I finally had Annabeth back. She was mine once again. And she was listening to me again. I took a deep breath. It's finally back the way it's supposed to be. It's finally going my way.

"That's better," I said to her previous apology. "You will treat me with the respect you never showed me before, do you understand?"

She nodded timidly, keeping her head down. I looked over at Ethan. His face was blank, with no emotion as he held the knife to her neck once again. 

"You'll stay here with her while I go get bandages, got it?" I told him. He gave no recognition that I said anything at all other than a slight lift of his head. That kid has no emotion whatsoever. I can't wait to get rid of him. I stepped out of the room, making sure to lock the door behind me. I found the bandages and some rubbing alcohol and walked back towards the room, but stopped when I heard voices. Or rather, one voice.

"What does he want?" Annabeth asked. There was no response.

"Is he going to kill his father?" Still no answer.

"Is he going to kill my husband?" 

"Don't worry about it. You'll never see him again anyways." Ethan's voice.

"What do you mean? I'll never see Percy?" Silence again.

"Please answer me." She again received no answer.

I unlocked the door and walked in. Neither showed any hint that they had been talking, which isn't anything new form Ethan.

"I hope you two got acquainted. We wouldn't want our guest to feel unwelcome. Would we, Anna-babe?" 

She shook her head obediently.

"Good girl. Now, let me clean your arm, darling."

Sorry it's so short. I'm really bad at anyone's POV except Annabeth's. But ig I have to get used to it because the next few chapters are gonna switch between Percy, her, and Luke. I might even throw in Ethan's POV, what do you guys think?

Bye, Mio Formagio