The rest of our lives (Percabeth fanfic)

Why not?

Annabeth POV
A few days later when Percy and I are leaving school to go home, Percy brings up that conversation we had about the well... Feelings or thoughts we've had.

"We should go to therapy." He says.

I look at him blankly.

"Percy, mortals can't know about things we do.. We can just tell them oh hey I fight monsters and my parent is a god! They would probably think we were crazy."

I can see that he's trying.. He's worried about me and I'm worried about him too. We both have the thoughts... If you don't know what I'm talking about with 'the thoughts' well... You'll figure it out.

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The next day, Percy calls Chiron. I don't exactly know what their talking about but I hear percy... Is that laughing or crying?

"Good news." He says

"There's a therapist that we can go to. She's a demigod. She understands. She's in just a regular office so people won't look at us like were insane for going to a random dark alley or something."

I wrap my arms around his neck and hug him. I defiantly could not be doing this without him.

"Thankyou." I whisper.

He kisses my forehead and hugs me tighter.

"Just stay strong. For me. I've been doing it for you. We need eachother. At least I need you... You complete me."

I smile up at him, still hugging.

"You complete me more."

He smiles and kisses my lips.

" we can get through it. I mean I know it's hard sometimes when you feel like giving up. You feel like your just living for everyone else and not for yourself. I know exactly what it feels like. And I'll always be here for you." He's so... Understanding. And I love it.

"I love you." I say.

He smiles.

PERCY POV

Let's back it up a little bit...

The next day, I call Chiron and I feel like I'm going to break down.

"Yes Jackson?" He says.

"I... We need help." I spit out.

"What is it? Who's we?" He says, sounding concerned

"Me and Annabeth.." My voice breaks on her name.

"What's wrong?" He says.

"She's depressed. Well we bother are. And were having... The thoughts."

"Suicidal thoughts. Very common among demigods. I can get you a therapist. She's a demigod. She's about your moms age. I will call her and give her your number. She'll call you so you can schedule a time."

"Thankyou." I say, trying not to lose it again.

"You'll do okay." He says, and I can tell he's smiling.

A/N

HEY PEOPLE!!!
Sorry it short, and sorry I didn't post it for a while. I've been busy. I'll start writing more soon I promise. Till then, have fun demigods!