So most of the story will be in Annabeth's POV. I just got two new notebooks so I'll be writing a lot more in those so might be a hot minute before I post again. Enjoy this and I'll try to post again later. Bye Mio Formagio.

I was sitting on Percy's bed,bored out of my mind when my phone started ringing. Th caller ID read Luke Castellan. I started breathing heavily. Why was he calling me? Was I in trouble? What did I do wrong? What did he want? Why was it still ringing? I hit the hang up button but it immediately started to ring again. I started crying.

"Anna, what's wrong? Why are you crying," I vaguely heard. Probably Percy. "Anna, your phone is ringing. Are you going to answer it?" I shook my head. "Who is it?"

"Him" Was all I said. He grabbed the phone off of my bed.

"No, don't. He'll only start yelling." He didn't listen to me.

"He needs to leave you alone and I'm going to make sure he does." He stood waiting for whatever excuses Luke had conjured up to spill out. And they did. All at once.

"Anna-babe! I miss you. I know you're mad at me, but I love you. Please come home. I'm sorry. I wasn't in my right mind that day. The movie messed with my head. You know I can't handle that many people at once. You're the only thing that keeps me sane in this Hell-hole. Knowing that you're coming back to me is what's keeping me from lashing out on the next person who looks at me wrong." He sounded legit, but I've been with him long enough that he's a better actor than people give him credit for.

"She's not going back to you, she IS home." Percy exclaimed.

"You're not Anna-babe. Who are you and what the Helheim did you do with my Anna-babe?" Luke said, sounding confused and angry. He knew I hated the name Anna-babe. I glared at the phone, a feeling of confidence budding in my chest.

"Don't call me that" I said. It came out more of a whisper.

"What, Annabeth?" Percy asked.

"Give me the phone" He handed it over without hesitation. "Luke Castelan, you know I hate that name. You know it and that's why you call me it."

"I'm sorr-"  I cut him off.

*Annabeth is about to get mad. Trigger Warning. Cuss word and mention of abuse*

"You have made my life a living hell for the past four years. You have used me from the day we got together and I'm sick of it. I have PTSD, and I feel like I've walked through Tartarus. And for the last time, do. Not. Call. Me. ANNA-BABE!" I yelled. It felt good to finally get that off my chest. I was feeling quite proud of myself for standing up to him, and that feeling didn't even go away when he started talking again.

"What did you just say to me?" He said, his voice so calm it was scary.

"You heard me, Luke." I said, my confidence fading.

"You dare use that tone with me? I gave you a home-

"You kicked me out"

"I gave you protection"

"You abused me. My confidence started to grow once again, and I could feel a rant coming on. "You didn't love me, I was your toy. When I broke, you fixed with a Dollar general brand apology. Not even scotch tape. You would say that you were drunk, or your mind wasn't in the right place. You were having a bad day. At the end of the day, I knew it was all Bullshit, and you did too. You did it when there wasn't a drug in your system, when there wasn't a drop of alcohol on your breath. A bad day doesn't make you lock your girlfriend in the basement, Luke. I had no food for three days. The only way I got water was from when you took a shower. I drank your shower water to survive. Two buckets of water from your damn SHOWER. You are no one's lover. You are no one's protector. You are an abusive drunk. You deserve NOTHING." I yelled. I was laughing and crying at the same time. 

"You crazy bitch."

"You fancy me mad?" (A/N If you know what this is from, then comment. DON'T LOOK IT UP PLEASE!) "A thousand injuries I have suffered from you, and each time, I have vowed my revenge." (And this. Hint: Same Author) "Luke, I could keep going. The list could go on for days, but I feel that Percy is getting awkward with this confrontation. Goodbye, Luke. And good riddance."

"You really needed that, didn't you?" She asked after I hung up. I nodded. I felt like I was floating on a cloud because of the weight that was lifted off my shoulders. My phone started ringing again and I prepared for another rant. Then I looked at the caller ID. It was Will Solace.

"Hey Will, what's up?"

"I just got a call from Hermes. Luke barged into his office throwing things and yelling your name. I wanted to make sure you were alive. He kept saying that you were dead and he was going to go crazy because you were never coming back. Luke refuses to leave until you show up. He has to see you."

"Tell him that I'm never going back to him. He doesn't scare me and to fuck off. His hissy fit is worse than a two-year old's."

"You actually want me to tell him to fuck off?"

"Yeah, and you can tell him I said. He won't do anything to me if his dad is there. I'm coming to the office. Call the group and tell them to meet there." I turned to Percy. "I need you there too." I said. Time to fuck someone up.