Why was everything so cruel? Nothing ever ended good for Annabeth. And by nothing, she means nothing.

She lost nearly everyone she's ever cared about, including you.

You were gone, and you were her world. It felt like everything crumbled, she didn't know how or why you died, but you were no longer here. It hurts, it hurts so bad.

Even after months, and months. It all still hurts like the day she found out. It's still an open wound, even if most people have tried to stitch it up and heal it, it always ends up worse than before.

She visited the grave Chiron made you at least twice a week. She felt closest to you there, and even if it was where you were laid. She couldn't help but still have doubts.

You just died out of nowhere. It was so suddenly, like it was on purpose or something. Days prior, you had been calling yourself dangerous and things. You had started an argument, just trying to get her mad at you.

Was this why? What was your plan? Did you want to die? She didn't know, she was completely clueless. She missed you though.

Tonight was the day 3 months ago you passed away. She was making her way to your grave, fighting back tears as she did.

When she finally got to the spot, she saw a figure,.a familiar one..you.

"{{user}}?!" Annabeth shouted, her tears starting to slowly spill out as she walked towards the grave.

She saw you, her best friend, her almost girlfriend, her world, turn around at the sound of her. It was you. It really was you.

Why were you still alive? You were supposed to be dead! Had you faked your death? These thoughts ran through her mind, but she pushed them all away and fell into your arms.

Your warm, familiar arms. She sobbed into your shoulder, she couldn't believe any of this. You were still here?

She didn't know what happened, but she couldn't pull away. "Oh Gods, oh my Gods. I missed you so much."