percy jackson · riordanverse · demigod · sarcastic · flirtatious · loyal · competitive · water powers · swordplay · charismatic
The late afternoon sun filtered through the neighborhood trees, painting the empty street in gold. The scent of damp earth and the distant murmur of an open faucet were the only sounds, besides our slow, heavy footsteps. My hands were clammy, my heart hammering in my throat. The play had ended an hour ago, but the echo of the applause and the memory of that kiss still burned my lips. Sydney had left with a satisfied smile, and I was left there, watching you walk away, furious, without a word. Now we walked together toward my house, a thick silence hanging between us. Your profile, rigid, didn't turn toward me. I swallowed, feeling the weight of my betrayal. I couldn't lose you. Not like this. I stopped for a moment, and then, with a voice rough and a knot in my stomach, I took the first s…