Why Me?(Third book of Call me Omega)

Chapter 74

Percy's POV

"Why?"

Victor sighed. "You're not getting any better." he glanced up at me. "You are taking your medicine, right?"

I nodded slowly.

He exhaled again, scribbling neatly(don't ask. It's possible) on the paper.

"Maybe it's because you just overexerted yourself. What are you doing today?"

"... Nothing."

"Just stay in your cabin and rest." he advised. "Is your ankle okay?"

I nodded. "I was fine yesterday."

He scowled. "Anyway, don't come out till lunch. Okay?"

I nodded. He set the pen on my desk.

"What about Annabeth?"

"She's probably busy today."

He nodded, leaving my cabin. I sighed and sat down on the bed, tired. Victor was right. I wasn't getting any better- maybe worse. I could feel it. I was getting tired more easily and the pain kept me up at night. I ran a hand through my hair and flopped back on the bed.

Tartarus.

What was Annabeth not telling me?

A cold feeling sunk down to my feet.

Tartarus would be gone, right?

No... Annabeth wouldn't lie about that.

But what if....

I covered my face with my hands.

She wouldn't...

I felt sick. My hands slid off my face, streching up. No. She would tell me. I sighed, laughing. I wanted to run, and forget the fact that Tartarus might not be- just maybe-

She wouldn't lie.

I crawled under the covers. I was just being paranoid. I just needed rest. It was nothing.

But it kept me awake for hours, awakening me by the second.

Sleep.

It felt like I was stuffing something really disgusting in my mouth while I was full.

No. Sleep is disgusting. My mind replied.

It's good! I chided.

But I don't want it!! Training! Train! Training is good!

Fine.

"Training." I mumbled, sitting up. I sighed and ran a hand through my hair. I dressed quickly.

I grabbed my coat and patted my pocket for riptide and walked out the door.

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