Right or Wrong?

Annabeth POV

I felt like absolute crap over the weekend because of the stupid fight. I was more disappointed with myself that I couldn't understand and support Percy when he got me so well.

I just wanted to talk to him as soon as possible in person, which was why I decided to go to school early on Monday. I was all but out the door when Helen informed me that the boys were sick, and she had a mandatory meeting at work. Of course, I couldn't say no to taking care of my brother.

I had to admit that Dad being more present certainly had a positive effect on the relationship between me and Helen. She was definitely more tolerable and respectful, and so was I. My dad was always nice, but he got lost in work to avoid personal problems like disagreeing with his daughter's career prospects. But now, he was totally on board with giving me a shot, and I had Percy to thank for that.

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I left for school as soon as Helen came back home in the afternoon. Honestly, I'd only be attending the last two periods of school, so it was better to stay at home. However, I didn't want to miss the musical rehearsal, and I wanted to meet Percy.

The next hour and a half felt like a lifetime as I sat through English and Biology. The beginning of the school day was a lot more exciting as I had language and arts electives

I was out of my seat before the final bell even rang.

However, as I made my way towards the auditorium, I was stopped by someone I greatly despised.

"Annabeth, what's the rush?" he asked as he came forward while reaching out his hand.

"Don't you dare touch me, Luke," I spat, effectively stopping his actions. I tried to get around him, but he blocked me with his body.

I wanted to punch that horrible smirk off of his face. How could he have the audacity to stand in front of me after trying to force himself on me?

"Baby, we were so rudely interrupted last time."

"Shut up, Luke. I told you to stay away once already."

"Yeah, but your boyfriend isn't around to help you this time. Even if he was, I could easily take care of him. After all, I've already done it once."

"What does that mean?" I asked angrily.

"Oh Annie, let's not talk about him. You got into a fight, right? Well, I can make all that go away."

"What happens between me and Percy doesn't concern you. Now, go away before I kick you where you don't want to be kicked," I said as I readied myself for defense.

He only laughed, which made me angrier. I kicked him hard, but I didn't feel any guilt over it.

I left him there as I continued on my way to the auditorium. Luke got what he deserved from me. However, the universe was not on my side today as I was stopped again. This time by Rachel. Her red hair was glowing to the sunlight shining through the window. She had a sly look on her face as her eyes scanned me.

"What do you want, Rachel? I have to get to rehearsal and so do you."

"Rehearsal can wait, Annabeth. I just have to tell you and show you something. It's important," she said. I tried to figure out what game she was playing, but she was a hard nut to crack.

I sighed. "Fine, what is it, Rachel?"

"You hate Luke, right, for what he did to you?"

"How do you know about that?" I asked shocked. I hadn't told anyone but my friends, and I was confidently trusted my friends to keep a secret.

"I run this school, Annabeth. I have my sourc-"

"You just saw us didn't you."

She smirked before continuing seriously: "The point is that you have a reason to be angry."

I stared at her in shock because she genuinely seemed to understand. "Thanks, Rachel."

"You would be mad if anyone else tried to do this too, right? Right or wrong?"

"Right, of course, but-"

"Annabeth, I'm only showing you this because as a woman, I don't feel right keeping this from you when you're clearly in the dark."

She pulled out her phone and held it out to me. Despite my confusion, I took her iPhone. She had some photos open for me to see. My eyes widened in shock as I stared at the pictures. I couldn't believe what I was seeing.

There were multiple pictures from the night of the party. I knew because I was wearing the same dress. I was in Percy's car. The pictures were taken from outside the car, but they were pretty clear in what they were showing. I was sitting on top of Percy's lap, straddling him with my thighs, as he kissed me. Another picture showed that the kiss had gone deeper as my hands were in his hair and his hands were on my waist. A final picture captured my head resting on his shoulder; I looked to be unconscious.

Rachel took back her phone as I stood there in shock and pain. Percy never told me that this happened, and I couldn't even believe that he would make out with me while I was intoxicated and practically unconscious. He knew what happened that terrible night.

"I thought that you knew about this, so I was admittedly jealous of your relationship with Percy. But, a few weeks ago, you said that you didn't do anything with Percy, so I had to show you these."

I couldn't say anything as I wrapped my arms around myself.

"Annabeth, You really despise Luke. The same should apply to Percy, don't you think, especially because he didn't tell you."

Rachel did have a point, but I still couldn't get over the shock and betrayal I was feeling. My eyes brimmed with tears at the pain, especially because it was Percy.

I looked up to see Rachel's sly smile as she turned to leave. Rachel didn't care about me. I knew Rachel showed me these only to get closer to Percy. However, there was also truth in everything she said and showed me today, and it hurt a lot.

I wasn't sure how long I just stood there before deciding to go home. I was so angry and so upset. Percy wasn't like that, but those pictures weren't lying either.

My anger and sadness only intensified when he came towards me in the parking lot, leading to a harsh slap before a confrontation.

"How could you, Percy?"

His right cheek was red as he looked at me in pain. "Annabeth, are you okay? I didn't, I didn't do anything."

My eyes were probably burning red. "NO, no, you didn't do anything," I scoffed. "So, you didn't take advantage of me while I was freaking drunk," I shouted.

"Wise Girl-"

"No, don't bother with your lies, Percy. Just don't," I said as I started to walk away.

He came forward gently grabbing my arms again, but I pulled away. I could see the agony and pain in his eyes.

"Annabeth, you were drunk and you kissed me. I didn't tell you because I don't know, I didn't want you to be more hurt by that night than you already were."

"You were kissing back, Percy," I shouted.

"I know. I know. I just couldn't help myself with you, but I stopped it. You have to believe me that it was just an accident and I stopped it," he said. "Annabeth, I would never take advantage of you like that."

Despite the truth in his voice and the pleading in his eyes, I was still fuming. How could he not tell me something like this? Hell, how could something like this even happen?

'Wise Girl, please believe me. I'd never hurt you." He held my arms gently with his soft, warm hands. His eyes shone with sadness and agony as he gazed at my face and eyes.

I shook my head as I swatted his hands away. My pride was my biggest flaw, and I was so emotional right now that I could barely think. Usually, my emotions never took control of my body, but with Percy, rationality flew out the window.

"How are you any better than Luke, Percy? You're both the same. I hate you so much right now, so just stay away from me."

With that, I walked away from him.