"Luke?" A sick feeling washed over Annabeth. "You're still going to make me marry Luke, aren't you?" Her father opened his mouth to reply, but Annabeth was on the edge of hysteria. Her heart was pounding out of her chest and the blood was rushing to her head and she that this wasn't good at all for her so called "recovery" but she was too riled up to care. Her throat screamed in protest as she raised her voice to say, "Don't deny it! I saw Mother making the wedding dress with the seamstress. I know what you're planning."
"Annabeth-"
Tears sprung to Annabeth's eyes. "No!" she protested. "I'm not marrying Luke. I refuse to!"
"I'm not-"
"Where's Percy?" Her father didn't answer. She asked in a more urgent tone, "Where's Percy?" When her father …show more content…
"I just heard that Annabeth was awake-" he was saying, but he faltered when his eyes landed on …show more content…
"They're still making me marry him."
Percy tightened his hold around her, like his arms were the only shields she had from everything in the world. Which, in a way, they were. "Oh no, Annabeth," Percy reassured her, not moving away to look her in the eyes. "No, Luke is gone. He's gone forever. They caught him."
Annabeth's breath caught. She pulled away then to look at him in shock. She saw the truth of his words gleaming in his eyes. "Oh, thank the gods," she said. "We're okay." It was almost too good to be true.
Percy smiled at her, a bright, gleaming smile that made her insides melt entirely. "We're okay."
He pulled her to him and slanted his lips over hers. The world opened up. She felt like everything that had been killed inside of her over the course of the past few months' events - her happiness and joy and completion - blossomed back to life. Here, with Percy, was where she belonged, no matter what anyone else thought or said. She loved him against custom, against society, against anything that anyone could ever say about it. She loved him with everything she had and so she kissed him like this was the end when, really, it was just the
"Annabeth-"
Tears sprung to Annabeth's eyes. "No!" she protested. "I'm not marrying Luke. I refuse to!"
"I'm not-"
"Where's Percy?" Her father didn't answer. She asked in a more urgent tone, "Where's Percy?" When her father …show more content…
"I just heard that Annabeth was awake-" he was saying, but he faltered when his eyes landed on …show more content…
"They're still making me marry him."
Percy tightened his hold around her, like his arms were the only shields she had from everything in the world. Which, in a way, they were. "Oh no, Annabeth," Percy reassured her, not moving away to look her in the eyes. "No, Luke is gone. He's gone forever. They caught him."
Annabeth's breath caught. She pulled away then to look at him in shock. She saw the truth of his words gleaming in his eyes. "Oh, thank the gods," she said. "We're okay." It was almost too good to be true.
Percy smiled at her, a bright, gleaming smile that made her insides melt entirely. "We're okay."
He pulled her to him and slanted his lips over hers. The world opened up. She felt like everything that had been killed inside of her over the course of the past few months' events - her happiness and joy and completion - blossomed back to life. Here, with Percy, was where she belonged, no matter what anyone else thought or said. She loved him against custom, against society, against anything that anyone could ever say about it. She loved him with everything she had and so she kissed him like this was the end when, really, it was just the