king of the gods

I don't Understand

Why Annabeth?" I asked her. "Why did you do it?"

"I don't know what you're talking about," she said through gritted teeth.

"Don't be an ass Annabeth. You cheated on me, which is the hard, cold fact. I want to know why," I replied calmly. Her fingers twitched as if she was uncomfortable with my persistent questioning. I had been in this room with her for the last ten minutes, and so far she hadn't revealed squat. I was getting impatient, and I wouldn't put it past Zeus for him to be too. I wasn't sure when I was supposed to be meeting him for the 'training', but I'm pretty sure that it will be soon.

"Percy," she said, "Connor forced me to!"

My eyes flashed with anger, and again I heard thunder. Ok, that was going to be annoying. "You think you can lie to me Annabeth? I know what happened. I can ask anyone. Connor for example! I bet he knows what happened." I glared at her. "Oh, wait. I already did. Annabeth, I am asking something very simple. Why. Did. You. Cheat. On. Me?"

She exhaled loudly; a gust of wind fluttered across the table, scattering the various sheets of paper that had been neatly placed on the Ping Pong table. "Fine, Percy. I did it because you reminded my too much of Luke!"

I flinched at that simile. "Oh, so you decided that his half-brother would remind you of him less? Why didn't you just break up with me in the beginning?"

She mumbled something under her breath and went to get up. She ran to the door but I was faster. I blocked the doorway so she couldn't get out.

"What?" I demanded angrily. "You used me and my Mother Annabeth! You cheated your privileges at my house. You just think that because I am your boyfriend you'll have somewhere to stay? If you hadn't have strung me along this whole time, and told me like a good human would have done, we could have been friends! You could have stayed at my house anyway Annabeth! Did you not think once that this would only hurt you?"

"If you aren't hurt by this, why are you keeping me trapped in this stupid room?" she challenged.

"I have eternity to get over this. You only have years. This can affect everything that you do."

"You wouldn't." She narrowed her eyes at me, glaring daggers. The action was small, yet terrifying. If I was still mortal, I probably would have flinched. But I'm not, so I didn't.

"You have already made one Immortal enemy. I'm sure my dad isn't too fond of you either. That's two. What would your Mother say Annabeth? Hm?" I glared right back at her.

I could see the gears turning in her mind, trying to think of a way out of the room.

"You'll never make it," I growled. "Sit down Annabeth. The faster you tell me answers, the faster you get out of here."

She backed away from me slowly. She sat down on the hard chairs, never once leaving eye contact with me. Again, her finger twitched. Her leg started to bounce up and down and the thud, thud, thud of her foot against the wooden floor was getting annoying. But, I wouldn't say that because that would make her do it more.

"I could relate to Connor," Annabeth started finally, her eyes distant. "He understood about Luke. He knew that Luke was never always evil. He would tell me stories about how Hermes always favored Luke to anyone else. And, I knew that. Then, I would tell him stories about how Luke saved me from monsters and brought me to camp. We both knew Luke before he was evil."

I stared at her uncomprehendingly. She just wanted someone to relate to about Luke.

"So, what you're saying is that you cheated on me, just so you could have someone to relate to about Luke? That is seriously screwed up Annabeth."

She looked up at me desperately. "You don't understand!"

"You're right!" I exclaimed. "I don't understand! Would I still be here if I did? I wouldn't. I don't get how wanting to relate to something makes it OK to cheat on someone who loves you. I was going to propose Annabeth. Did any of this factor into your mind when you were cheating on me?"

She looked like this was the first time that she thought about all of this.

"Yo-you were going to propose?" she stuttered out finally.

I shook my head at her. "I guess I really am a seaweed brain. See you around."

Then, I opened the door and walked out. I felt as though that was a good place to leave. I think that she was finally starting to see how much this had affected me.