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God! I'm so sorry I left u guys on such a bad cliffhanger. I almost feel bad. Almost. It's been so long but there's been so much going on in my personal life. But thank you guys for being so patient.  So enjoy!
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Percy's pov

I walked through the door. Well, stumbled really. I felt like I was drunk, my head was spinning, I felt like vomiting, everything hurt and there was only one thing going through my head.

No. Not her. Not my Wise Girl. Please. Not my-

"What happened?"

My Mom and Paul were standing there they both looked so concerned and-

I burst into tears.

Their faces became distorted as my vision blurred. I felt my body give out and drop to the floor like a corpse. I basically was a corpse. I felt like I was going to die, I felt like death. I bet I looked like it too.

Somewhere far away I heard my Mom's cries and yelling, I could hear Paul trying to calm her down, trying to keep himself calm. Trying to get me to calm down.

I wish I could. But every time I tried to, thoughts of her came rushing back.

Annabeth. My Wise Girl.

I saw her vomiting, starving herself, fainting and collapsing on the bathroom floor. I kept yelling at her to "Stop!" to "Wake up!" but it was like I was communicating through water. (Guys I'm smiling. I think I might be a psycho. I've become a true author lmao.)

I had to protect her. I had to protect her from those stupid voices. I had-

That's when I saw it. That image. That scene. That made me realise the reality of everything. That made my whole world come crashing down.

She was standing in front of the bathroom mirror. She looked so sick. She was so unbelievably skinny that even if a slight breeze touched her she'd fall over like a fragile deck of cards. She had bags under her eyes and bruises-

And no. Please Gods no. Please.

I tried to tear my eyes away but I couldn't. I tried to listen to my mom's voice screaming in the back of my head. But I couldn't.

I could only focus on her.

She opened one of the bathroom draws and pulled out a bottle. She twisted it open. She took two.

My heart relaxed for a fraction of a second.

Stupid Percy.

She took two more.

Maybe she's just-

She downed the whole bottle.

I reached my hands out. But it was like I was chained to the wall. All I could do was watch as she fell into a heap. As the life was drained out of her. And the colour left her skin and lips.

I reached my hands out again. But when I looked at them this time they were covered in a bright red liquid. Blood.

I looked back up and saw the wound on the side of her stomach. Fresh, new, just delivered.

I looked down at my hands again and saw them holding something.

A knife.

No. No! NO! THIS CAN NOT BE HAPPENING! NO PLEASE GODS NO!

Then the scariest thing I'd ever seen in my entire life happened. She woke up. But she looked, and there is literally no other word to describe it. Like a zombie.

Her skin had faded to a sickly off white, some parts of it were rotting. Her lips had a green tinge to them. Her hair was starting to fall off and I could see the bones peeking out from underneath her skin.

She looked at me. I was terrified. Both by her appearance and just the fact that my girlfriend had turned into a FREAKING zombie. (Ik this is rlly weird but stay with me. I promise it will be worth it. I hope anyway.)

A gasp for air passed her lips and she said, "Why did you do this? How could you do this?" I knew she was talking about me brutally murdering her. "This is all your fault." She said and with that, she... disintegrated. (Ik this rlly weird. but let me be okay?)

After that, I couldn't stop myself from screaming and crying and thrashing. I wanted to die, I needed to die now. I-

"PERCY!" My mom's voice broke through the thick fog and when I opened my eyes I was no longer seeing a bloodied bathroom with an empty pill bottle lying on the floor, I was seeing my Mom's tear stricken scared face.

"I..." I what? What was I going to say? I didn't know what to say. My mind was a Blank Space.

"What happened?" my mom's face was contorted with worry as she led me over to the couch.

I didn't answer, I couldn't answer.

Paul came over and gave me some water. "Thank you."

"Perseus..." My mom only used my full name when something was really wrong.

Did something terrible happen?  Oh yeah. My girlfriend's got an eating disorder.

"I... She... Anorexic..."

"What?" Mom patted my hand.

I took a breath, "She's anorexic. Annabeth's anorexic."

"Oh, dear..."

"I just... I don't know what to do..." I cried.

Mom put her arms around me, I leaned into her embrace. "Oh, honey..."

Mom didn't try to tell me that everything was going to be fine, she just held me while he cried.

I hated this. I hated everything. I hated those stupid voices that were telling her she wasn't worth it. I hated that she didn't think she was beautiful or talented. When she was all that and more.

How was I supposed to fight against her insecurities?

I didn't know. But I had to try. I couldn't give up on her. I wouldn't give up.

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Thank you for reading. I'm so sorry I never update, I'm just never bothered. But don't worry I'm gonna keep writing. Thanks again :)

-Navzoon