Okay. Look who's here. ME! 

I've officially started updating again and no more long gaps. I'll update every Friday or Wednesday. Depending on the heaviness of school work. 

Let's go then!

I was listening to this while writing this. 

Song: "Be Kind" by Halsey

Percy: 

"We're home!" Thalia yelled as she walked inside with Reyna following her. Nico came in after them, texting on his phone. 

"Hey, kids!" Mom said from the living room sofa. We walked to the room and she was watching a movie.

"You must be Reyna!" She said cheerfully and glared at me as I sat down and flung my legs on the coffee table. I smiled cheekily and her face softened. 

"Yes, Mrs. Blofis," Reyna said politely. My mom waved her hand. 

"Don't call me that. That's my mother-in-law." She chuckled. "Call me Sally." 

"Yes... um, Sally." Reyna said and smiled. 

"So, Reyna, let's go. Do you have the address?" Thalia said and nodded at her. Reyna nodded back and waved at us. 

"I'll be back in a while, Sally!" Thalia yelled from the door. 

"Don't forget your jacket!" My mom yelled after her. Thalia shut the door and then opened it again and took the jacket. 

"Thanks!" She said.

"Now, do you boys want anything?" Mom asked us. We shook our heads. 

"I'm taking a nap then. Paul and Tyson went to the park. Cookies are on the counter." She said and tried to get up. I got up and helped her upstairs. 

"Don't eat too many!"  She yelled. 

Nico and I played some video games. Then Will called him and Nico left. 

I felt lonely. I know I shouldn't be selfish with my friends. But for the millionth time, I wished for Rachel to be here. She would cheer me up. I missed her red hair and green eyes. I missed her. 

I shook my head and closed my eyes. I thought I'd see Rachel. But the person I saw was... the blonde I met at the airport. Annabeth. Why am I seeing her? 

I realized at that moment that I ignored the familiar sparks that came when she touched my hand. 

What is happening to me? 

Annabeth: 

"Oh, hey mom. You're early. Who's this?"  He asked nodding at me. 

I was confused. I was about to say that she was my mom when I realized, I don't even know her anymore. I don't even know if she had a child before me. Whether she had another after me. Or if she even cared for me when she left. 

"This is your half-sister, Annabeth and this is Malcolm, your half-brother." She said calmly. 

We both looked shocked and we exchanged glances at each other. 

I turn to her and all I say is, "Explain."

My mother doesn't look guilty or embarrassed she looks... tired. She pushed back the hair falling on her face and sighed. 

"I will. Once we go in." She said and gestures for Holder to unload my luggage. I walk inside and Malcolm follows us. 

I sit down on the sofa in front of a giant T.V. and crossed my arms. Malcolm took a seat and my- our mom sat down in front of us. She started the story. 

"Before I married your father, I was married to another man. I got pregnant with Malcolm. After a few months, his father and I had fights. Big ones. Then he applied for a divorce and then I left Malcolm with his father as he got custody. Malcolm was only 2 months then. I missed him. 

"And then I fell in love with your father. We got married and I got pregnant again, with you. It was a year after Malcolm was born. I used to visit him but your father got angry. Fredrick thought I was having an affair with Malcolm's dad. I visited Malcolm on his seventh birthday and came back home late. Your father, who still thought I was having an affair even after every fight, and I had a big fight and I left." She paused and looked at both of us. 

I knew that day. Mom was crying and she said, "I love you Annabeth. I have to go." I was six years old then. 

"Then, Malcolm's dad died a few years ago in a car accident. I was the only one left for him. I was just beginning to be successful in my architecture firm. I also tried to get close to you, to call you, to know you but your father wouldn't allow it. My heart broke. Malcolm was the only child left and I took care of him. Then your father called me and told me to take you. I was overjoyed. Finally, my two children would be with me. Which mother wouldn't want that?" She finished. 

I looked at Malcolm. He looked as if he already knew about this. I turned back to my mother. 

"I can't forgive you. But I will try to. You should have taken me with you. Do you know how much hell I went through there?" I asked quietly and got up. I heard my mother's calls from inside. I shook my head. I needed to breathe fresh air. I got out of the house and walked with no particular destination. 

I found a bench a few streets down. I sat down. 

Why? Why did it have to be me? I started crying. I felt weak all of a sudden. I didn't like crying and I didn't want to. But I had to. I had to get all of the sadness out. Everything. I wanted to punch something. I don't know. 

  I put my head in my hands and for the first time in my life, I felt truly alone.

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~B&R