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Pairing: Percy x Annabeth
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Warnings: May be some cussing. It just depends on who is writing it. Won't be too much.
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Date: 3/30/13
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"Percy?"

I stood there, bewildered, as my lost friend stared at me.

For just a second, his faced seemed to have a look of panic before he recomposed his face back into an expressionless mask.

I wanted more than anything to run up to him and give him a hug, but I figured under the circumstances, that would be inappropriate. And something els just didn't seem right, though I couldn't put my finger on what that may be.

Percy stared hard at me.

"Yeah. Um, do I know you?" he asked. His face was cold, staring into my eyes tentitively.

I stared at him disbelievingly. What was he talking about? Of course he knew me! I was his best friend. Maybe he couldn't recognize me in this light. Or maybe he was just being his usual "Seaweed Brain" self, as I liked to call him.

"Percy, it's me, Annabeth," I told him, trying to take hold of his hand.

He looked from me to Lillian, a confused look on his face. He shook his head.

Pulling back, he said,"I'm sorry, but I don't know an Annabeth."

My heart nearly broke. I could feel it shatter like a fragile piece of glass in my again, maybe it had already been broken. Dad had already abandoned me. And my mom left to go to heaven. What did I have left?

"But, Percy. Come on, we've been friends since I was six! You have to remember!"

Before I could even think about it, I stepped forward and grasped his shoulders, trying to get him to see the truth.

"Remember, my mom died, and you found me and called me a good drawer and I corrected you, because the right term was 'artist'? And that time when I tried to cook a grilled cheese for us, but almost burned the house down? Don't you at least remember how everyday after school we would go and look at the clouds? And when we'd go to the graveyard every Mother's Day while Dad was doing who-knows-what? Please, you have to remember!" I said, a million words and memories spilling out at once.

I shook his shoulders as hard as I could, but I didn't care. How could my best - my only - friend say that he doesn't remember me?

Percy looked alarmed and tried to step back, but I held firm. I had to make him see the truth. Tears streamed down my face, but I completely disregarded them. Couldn't I ever have peace? The past few months had just been one bad thing after another. I wanted a break. I needed him. I needed some hope or faith to hold on to. He was an anchor I could rely on all my life. But now he was gone.

Lillian ran forward, and grabbed my arms, but I immediately yanked myself from them.

"Percy, please. Please believe me," I said almost hysterically.

He looked at me with those sea-green orbs and I heard Lillian shouting for security. I felt a sharp pain enter my mind striking me in the temple. I held onto him, though, never letting go.

The lights flickered on and off around me. Doors flung open then slammed shut around me. What the hell was going on?

I clutched tight to him. My last family member. I wouldn't - I couldn't - let him go.

I don't know how much time passed before I heard yelling and felt a sharp needle poke into my arm. I hissed in pain, the world swirled around me in sharp white, black, and one flash of sea-green. My knees buckled and I welcomed darkness, falling into Percy's arms.

Percy

I held her tight, carrying her to the infirmary. Her face, which had been so anguished, so crazed, only moments before. But now she looked peaceful and the stress lines that had been showing before faded into soft creases. She actually looked her age, instead of the girl who had seen thousands of years of pain. I liked it.

I laid her down on the soft bed, listening to her steady breathing, and tucked the sheets around her. Hey eyes fluttered.

"Percy," she said weakly, raising her hand, trying to get a hold of me again.

I gently took her wrist in my hand.

"Shhh... Go back to sleep, now," I said quietly.

A single tear slid down her cheek as she said, "Don't leave me."

"I won't," I promised, knowing that it was another promise to be broken. She nodded and closed her eyes again.

I waited until I was sure she was asleep. As I waited, I thought of what had just happened.

Annabeth. I thought the name like an incantation.

I had known her since I was little. The only other times I had ever seen her break were during our Mother's Day visits to the graveyard. So seeing her break like that, and because of me, killed me. She pretended to be so tough on the outside, but I knew her well enough to know that her heart was like a glass vase. Empty. Cracked.

I felt terrible that I had lied and made it seem like I didn't know her, but it was for the greater good. It had to be done. She would get over it. She would heal. She had to.

When her breathing went back to being even and steady, I slid my hand from hers, my heart wrenching, and slowly got up.

"It's for the best, Annabeth. You'll understand one day. I'm so sorry," I whispered before slipping away into the shadows.

Annabeth

I woke up to voices whispering to each other quickly.

"...don't know what got into her."

"...out of control!"

"...says she knows our Percy."

I sat up. My head spun, but I ignored it, looking around the room. I saw Dr. Solace and Kate (holy crap, just kill me now) talking to some other nobody who was obviously a doctor or nurse.

As I watched, the nurse walked away, and Dr. Solace and Kate turned around to face me.

"Annabeth! You're awake!" he said.

I rolled my eyes. "No, I'm dead."

"Hm, interesting theory," Kate joked. "That explains why your talking."

I rolled my eyes again. "Just get to the point, will you? How long have I been asleep?"

Dr. Solace looked amused. "I've only been away for a day and already I started to miss your snarky remarks. You've been asleep for about eighteen hours. You went a little..."

I gave him my famous evil eye.

"If you say 'crazy' I swear to God I will rip your head off, chop it into tiny pieces and feed it to my cat," I spat.

He actually gulped. "Sounds lovely. I was going to say 'You went a little out of control'. Lillian called some guards and they shot a serum into you that calmed you down and put you into a deep sleep."

I looked around me again, feeling like something was missing. And then it hit me.

"Where's Percy?"

A look flashed across his face, like that had been a question he was hoping to avoid.

"Percy is... busy."

Busy. That seemed like a word that was used a lot to describe the people around here. But one thing they never seemed to say was what exactly they were busy with.

"Doing what? I want to talk to him," I demanded.

"About what?" Kate asked curiously.

"If it was your business, I'd tell you. But newsflash! It's not your business, so butt out before I make you," I snapped, though vaguely I heard a voice in the back of my mind telling me that my attitude wasn't really helping my case.

"Annabeth, your attitude needs to stop. We only want to help you, but you won't let us!"

"Oh yeah, and taking me to a mental institution is just the perfect way to help me! I don't want your help and I don't need it!"

"Annabeth-"

"Stop it! I don't need help! Just let me talk to Percy! I need to make him remember!" I insisted.

Dr. Solace stepped forward and grasped my shoulders. I tried to shrug him off, but the effort was futile. He stared at me hard. A wave of lethargy washed over me, but I fought it off.

"Annabeth, you need to listen to me very carefully. The Percy that you just met is not your Percy. I'm sure they just look alike, but they're not the same person. We've talked to the Percy that you just met, and he has told us that he's never heard of an Annabeth, nor has he ever seen you. And we trust him completely. Plus, he hasn't left this place since he was a little kid. We've kept him under careful surveillence since he came here. He's a special case."

I pulled myself away from his grasp. There were so many things I could say in response to his little speech. I could spot so many holes. He had said that they trusted Percy completely, so why have the careful surveillence? And he had also just pretty much confirmed my suspicions about not being able to leave.

I just didn't know who I could trust.

I looked at Dr. Solace, my eyes searching his.

They held a look of some truth. But again, I felt like I was only getting half of the story. The other half was a lie. There's just no way that Percy can't remember me. And I know that this isn't some illusion. They are the same person, but Percy doesn't want everyone to know that he knows me. I had to find out why.

I turned away from the stupid doctor.

"Whatever. Think what you want. But I'm tired now, so I would appreciate it if you would leave. Like, right now," I added when no one moved.

Dr. Solace gave me one last searching look before he nodded and stood up. He patted my leg.

"Well, Annabeth, I suppose Kate and I do need to get back to work now. It is my understanding that you start classes tomorrow, so try to get a good night's sleep. I'll be seeing you again soon. Hopefully not this soon. You take care, Annabeth."

I just rolled my eyes while he and Kate left.

Once I was sure that they were probably out of the building, or at least on the other side, I grabbed my bag that someone had put next to my bag. Then, I slid my shoes on. I laughed to myself. Honestly, did they really expect me to stay in this sorry excuse for a hospital very long?

I swung my legs over the side, and stood up. I swayed for a second as the blood rushed to my head, but it didn't last long. I walked cautiously out of my room and down the hall. There were some guards sitting in a chair a few feet away from the door that would take me out of the hospital, but they were fat and asleep with pizza in a box next to them. Talk about cliche.

I walked up to them quietly, realizing that I hadn't really eaten anything since I've come to this place. Trying to cover up my snort of laughter, I gently lifted the pizza lid. There were still four slices left. And as a bonus, it was warm. I grabbed the whole box.

"It's for your own good, you know. You guys look so fat that if you eat anyhing else, you'll be done for," I whispered to them matter-of-factly before slipping out the door.

It took me awhile to figure out how to navigate the halls, but I am Annabeth Chase. Nothing as simple as being lost could ever stop me.

Ego alert.

Anywho, I finally reached the hall where my room was.

As I passed Thalia's room, I heard music blaring as usual, but with a different tune. The words floated to my ears.

"You and I walk a fragile line
I have known it all this time
but I never thought I'd live to see it break
It's getting dark and it's all too quiet
And I can't trust anything now
And it's coming over you like it's all a big mistake

Oh, I'm holding my breath
Won't lose you again
something's made your eyes go cold."

I froze outside her door. That's exactly what I've felt like! Everything - my dad, my life, Percy - has seemed like it's lying on a fragile line. Percy is lying to me, Dad abandoned me; my life has changed too much. What has made Percy's eyes go cold? And who was I supposed to trust? My mind or my heart?

I kept listening.

"Come on, come on, don't leave me like this
I thought I had you figured out
Something's gone terribly wrong
Won't finish what you started
Come on, come on, don't leave me like this
I thought I had you figured out
Can't breathe whenever you're gone
Can't go back, I'm haunted!"

(Haunted by: Taylor Swift)

Tears welled inside my eyes. I promptly walked away, fumbling with my key to open my door. I rushed inside and slammed the door on the lyrics that practically described my life right now.

Fate must hate me. That's the only explanation for all of this.

I sat down on my bed, the matress springs creeking eerily, and looked through my bag, taking out one of my many notebooks and a pencil.

I flipped through the pages. The electric blue lines stood out in stark contrast to the sharp white. I touched my pencil to the page and began to write my heart out.

Dear Diary,

A lot of things have changed since I've last written. Dad's abandoned me, I'm stuck in a mental hospital, and Percy doesn't even remember me! I really just don't understand anything anymore. And to add the whipped cream on top, I have to take group therapy! Just go ahead and kill me now!

Oh, and I forgot the cherry - I'm expected to be best friends, or "BMFs" (best mental friends), with some weirdo chick. Her name's Rachel Elizabeth Dare. Ironically, her hair is red. But this girl is seriously insane. She has this crazed look on her face and has the belief that I'm being stalked by the Easter Bunny (who, apparently, is evil and wants to suck out my soul). She also told me not to eat the cheese, since that's evil, too! Next, she's probably gonna tell me that Santa Claus is really a blood-sucking vampire or something. This chick is CRAZY!

Dad has abandoned me, and I will always hate him. He is no longer considered my father. That is all I have to say on that matter.

I feel so crushed right now. I know that the Percy that I met today and the one that I've known my whole life is the same guy, so why is he saying that he doesn't know who I am. None of this makes sense! Because, logically, if he's been here his whole life and hasn't left, then it's impossible that I know him. But I do. Which means that somehow, he's managed to escape everyday or something. I don't understand any of this, but I will find out.

Another thing that doesn't make sense is how Percy - other than saying he doesn't know me - seems so normal. Well, compared to the rest of the people here. I've only met a few people, but Thalia and especially Rachel are the exact definition of messed up. But I'm not. And neither is Percy. So why the hell am I here? What is the connection between me and everyone else that makes me enough like them to belong here?

The only highlight of my stay here so far, was stealing pizza from those guards. It felt nice to at least be able to do something right. Okay, maybe not right, but... you know what I mean. Those guards are so... piggy, for a lack of a better term.

Everyone here is hiding something from me - Dr. Solace, Kate, Percy. I intend to find out. But right now I'm pretty tired, so I think I'll go to sleep. Do you think I'll wake up? :/

Oh yeah, and I start my schedule tomorrow. If you subract all of the creepiness and secrets from this place, you could almost call it a boarding school for messed up people. I have all the same academic classes and stuff, but, unfortunately, that includes individual and group therapy. Tomorrow is going to be a long day.

Wish me luck!

x Annabeth x

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