ANNABETH POV (short chapter)

I watched Percy walk away. I knew it was a bad idea to even try to talk to him but I felt the need to. More that I needed to see him. Part of me knew that he didn't kill Jason, but the other part of me, the part that sided with the gods over everything because they took me in when I needed it, believed that he did. But he looked haunted, when I saw his eyes. I wasn't surprised, what with how many people he had just lost. 

It was just painful to see him. Especially the conversation when he told me how he felt. He was on a date with another girl, and I know that I don't have the right to feel the way that I do, but I couldn't help it. I really couldn't. 

With a deep breath, I made my way back to camp. 

//I don't even know why I wrote this chapter, it doesn't even add to the story but I felt like it was supposed to be there? From the conversation they had in the last chapter, because everything is in Percy's view it was a bit of new perspective?? I still don't know. Thanks for reading this!//