I know, it's very short and took forever to come, and probably sucks because I lost my beta over time but I'm posting it anyways. I hope you like it, review and go check out my new Chronicles of Narnia story!
With my head pounding with questions, I thought I would never be able to fall back asleep. But, as I am painfully learning, I can sometimes be wrong.
As much as I hate to say it, I know it's true. And I feel bad about it. My mom, my idol, looked so hideous that I could barely look at her any more. I felt like an awful daughter.
Trying again, I looked into my mom's now lifeless eyes and I only saw cold, raw emotions. Her eyes showed everything about her, all her emotions.
I used to love looking into them; fore they were always shinning with pride, hope and love. But now, now-I blinked back tears- they only showed wariness, pain and hope lost beyond belief. They looked hurt and broken; everything my mom was not. She knew-I knew- that her time was ending soon yet we both never grasped the fact. We were both- my dad too- still lived in the fantasy that everything would be fine. But it wouldn't, it never was.
"Annabeth, it's not polite to stare at people." She said with a good natured chuckle-or what was meant to be a good natured chuckle. But it came out like a dying frog's croak.-
I pulled my gaze away. I never wanted to stare at her, but from months of never looking at her for more than five seconds I was amazed.
Her old sleek black hair was completely gone- courtesy of chemo- and was replaced with black and yellow spots covering a now crippled head. She had shadows under her eyes and her lips were thin. Her tan skin was now as pale as snow and had too many wrinkles for a 35 year old. Cancer had changed her-and not for the better.
A silence fell over us, this was not unusual these days, but nevertheless, it brought sorrow to my heart.
"Annabeth" she started breaking the silence, "you are a beautiful and strong independent young lady, I have so much faith in you. I always will."
She took a pause to catch her breath. His voice was growing weaker and weaker by the moment.
"So I assume that if I pass, you will continue to be strong and independent. I don't want you to spend your life moping over me. Forgive and forget. If your dad remarries, treat your step mom as if it was me. Let her mother you; you will need a mother. But if you ever need my help in anything, pray to me. I will always be there for you.
She stopped and with the weakest of croaks said:
"Soar my daughter, do great things, be amazing. Fly free. Be happy"
With her final good bye, her eyes gently closed.
In shock, I grapped her hand only to feel cold, lifeless skin. "MOM" I screamed in agony and hospital workers rushed in. They worked around me but I couldn't see what they were doing. I dropped to my knees and cried.
I woke up with tears streaming down my face. It just had to be that dream again. The one that haunted me from the very beginning. Normally, I didn't mind it so much, but this morning-I think its morning now- it took so much from me because I saw her eyes alive, healthy. It was all too much. Because really, was two horrifying dreams in one night fair?
Few tears leaked out of my eyes and dribbled down my face. Each tear was for cold hard, unfair reality.
"Pull it together Annabeth" I thought to myself. "You don't need to give Thalia another reason to torture you."
With that little bit of motivation I got up and started to get ready for the day.
I slid on a pair of pink J brand skinny jeans- one of the two pairs of deceit jeans I own-. They fit me pretty well; like the way when you have a pair of jeans that you can't remember when you got and they kind of just mold onto your skin.
Then I changed into a black sports bra and slid a white tie hem blouse over it. Lastly I put on a pair of black high tops with gray laces.
Overall, I liked my outfit but I still had a big project to tackle: my face.
I went into my bathroom and washed my face. I scrubbed so hard I thought my face was going to bleed. But on the bright side, I did get all the snot off my nose.
Then I brushed my teeth and abled mint EOS to my lips. I don't mean to sound like a girly girl but EOS is a life saver! But don't get the wrong picture, I hate make up.
So when I looked somewhat presentable I grabbed my backpack and went down stairs to be meet with an empty house and a note.
Ignoring the note and I took an apple and pleasured myself with its juicy goodness as I walked to the bus stop.
When I got to the bus stop I saw Thalia and her cronies laughing. But it wasn't just them, there was this kid I didn't recognize. He had black hair (a shade or two darker then Thalia's) and very tan skin. He was looking at the ground, slightly laughing at whatever cracked the others up.
I stood there and they didn't seem to notice me-not that I cared- .
"Hey! Who are you?" I ignored the question; it was most likely not directed to me.
"Hey! Who are you?" The question was repeated, I was starting to wonder who it was too.
"Hey! Are you gonna stand there or tell me who you are?" I felt a presence near me-What?
I looked up to see a muscular chest and bright-very familiar- green eyes.
"I asked if you were going to answer me, not drool at me." He said sarcastically. I heard laughs from behind him and my face heated up.
"I don't need to tell you who I am. Clearly YOU are the NEWBEE not ME." I reply annoyed. The laughing stops and Thalia walks up.
"It's ok Perc." She starts smiles a bright, and surprisingly, not fake smile at him.
"This is Annie, her time of month is all month." The guy, Perc, chuckled.
"Hey Annie. I'm Percy." He sticks out his hand; I ignore it and mumble Annabeth.
"Sorry, I didn't quite get that, could you speak louder?" He asks as the bus pulls up.
"Annabeth" I say a tiny bit louder but he doesn't hear me. He is being dragged onto the bus by Thalia. At first he looks a little pissed but then she whispers something in his ear and he laughs.
I am forgotten; yet again. But it's not like it mattered.
Left alone to climb onto the bus, I can only think about how Thalia got the ONLY two guys I have ever shown interest to on her side. What did she have that I didn't?
