15: The Heart Attack

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Percy POV

My body was still aching. I was feeling much better today, but my muscles were still sore, especially my abs. The cuts and light bruises healed, but other bruises and slices were still hurting my body.

At least, I didn't feel broken anymore. Jason and Thalia infused me with strength when I wasn't feeling any. That's why you need friends. 

That's why I always hung out with Grover. He helped and supported me when I entered a dark place. Dark enough to want to die. He always helped me out of hell.

I missed the last three days of school.

Jason, Thalia, and Grover agreed that I needed to rest. I spent most of my time at Grover's house or in my trailer. I hadn't gone home in a few days. I doubted that Gabe cared. Although, he probably wanted his slave back.

I was about to start some work from school when a knock interrupted.

Thalia had just left after dropping off some food and supplies, so I assumed that she had come back for something. I wasn't expecting anyone else. Of course, life is full of surprises.

"Rachel, what are you doing here?" I asked in surprise.

She was dressed in a red short skirt that matched her curly hair. She was wearing a silk blouse that exposed her shoulders. Her appearance was off (a little too revealing), but I wasn't complaining. However, I had no clue why she was here.

"Percy, I just wanted to talk to you. Will you, um, give me the time?" she asked. Her voice was light and breathy. Rachel leaned in as she spoke.

I did a once-over before stepping out of my trailer.

We were standing in the empty parking garage. The only things that were surrounding us were cars, vans, and littered trash.

"Is everything all right, Rachel?"

"What makes you think that something is wrong?" Rachel asked as she stepped closer. Only two feet separated our faces.

I took a deep breath and stepped back. What was this girl doing? I thought that she hated me.

"Well, you don't like me, so I assumed that the only reason you came was that you needed my help. So, what's up?" I asked earnestly.

"Okay, something is wrong," Rachel replied. "I've been feeling.."

"What is it, Rachel? You can tell me."

Rachel leaned in more. Her feet raised so that her mouth could be in line with my left ear. Her breath sent tingers down my back as she spoke. Each word facilitated her lips to make contact with my ear and neck.

"I need you, Percy. Take me," she whispered sensually.

I sucked in a breath. My body reacted in the way that any teenage boy would. Furthermore, I was craving sex. I was craving pain relief and distraction. The past week has been so hard, and I wanted relief and satisfaction.

Gabe practically broke me, and my mom wasn't doing any better medically speaking. Everything sucked.

Rachel was a temptress. She used her hands to move mine onto her hips. I gazed into her light green eyes and freckled skin. Rachel was attractive, and I so wanted to do this.

Rachel shifted so that her lips were against my neck. I could feel her lips gently brushing my skin, and I wanted to give in. My aching body was begging for relief.

However, just then, Annabeth came to mind. Wise Girl.

I made this deal with her. I had committed three months of my life to her and this proposal. I couldn't break my promise. Of course, I also realized that I wanted way more than three months with Annabeth.

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