I want out (a Percy Jackson fanfiction)

Annabeth died in the war against Gaia, and Percy is broken.
Of course, he still have his friends, family, camp.
It doesn't mean that he should be fine. It doesn't mean that he shouldn't be mad, angry, pissed even.
"It's the circle of life" they keep saying "people die. You're a demigod, you should know that you're not entitled to a happy ending."
The circle of life? What the fuck is that supposed to mean?
Percy is tired of this all "Hakuna Matata" bullshit.
"Not entitled to a happy ending"?
You know where you can shove it. Annabeth and him deserves that happy ending more then anyone.
At this point, apparently Percy isn't entitled to anything. Not that he gives a flying fuck.
Oh, he can't be mad?
Then he will be pissed.
He can't hold grudge against the gods?
Guess what, fuckers?
He hates the gods with everything he god damn have.
Because not only did they take the love of his life,
They won't give her back.
And that was the end.
That was when he knew for a fact,
He wanted out.