This is my first ever FanFic! I will post an update when this reaches 10 reviews. That is my goal. Just 10 you guys! Inspire me! Comments/questions/suggestions are greatly appreciated. Positive or negative. But not too negative. More like constructive criticism. Disclaimer: i do not own any PJO characters. Any ways.. Without further ado...

Happiness

~Present day~

Percy's POV

I could hear her crying. I hated it when she cried. I've only seen it not even a handful of times. Those were the only times I heard it too. I couldn't stand it, so I finally got off of my bed to see what was wrong. I opened up my door completely stupefied as to what I saw. It was like I was frozen in time because the only thing I could do was stand in my doorway and stare at the sight I saw.

Annabeth was crossing the hall to the bathroom. Nothing unusual about that, right? What wasn't right was that she was holding her arm. Blood was dripping from her arm and into her hand underneath it. She went into the bathroom and washed her arm. At first, I figured she fell down and scraped her arm or something. Boy was I wrong. When she was done washing her arm I shut my door very quickly and quietly so she wouldn't see me. I heard her getting a glass of water. Who knew that that would be the most normal thing to happen..?

She went back into her bedroom. She didn't lock her door, which was a good thing. I walked over to her door. Originally, I was gonna knock on her door. However, I thought twice about it. I flung the door open. I could tell by the look on her face that this was the last thing she expected to happen that night. She could tell by the look on my face that this was the last thing I expected I'd see.

What I saw? Oh, that would be a crying Annabeth, knife in one hand, fist full of pills in another. I would have never thought that Annabeth could ever do this to herself. But I guess a lot changes in five years…

~Flashback~

5 Years Ago

Percy's POV

It was the last day of fifth grade. Annabeth would be leaving for vacation after school today. She told me she was going to San Francisco to see family. Her plane left at five. It was three o'clock and it was now officially summer vacation. She had one hour until she had to leave for the airport. We spent that hour talking and saying our goodbyes.

When the hour was up, her mom came and got her and took her to the airport. I guess she had already packed her bags. Oh, well duh. She's Annabeth. She probably has been preparing and packing for over a week. I watched her get in the cab and I watched until the cab was no longer in sight. But who knew that that would be the last time I would see Annabeth for five years..?