Song request:
Small Bump- Ed Sheeran
What Happened? :
Annabeth's p.o.v
Minutes stretch into hours. My stomach feels as if I ate a fire-breathing dragon. 60mph isn't fast enough to get me home before I have an inevitable panic attack.
I pull into the parking lot to see Percy's car already parked. It's barely 4:30, he must've gotten out early this dreary afternoon. His boss must not be happy with him, either.
The stairs feel my fiery as I pound up them. My keys jingle in the slot, and suddenly I feel angry/confused/nervous/terrified all at once.
When the door opens, Percy is slouched on the living room chair. I chuck my purse on the kitchen table. I round up every ounce I confidence I have inside of me.
"Percy," I call. He lifts his head up and looks in my general direction. "We need to talk. Now."
He stands up from the furniture and makes his way to me.
"You okay Annabeth?" He asks automatically, requiring no effort.
"No Percy. I'm not 'okay.' " Each syllable is agonizing to pronounce.
He brushes his hand against my forearm. "What's wrong, baby?"
Just his choice of words makes me nauseous. He may think he can just splatter his affection on me and everything will be fine.
Don't fall for it, Annabeth. The voice in my head whispers.
"What's wrong??? What's wrong?" I add pounds of emphasis into my words. "You, Percy. That's what's wrong."
"When did any of this become about me? It's not my fault your boss pissed you off."
I raise my voice so it bounces off the walls. "Percy, I didn't even go to work today. Want to know where I was?" I grab my purse and find my test. "I was at the doctors. Here, you can keep this." I throw the test at him. He raises his eyebrows at the results.
"Percy, I'm pregnant."
YOU ARE READING
Without You
FanfictionI sprinted down every hall, trying to find my way through this impossible maze. But I knew I would be too late. "ANNABETH!" I screamed over and over, but I should've know better. My wise girl was already gone.
