from my girlfriend. i will never stoop to your level, to be so desperate to bring someone's insecurities and fears into an argument, i will never be as despicable as you. goodbye, annabeth chase. i hope you lead a good life with your everrenching father."

annabeth's eyes drop her determined gaze as she reaches out to grab percy's arm, but he yanks away fiercely. "percy, i-" he gives her one last look of... pity? before he walks away, unclasping his hands. he walked out of the shade of the trees as he walked calmly into his cabin, ignoring the few concerned glances that were cast his way.

opening the door aggressively, he smacks it closed behind him as a hot tear rolls down his cheek. the dam had broke. once the first tear broke free, the rest followed in an unbroken stream. the son of poseidon tried desperately to wipe the tears away, but they kept coming. a choked sob had managed to escape his mouth as he trudged over to his bunk, snatching a nearby sports bag and opening his little cupboards under his bed hastily. he couldn't stay here anymore, not with annabeth walking around, free and unremorseful. he grasped his neatly folded clothes in a hurry, putting them in the bag as he continued to cry his heart out, soaking his clothes with his hot tears.

percy stopped abruptly as he fell forward in a disheveled heap where he was sat on the floor and pressing his palms to the carpet. a great tremor overtook him, as he sobbed with the force of someone vomiting on all fours. his body continued to wrack with an onslaught of tears as he cried and cried and cried.

then suddenly, it all stopped. the tears stopped flowly continuously, leaving his cheeks tear-stained and his eyes ridiculously puffy and red. it was instead replaced with a pain that seemed to flame up in his chest. he would admit, it burned, burned like the river of phlegethon was living in his chest, yet it somehow fixed the void that he now had in his chest. it was like having a hole, and covering it with sticks and leaves. it wasn't permanent, and it certainly didn't make him feel better, but it stopped him from crying miraculously. it stopped his body from exhausting his body's fluids on useless tears.

percy got up and dragged his legs over to the mini fountain in his cabin, one he used for comfort and iris messages. it was beautiful, the water was from a naiade, a freshwater nymph that worked in poseidon's palace to manage the freshwater and its properties. it glistened softly with a calming light that reassured percy just by looking at it. he hunched over the fountain, with his hands grasping the side. a small, miniture cerulean pillar sat in the middle of the fountain, and ontop of it sat a mesmirising amethyst flower that came from the deepest depths of the ocean. when sally took him to australia for christmas the previous year, he had fished it out from the coral reef whilst his mum and paul sat on the beech, sunbathing. it held a mysterious air around it, but it was strangely serene and the cabin's lighting always seemed to bring the best out of it.

percy cupped his hands into the fountain and spattered it over his face. instantly, the tear stains disappeared and his eyes decreased in puffiness. his eyes were no longer red from crying intensely but now held an abnormally dark look. he gazed into the mirror and stared into his own sea-green pools, watching the colour swirl in a dangerous storm. the grip on the fountain sides tightened.

perseus jackson would not tolerate any more toying around, he would fix this life whether he liked it or not.