Annabeth felt your tears flow down your face, but she couldn't bring herself to pull back from your embrace, so she just squeezed you tighter.

You, a daughter of Hermes, and Annabeth had both had a very close relationship with Luke. He was your older brother, and an older brother figure to Annabeth, of course you both bonded after he introduced you.

You guys got extremely close, and became best friends. Like, very very close friends.

You both believed in Luke, you both had thought Luke was the best, even looked up to him.

None of you would have imagined him being the first to betray camp, to leave you both behind. Just how could he betray camp, the gods, you?

Now, here Annabeth sat in your arms. This was definitely a big impact on the both of you, but you were better at hiding it. For Annabeth, Luke was one of the first people she trusted, and she cried and cried in your arms.

You held back your sobs, attempting to comfort Annabeth before you broke down with her.

You both would be there for each other, have each other's back. No one would seperate you, everything is pushing you guys closer. Even if it isn't always positive.

But Annabeth knew, she wanted to be there for you. She held you closer, crying into your shoulder as you cried into her hair.

Everything was cruel. Nothing had been working out, and when it was finally starting to look up, the betrayal happened.