There Was No Moving On (Heroes Of Olympus Fanfiction)

Annabeth had been through a lot of unbearable pain before. Being a half-blood, she had a lot of experience with pain.

But none of those could compare to this.

The emptiness- No. Not emptiness.

Heartbroken.

Grief.

Loss.

Not emptiness.

It hurt so much that it was worse than dying.

HE left a whole in her heart. The whole that he left was worse than Luke's.

And she hates HIM for that.

HE left her a scar that not even ambrosia and nectar could ever cure.

HE left her dying.

She wanted to kill herself. She wanted to cut herself. She wanted to plunge into the depths of Tartarus, curl up and die.

After everything she did to survive, she wanted to give up.

But she just couldn't.

He wouldn't want her too.

He would want her to stop hurting and move on.

But she just couldn't.

She was alive and dead at the same time.

That's how it felt when Percy Jackson died.

There was no moving on from Percy Jackson.