Chapter 20

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Annabeth POV-
I recognized that scream.

"PERCY!" I scream, running towards the noise, Thalia close behind.

We run as fast as we can, and soon make it to a room crowded with people.

"MOVE OUT OF THE WAY!" I scream.

Out of fright, the people part.

I follow the noise....and all I find is a painting.

"Gods Percy! We're are you!?" I yell.

"Who are you?!" Someone yells at me.

I ignore them, and turn my attention to the painting.

The person in the picture is moving, trying to cover her ears.

"Hay!" I yell at the person, who must be magic.

"We're Percy?!" I scream, as the person turns towards me.

"He's in the common room, and he won't stop screaming!" The person yells.

"How do I get in?!"

"You say the password."

"I don't know the password! Just let me in!" I scream, starting to get tears in my eyes.

"No can do." She replied.

I feel Thalia's presence behind me, reaching for her dagger, as do I.

"Listen lady, you better let me in, you don't know what I can do with a knife!" I bark.

The lady looks frightened, but held her ground.

"No."

"YOU BETTER LET US IN RIGHT NOW OR ILL SHRED YOU TO PEICES! MY BOYFRIEND IS CURRENTLY IN THERE GOING INSANE BY EVERY PASSING MINUTE! AND YOUR TELLING ME I CANT GO IN?! I AM NOT GOING TO LOSE HIM BECAUSE OF SOME STUPD PAINTING!" I yelled.

This seamed to do the trick, because the painting swung open.

As soon as it opened, me and Thalia rushed in.

I ran up to the door the screaming came from, to focused to admire the architecture.

As soon as I opened the door, I spotted Percy twitching uncontrollably in bed. (This previously said jerking instead of twitching, but ya'll got some naSTY MInds. Get your heads out of the gutter)

"Percy!"

I ran as fast as I could to him, and managed to cuddle up against him.

"Its okay Percy, I'm here now." I soothed.

Already he was relaxing.

"It's okay, I'm safe."

Percy stopped screaming.

"I'll never leave your side again."

Percy stopped jerking and started to sob instead.

I started to get tears of my own and huddled closer—if even possible—to him.

"I love you Percy." I said.

"Annabeth." Percy croaked, tightening his hold on me.

"Never leave me again."

"I won't." I said.

"Promise?"

"Promise." I said.

Just then, I saw Thalia trying to block the entrance.

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I'm sorry if it's not very good...

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