So this is about that Tyler guy from the first chapter. I found this one shot in the trash of my school chromebook and decided to post it just to get a one shot out there for you guys to read.

Sorry if my writing is a bit rusty.

Enjoy this crack fic!

I dreamt all night about the day I’d humiliate Annabeth. The look on all their faces had been priceless, filled with shock, amusement, and some even got angry that Annabeth had the audacity to lie about being all tough. Oh, it was going to be so good!

Today, during breakfast, I’m going to tell everyone about Annabeth’s little… incident yesterday. I might even add a few things about how Percy doesn’t really love her, just to throw her off. Oh! And maybe I’ll bring up Annabeth cheating on him like I tried to say yesterday. Just an idea. 

Speaking of Percy and Annabeth, I glance over at his bunk and isn’t the least bit surprised to see them all cuddled up together while still fast asleep. Somehow, throughout the night, she managed to climb on top of Percy to sleep there. Gross. How can he even breathe with her putting all her weight on him like that? Inconsiderate. 

Holding back a gag, I kick my own blankets away and cross the room over to my dresser to grab a fresh change of clothes. Well, really, Percy and I share the dresser since there’s only one in the entire cabin. The Hephaestus campers are working on a second one for me to use, but they haven’t finished yet. I don’t even know if they’ve started. 

I pull open the first drawer where I keep all my shirts but… they aren’t there? My eyes must be playing tricks on me. I blink a few times, narrowing it down to my brain is still foggy from sleep, but when I look back into the drawer, my shirts are still missing. My face screws into an expression of anger as I recognize the small mock neck tank top that’s definitely not mine, and other shirts rest below it. My clothes had been replaced with Annabeth’s. I huff and search the second drawer, finding my shirts there.

After I’m dressed and ready to go, I make my way to the dining pavilion, holding my head up high as I plan my whole speech in my head. It was sure to change the campers’ view on Annabeth. Or at least, I hope so.

Now, you see, her just being at camp I could stand. Her dating my brother was tolerable but it annoys the hades out of me. But her sleeping in my cabin? Putting her clothes in my dresser drawer? That’s crossing the line!

I needed her gone.

My friends and I make some small talk while we’re in line waiting to grab plates. They all know about my hatred towards Annabeth, and while some agree with me, others say it’s immature and stupid and that I should just let me be. I think they’re the stupid ones. 

Once I’m seated at the Poseidon table, I wish for eggs, toast, and orange juice. When they appear on my magical plate, I go to sacrifice half my eggs to Poseidon but skip the rest of the gods. Percy always offers more to Athena than to his own father, and when I asked him about it, his only reply was:

“Without her, I wouldn’t have Annabeth.” 

Gross. Mushy. Cheesy. I didn’t need to hear that stuff. But yet again, I was the one who asked questions like that. I don’t know why if I despise their relationship so much. I shake my head and take my seat back at my table and I’m shocked to find Percy and annabeth already sitting there with plates full of blue pancakes. What is it with them and blue food? 

“Morning, Percy,” I greet, completely ignoring Annabeth’s presence. 

“Morning.” He jerks his head to the left a little, silently telling me to say something to Annabeth. 

I roll my eyes. “Hey, Annabeth.”

She offers a small smile which is totally fake. She’s all fake. “Hey, sorry you had to see that yesterday. I kind of lost my head,” she apologizes, a light blush dusting her cheekbones. I nod in acknowledgement. She never had her head attached to her neck in the first place, but I’m satisfied that she felt the need to apologize for it. 

Percy kissed the top of her head. “You don’t have to apologize for that, Wise Girl.” 

“Well,” I begin to say, “actually-” Percy glares at me and I quickly shut my mouth. Annabeth being mad at me, I can handle, but Percy… he’s downright terrifying when he’s upset. Even more so when it’s directed at me. “So, about last night-”

“Don’t even bring it up,” Percy says lowly. 

I ignore him. This might be the only time I can bring it up when everyone’s together in the same area. Well, besides dinner but that’s too long of a wait. Besides, isn’t everyone itching for some kind of entertainment during a meal? I push my own food away and stand up on the bench I was previously sitting on so they can all see me clearly. “Hey, everyone!” I shout, cupping my hands around my mouth, and drawing all attention towards me. 

“Tyler,” Percy whispered. “What are you doing?” 

I ignore him again. I have everyone’s attention. This is perfect! I’ve been holding in my hatred for Annabeth for far too long, and now I can let everyone know how I feel. Before I continue, I spare a glance down at my brother and his girlfriend. Annabeth’s looking at me in confusion but for a split second, fear flashes through her grey irises. Even more perfect! I turn back to all the demigods staring blankly in my direction. “Yesterday, I found out Annabeth’s been lying to all of you!”

Huh. They don’t seem very interested. I have to spice it up a bit. “She’s not who you think she is!”

Annabeth groans and buries her face in Percy’s arm. “Tyler, shut up.”

I didn’t stop. There is no way I’m stopping right now when all eyes are on me. Everyone’s now eager to hear the latest news. “Yesterday I walked into the Poseidon Cabin and found Annabeth having a complete meltdown, only because she couldn’t sleep!”

“Tyler, stop,” Percy says harshly. 

Did I stop? No, of course not. “But before that happened, I was on my way to tell my brother, Percy, that I caught Annabeth cheating on him!” At this, Percy and Annabeth simultaneously raised their eyebrows. What…? Is he okay with her having an affair with another man? Does he not know that he deserves someone who truly loves him. 

“You’re kidding, right?” Piper McLean calls from the Aphrodite table, an amused smile plastered to her face. 

“Ohh, no!” I scan the area for the mop of blond hair I saw walking around with Annabeth earlier yesterday. I find him at the… Athena table? Oh whatever. “Him!” I shout, pointing at Malcolm. 

“That’s my brother!” Annabeth shouts, her face heating up with anger. Or is it embarrassment? The latter will do just fine. “What are you trying to get at?”

I turn to face her. “My brother doesn’t really love you,” I sneer. “He only says that because he pities you. Why would anyone love someone… like you?” Out of the corner of my eye, I can see Percy staring at me with murder in his eyes. I ignore it. I’ve been doing that a lot recently. I look back at Annabeth who looks both hurt and offended. My goal is almost complete. “You’re nothing but an annoying bitch who thinks she’s smarter and above everyone else!” 

“What?” Annabeth plays dumb. 

“What the hell!?” Percy shouts, standing up and slapping his hands against the table. 

“Admit it!” I shout at her. “Admit that you’re not as strong as people think you are! That you aren’t the warrior everyone thinks you are. That you’re nothing but a depressed little know-it-all that handles her sadness by putting others down.” I smirk at her expression, but I try not to cower under Percy’s gaze. “Annabeth Chase is fake.”

Annabeth gives me the coldest glare she’s ever given anyone. Further proves my point. 

Percy, however, completely vents all his anger out on me. I understand he’s mad at Annabeth, not really me. So if it helps him deal with the pain, I’ll let him scream in my face. “What is wrong with you?” he yells as I saunter around the table to stand before them. “You don’t go around telling everyone what happened yesterday. That’s private!”

Annabeth nods, giving me an unimpressed look. Shouldn’t she be… hurt?

Whatever. It doesn’t matter. I got everything off my chest and it feels good, even though half the demigods turned back to what they’d previously been doing once I mentioned Annabeth cheating on Percy with Malcom. Looking back on it, I’ll agree that was a pretty stupid thing to say since they’re siblings.

“She was having a temper tantrum because she couldn’t sleep,” I try to reason but Percy isn’t having it. “You’re just too stupid to realize what she’s doing to you and everyone around you!” 

I regret my words the moment they leave my mouth. I never meant to insult my brother like that, only Annabeth, and even the satisfaction from doing that is starting to dwindle. I hardly have time to register what’s happening before Annabeth’s curling her fingers into my shirt and connecting her fist to the side of my face. I stumble backwards and cup my throbbing cheek, staring at her like she’d turned into a Greek monster. 

Annabeth had punched me. “You can insult me all you want, Tyler,” she hisses close to my ear and I suddenly want to go cry to my mom who doesn’t care an ounce about me. “But the moment you insult Percy, or one of my friends, you’re in deep shit. You have no idea what any of us go through, including me. You don’t know why I can’t sleep. You don’t understand why Percy and I have to sleep in the same cabin. So how about you keep your mouth shut until you know the full story, yeah?”

“You didn’t have the right to say any of that,” Percy adds in. “For as much as you talk shit about Annabeth and how she calls everyone stupid, you sure didn’t hesitate to call me stupid. Go check yourself before coming after someone else. And you’re wrong about me not loving her. I don’t even know where you got that logic. If you can even call it that. She’s my everything and you don’t have the right to say otherwise.”

Then they were gone. 

That did not go as I planned. Everyone hated me, including my own brother. No one believed me, not a single half-blood in this camp. I stare at where Percy and Annabeth once stood, guilt swirling in my stomach, making me feel sick to my stomach. And I feel even worse when my friends walk passed me to head to their activities, but one stays back, but only to say:

“Not cool dude. Not cool at all.” 

I nod but stay quiet, not wanting to say anything I’ll regret. I’ve done that enough for one day. He doesn’t stay to talk further or give my advice on how to apologize to two angry demigods, but I guess that’s something I have to do on my own. I started this whole ordeal. I need to end it. But, has Annabeth ever apologized for the mistakes she’s made? No. Stop. I catch myself. It doesn’t matter what she does. What matters is what I choose to do. 

I don’t seek out to find them right away. They’re probably still mad and I don’t feel like getting murdered by my brother today, or an angry Annabeth Chase anytime soon. With a sigh, I head to my archery class to try and get my mind off everything. But the moment a bow is placed in my hands, I can’t focus on anything but what happened at breakfast. I thought unleashing my hatred towards Annabeth to everyone would make me feel good. And maybe it did for a while, but now I just feel like utter shit. 

After archery ends, I make my way over to Will Solace who’s slapping a bandaid on someone’s arm after accidentally nicking them with his arrow. For a son of Apollo, he can’t use a bow and arrow correctly for nothing. I wait till he’s done apologizing profusely to the younger demigod to ask if he knows where Percy and Annabeth went. 

“Why do you want to know?” he asks slowly, almost protectively. 

“I need to apologize,” I say after some hesitation. After saying all those horrible things about Annabeth only an hour ago, it sure sounds stupid asking one of their closest friends where they went so I can apologize. 

He gives me a disbelieving look before nodding towards the beach. “They’re down there.”

“Thanks,” I say gratefully. Will hums in response before running off to his next class. I always wondered why Percy and Annabeth always skip their classes and somehow not manage to get in trouble by Chiron. Perhaps it’s because Annabeth’s been here since she was seven and Percy since he was twelve. Whatever, it’s not my business. 

Wow, I can’t believe I just thought that. 

I arrive at the beach minutes later. Sand makes its way into my tennis shoes the moment I step onto the sand. How sand gets into your shoes will forever remain a mystery to me. I stay close to the shrubbery as I scan the beach for Percy and Annabeth. 

It doesn’t take long to find them. 

A few minutes later I’m turning around to leave when a familiar laugh reaches my ears. I spin around in the direction to find Percy spinning around on the sand with Annabeth clinging to his back, throwing her head back in laughter. I can’t help but notice they’re both in swimsuits. They must have gone swimming, or are planning to go swimming. 

I watch them, not wanting to interrupt just yet. 

Percy stops spinning and Annabeth slides back onto the sand. They hold onto each other until the dizziness passes, both chuckling softly. He leans close, his lips brushing against her ear, and mutters something to her. She stares at him for a second before bursting into another fit of laughter that he soon joins in. 

I watch them, not wanting to interrupt just yet. Percy quits spinning and they hold on to each other until the dizziness passes. He mutters something in her ear and she lets out another round of laughter. Her grey eyes are shining in the sunlight and his smile is wide as he pulls her in for a soft kiss, his hands sliding from her shoulders to her hips. Her arms wrap around his neck, tugging him down further, and I suddenly feel like I’m intruding on a very private moment. 

But I won’t have the courage to apologize later. I have to do this now. 

“Percy!” I shout, running down to where they’re standing. 

The smiles that lit up their faces seconds ago immediately disappear at the sight of me. 

“How’s your cheek?” Annabeth asks flatly, not looking sorry at all.

“Hurts,” I say. 

“Good,” Percy spats. 

I rock back and forth on the heels of my feet. “Look, guys, I’m sorry. Really sorry,” I say quietly and almost take a step back at how shocked they look. “I thought saying bad things about you and exposing you, Annabeth, would make me feel better. But it only made me feel worse. And, Percy, I’m sorry for calling you stupid. It wasn’t right. I’m really sorry.” 

Annabeth presses her lips into a thin line and shares a look with Percy before looking back at me. She sighs. “Tyler, what you said… it hurt. I don’t choose not to sleep at night. I wouldn’t have made a big deal about it yesterday if I didn’t have a good reason. There’s things Percy and I have gone through over the past couple years that have left us emotionally and physically scarred for… the rest of our lives. And I understand you have no idea what those things are and that you weren’t here to experience them, but you were almost mocking out trauma earlier. I don’t know if I can fully forgive you for that. At least not right now.” 

I nod, not trusting my voice, and turn to Percy. 

His jaw is set and he searches my face before saying, “basically what Annabeth said. We’ve been through hell and back. We have bad nightmares. Worse than the typical demigod. Some nights neither of us can sleep without waking up in terror. And it just wasn’t cool at all for you to say those things. They were harmful, both mentally and physically. And sometimes, Tyler, if you don’t like someone that much, it’s best to keep it inside. What you said about Annabeth today was really… bad.” 

Again, I nod. “I-I understand. And I know it’s really stupid for me to apologize right after I said those things-” 

“It’d be more stupid if you didn’t come and apologize,” Annabeth says. 

“I guess,” I agree. “I’m sorry.” 

“Don’t do it again,” Annabeth warns, “or you’ll get more than just a punch.” 

I swallow thickly, taking an instinctive step back. 

“Yeah, and I won’t stop her,” Percy says. “Not that I usually stop her in the first place. I don’t control her.” 

Annabeth pecks his cheek. “Good save.” 

He smiles down at her.

I bite my lip. “Yeah, seriously, I’m sorry. I’ll leave you two alone now.” With that, i spin on my heels and dart away from them before they can say anything else. I know I said really hurtful things, and I know I hurt them deeply. And it’s fine if they can’t forgive me. I made a huge mistake and I (hopefully) fixed it. That’s what’s important. 

Before I completely lose them from my sight, I take one last look at them. They’re back to spinning around and chasing each other around like a couple of children. But the way they smile at each other and the way their eyes light up when the other is in their line of vision, tells me that they really are in love. I watch them until they disappear underneath the waves before heading to my next class. 

I was so, so wrong about them. 

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Well... that was.. that. Hope you enjoyed! I'm hoping on having an actual chapter out by this weekend.