TEN

Percy

I smoothed down my suit; I couldn't believe that it was my wedding day.

"Honey stop fussing," my mum told me, she was a beautiful woman with black hair and blue eyes. She had laughter lines around her mouth and eyes. I hardly ever saw her not smiling.

She was about seven months pregnant with my baby half-sister. My step dad Paul stood next to her. He was my second step dad, my first having been smelly Gabe, who my mum had only married to keep me safe and provide for me and her, because he had a lot of money.

He had vanished when I was about 12 or 13. Then my mum had married Paul, Paul was nice, and I didn't mind him, he was an English teacher, he and my mum met through a book club and he has helped my mum immensely with her carrier as a writer. That is now booming.

"Percy your mother is right, you look fine, and no matter what you look like Annabeth will still want to marry you, because she loves you," Paul told me.

I grinned, "Thanks Paul."

"Percy!" My best man Grover shouted as he came through the door.

"What?" I asked him.

"It's time, c'mon dude," he grinned at me, "You're getting married."

I grinned, I was getting married.

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Annabeth walked down the aisle, her dress was so beautiful.but she didn't need it, she would look beautiful in anything she wore, even pajamas.

It seemed like an age until she made it to me. Her father Fredrick passed her hands to me.

"Look after my daughter," He told me.

"I will sir," I smiled at Annabeth.

"Hey," she mouthed.

"Hey," I mouthed back.

We made our way to the front, but that was when all hell broke loose, gunshots fired, people dropped to the ground, I drove on Annabeth, keeping her out of the line of fire. Something hit my head and the world went black.

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I came round hours later, the first thing I saw was Annabeth standing above me, tears rolling down her face and a gun in her hand, I climbed to my feet and swept Annabeth up in a hug. Around us lay the dead bodies of our friends and families. My mum was slumped over on a bench, her hands resting on her stomach, her eyes were wide in fear, and there was a bullet hole through her forehead.

But I didn't-no I couldn't-focus on this, I had to make sure Annabeth was safe.

There were bloody handprints on her dress, and on her hands, there was another gun on the floor, I picked it up.

That was when the doors to the church opened and in burst the cops.

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I don't remember how we got out of that church. I don't remember where we ditched our clothes, I don't remember where we went, but I still can't get the image out of my head, my seven month pregnant mother with a bullet hole through her head, her hands wrapped around the child that was never born.

That image will never leave my head, and what makes it worse is the fact that the entire world thinks that it was my fault.

Hey guys!! So now you know what happened at the wedding!
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