Guess what? I am alive and well and not dead and decaying. Nothing okay. Look I know you guys are mad at me for leaving you hanging like that and I am mad at myself too. But I've just been so busy. Tenth grade here in India is hell. I had so much workload I could barely type in two words in a day. Plus my finals are like less than two months away and my tutor just loves to give tests and Math sucks.
So yeah, I guess one could I got in a bit over my head. But anyway, I finally got enough time to type in this last chapter 'coz we have a three day weekend. And yes you heard right, this is the very last chapter of A Promise Never Kept. I won't keep you no more. Enjoy.
DISCLAIMER: For the very last time in this story, I will declare the well known fact that I am not Rick Riordan and hence no right whatsoever when it comes to his characters. I am merely borrowing them for my story for fun. I hope that is finally understood.
I sat down on the soft sand watching the waves crash against the shore. I don't know why but watching the sea seemed to calm me down and it also helped me clear my head, gods know I really need that. I flipped my cell phone in my hand having a silent debate to myself.
Should I call dad? I should at least say goodbye and tell him what I was going to do wasn't his fault, that he shouldn't blame himself, it was all my fault not his. I decided to do this on my own, I needed to do this. I could explain to him now instead of using some stupid note.
No, I shook my head. I couldn't call my dad. If I did he'd try to convince me not to do this and I might listen and I couldn't have that. I needed to do this, to make the pain stop, I couldn't take it anymore. On the off chance that I still went ahead with my plan after a chat with dad, he'd blame himself thinking he could have done something to stop me and blame himself for everything.
No, I couldn't do that to him. I was already causing him enough pain and misery, I just couldn't do something like that to him.
I let the phone slip out of my fingers and onto the sand with a heavy sigh. It wasn't like I would be needing it anymore. I thought for a second about the note-more like a ten page essay-in my pocket. I had explained why I was doing this in the letter and I had said all that I had to say, all but one thing that is.I didn't write that I loved Annabeth, that would be plain cruel. I mean who leaves that in their suicide note?
P.S. Annabeth I love you, I am in love with you. I have been since we were kids. I wish that I could have taken you out on a real date someday but I guess we can't do that since I'm dead now so...
Yeah, that'd be something.
I took out the gun from my backpack and slowly pressed it against my temple. As my finger hovered over the trigger I thought of all the things I would never be able to like graduating from High School, maybe going to college, taking Annabeth out for a date, telling her I loved her, marrying her.
I thought of all the times back when I was a kid that I had dreamed of telling Annabeth how much I truly loved her, i remembered how I had angry I had been with myself for not telling her back when I first kidnapped because I thought I'd never get the chance.
I thought about how hopeful I had been when I had first seen her that day in the hallway for the first time in four years. And I remember how I had grudgingly told myself to stay away from her so as to not put her in danger.
A moment of hesitation later, my finger touched the trigger I took a deep breath and just as I was about to push it and end the pain once and for all, I heard rustling behind me and an all too familiar voice cry out- "Percy."
No no no no. Was the only thing going through my head. I slowly lowered the gun but held it firmly still. What the hell was she doing here?
"Annabeth." I said as calmly and coldly as possible even though I was completely panicking out. I stood up facing the ocean with my back to her.
"That's all you have to say!" She yelled but I kept still, not responding. "What do you think you were doing?"
"What should have been done that night four years ago." I said matter-of-factly. Annabeth grabbed me by my shoulders and turned me around.
Her face was streaked with tears that fell steadily from her thunderous grey eyes that I had fallen in love with.
"What do you mean, Percy?" She said slowly and I turned my head towards the ocean unable to look her in the yes.
"I should have died that night, Annabeth. If he had killed me first then mom and Paul and Bianca and everyone else would still be alive. I'm cursed Annabeth, all I ever do is cause the people I love and care for pain and misery. It would be better for everyone if I just died."
"No it won't Percy. How could you even think about that?"
"See Annabeth you don't understand what I-"
"Then make me understand Perce. Make me understand why the bravest guy I have ever known would take such a cowardly way out? Make me understand why the most selfless person I have ever known would even think of doing such a selfish thing. Why Percy, why?" She was sobbing hard now and she looked so heart broken I felt even guiltier.
"Because Annabeth..." I said barely in a whisper. "that brave and selfless person that you had once known, he's dead. He died the night he held his dying mother in his arms and watched helplessly as she took her last breath, knowing all that time that it was all HIS fault."
There was a long moment of silence and then I continued.
"I am already dead inside Annabeth. But I still feel the pain inside me and every second it grows and it keeps growing and I can't take it anymore I just can't."
I held the gun up to my forehead and closed my eyes, my finger resting on the trigger.
"Percy, listen to me. Think about the people you love and what this would do this to them. Nico and Thalia just lost a sister and now you wan't them to lose their brother too, what do you think this'll do to them. What about your dad huh, you're his only child. If you do this he'd be heartbroken and all alone, do you really want that? And what about Rachel and Grover, this would hurt them too."
"What about me Percy? I was miserable when you first disappeared, if you leave now it would kill me. I-I can't lose you again Percy not when I just found you, I-I love you Perce, I'm in love with you and I can't-I won't. Please don't leave me."
With that she covered her face with the palms of her hands and sobbed against them. I stood there for a second contemplating what I'd heard.
She loved me. And I had made her cry. I needed her to stop crying. I let the gun fall from my hand to the sandy beach, I didn't need it anymore. I stepped forward and took the sobbing love of my life in my arms. She looked into my eyes and held my gaze.
I leaned in and kissed her. It was small and soft yet passionate and everlasting. She broke the kiss and looked into my eyes and whispered softly-
"I love you Seaweed Brain."
"I love you too Wise Girl."
Well technically I left it at that for in case I ever wanna make a sequel. Do you think I should?
Well, please, please, please review one last time. Make my day, I'm having a really crappy one, all you have to do is leave a tiny little review.
Thanks for sticking with me till the end. It's been a good ride and all that other sentimental crap.
Au Revior, Mon Amis.