I am not an object! I am not yours!

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Eventually, I had let out every single tear and decided to head back inside. I stood up, my head pounding from what seemed like hours of crying endlessly, but I shook it off. Usually, I would have gotten some painkillers or nectar or something, but I hadn't exactly had time to stop by my cabin and grab any whilst I was being kidnapped, and I sure as hell wasn't going to ask anyone aboard this ship for any.

I walked shakily back to the door inside, clinging onto the railing for support, and had to stop there to grasp my pounding head. Gods! It felt as if a herd of centaurs were galloping through it around and around, never stopping, only ever increasing their pace!

I took a few deep breaths before clumsily clutching the door handle and heaving open the heavy metal door. Inside, the corridors were as empty as they had been when I last walked through them, and the clack of my heels against the metal floor sent small bangs echoing down the corridors, worsening my already terrible headache.

Despite the banging in my head though, I still came up with an idea. I reached down, leaning against the wall, and unbuckled my heels with extreme difficulty. Then I clutched them in one hand, my other supporting myself on the wall and I continued shakily down the passage, wincing at the cold metal floor against my bare feet.

But I couldn't remember which way I had gone, or what my room door looked like!

I looked to my left, then to my right, then forward, then behind me and they all looked the same, just one never-ending grey, metal corridor.

I was lost on this goddamn ship with nobody to help me and no rescue, with a pounding head and I felt like I was about to faint.

My breathing increased, getting quicker and quicker every second until soon I was panting, panicking as I stood, lost, alone and in pain.

Eventually it all got a little too much and my eyes drooped and I fell to the metal floor, my vision going black...

My eyes fluttered open and I looked around. I got a strange sense of deja vu as I took in the plush pillows of the bed I was lying on, the black quilt, the mirror in the corner and the rectangular window.

As I slowly sat up, I remembered where I was, why I was here, what had been said but, most of all I remembered..... my head should be banging right now! So why wasn't it?

"I gave you some nectar," said a deep voice and I jumped, almost falling off the bed.

I looked to my right to see Luke sat at my bedside.... how had I not seen him?

"I found you passed out in the corridor with your heels next to you. I assumed, after watching you cry for about an hour, you'd have a massive headache, so I got you something to numb the pain," he evaluated, looking genuinely concerned.

I took a deep breath and sighed.

"Why?" I asked, mainly to myself.

"Well, I saw you in pain I wasn't going to-"

"No," I cut Luke off, "I mean why does all this have to happen to me? What did I do? Why does the world hate me?"

Luke opened his mouth, but closed it when I turned on him, snapping, "And if you say one thing about it being the Gods, then I am going to raise an army to skin you alive!"

He gulped, remembering suddenly what I was capable of. Soon, after a lot of thinking and feeling sorry for myself, I fell back onto the bed, groaning.

"Why couldn't you leave me alone, Luke? Why did you have to keep me here? What did I do to you?"

"Casey, I think you know why," Luke muttered.

"No!" I exploded, springing up into a sitting position again, "No I don't know, Luke! I've never known! That's why I've been so damn confused for the past year!"

"It's because I love you."

I was silent.




Nothing. I was in a state of shock, staring blankly at the wall.

"Case, you okay, babe?"

Babe? He thought he could call me babe? After all this, he thought a simple confession of love and a 'babe' would suffice?

I glared at him again; "Don't call me that, you sorry excuse of a demigod! Don't you dare waltz in here and expect me to fall head over heels again with just one 'I love you'. No! I am not some lovestruck, hormonal teenager, Luke, I am a person, with feelings. I am not an object. I am not yours."

I ripped off the necklace, reading 'taken' from my neck and threw it at him, "And I am not going to simply fall back in love with you because you've captured me, and I have nothing else to do!"

Luke looked taken aback, but quickly regained his composure. Leaning to my level, he was scowling.

"That's where you're wrong, Casey. I am going to make you fall in love with me again whatever it takes, even if I have to threaten some of your little friends along the way."

I gasped, automatically fearing for the safety of Percy, Annabeth, Grover, Tyson, Chiron, even Ichneutae and Clarisse!

"Don't you touch them!" I screamed at him.

"Don't you make me," he threatened, menacingly.

As we were shouting at each other, our faces were mere centimetres apart. I saw Luke glance down at my lips. Oh no he wouldn't-

He crashed his lips onto mine, restraining my hands at my sides so I couldn't fight back. I wouldn't kiss him back, I refused. He wasn't getting off that easily.

Thank Gods one of his goons came in then, shouting, "There's been a breech of security on the lower deck! Three half-bloods!"


Luke got off me, and hauled me up into a standing position, shoving my shoulder roughly to make me walk.

"You're going to be there for this, Princess," he warned in my ear, quietly.

He put his hand on my shoulder, so as to guide me, put I shrugged it off.

"I can walk by myself..... Pig!"

With that I marched off down the hall, feeling Luke never far behind, but not bothering to reply to my comment.

Gods I hoped Percy had a plan. A way out. An escape. Please, let him have any one of those!

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