Alright guys, this is my first ever fan-fiction, so if there's any mistakes (spelling, grammar, etc.), feel free to tell me, I love feedback. I will try my best to update once a week, but some weeks I don't get a lot of time, so you might have to deal with some long pauses (but I swear, nothing more than a month).

This is a Percabeth fanfic, I rated it T because I'm really paranoid. I really hope you guys like it and remember to review.

Take It Easy On Me

Chapter 1: Broken Again

Annabeth's POV

It had happened again. I'd been shattered. Just like every other time. I'd been thrown onto the floor and stomped on. Just like every other time. It was always the same. I would find what seemed like a nice guy, but he would only like me because I was pretty or the fact that I seemed strong on the outside and could hold myself up. But they never wanted me for my personality. I remembered every break-up that I'd had. The guy would find out what I was like on the inside and they would throw me on the ground and shatter me once more. And the one who had shattered me this time it was Luke, Luke Castellan.

I started my car, not wanting to sit in Luke's driveway anymore. He probably thought that I was creepy, still sitting at his house after he had kicked me out. I had tears rolling down my cheeks and I wasn't sure if it was safe to drive while crying, but I had to get out of there.

As I drove, Luke's words rang in my head. I couldn't remember what I myself had said to make him mad at me. I just remembered Luke's words, pounding over and over in my head, as my arm throbbed and my cheek stung.

*Flashback*

(third person Annabeth)

"Why on Earth would you do that?!" Luke screamed.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to," Annabeth said in a quiet voice.

"SORRY DOESN'T CUT IT!" Luke yelled, the sound resonating through the house.

He brought his hand down and slapped her across the cheek. As she lay on the floor in the living room, Luke kicked her right arm. Not hard enough to break it, but hard enough to bruise it.

Luke left the room, to where, Annabeth wasn't sure. She laid on the floor, tears blinding her, her cheek stinging and her arm throbbing.

Annabeth heard footsteps coming down the hall. A duffel bag landed next to her, just missing her face.

"Here's all your stuff," Luke growled, "Now get out."

He was shaking with rage. He had a murderous look in his eyes and his face was contorted with anger.

She got up and grabbed the bag. As she hurried out the door, he yelled at her, "And don't EVER come back!"

*Flashback Ends*

I kept on driving. When I came to a stop light, I checked my phone. Nothing. No text from Luke. That was probably a good thing.

For some reason, I started thinking about my other relationships. There had been three others and all of them had done the same thing as Luke. Dropped me when they saw the real me. The me on the inside.

The first guy was someone named Ethan Nakamura, but he didn't like they way that I had always gotten better scores than him, so he decided that we couldn't date unless I got "dumber". That was in 8th grade.

The next guy was 9 months later in my freshman year. His name had been Brody Cade. He was the star quarterback on the JV football team. He didn't like it that I had tried to give him advice using some calculations that I had come up with to make his game better. He dumped me over text because he had thought I was all beauty and no brains.

I started dating the third guy almost a year later, I was getting very cautious about dating. This guy's name was Jake Branson, and he was captain of the lacrosse team. That relationship had only lasted about two weeks because he claimed I was "too sensitive" when I started crying after he asked about my mom, Athena, who had died during the birth of my brother, Malcolm.

I was so caught up in my thoughts, that I hadn't noticed that I was pulling into my friend, Andromeda Jackson's, driveway.

Andromeda was one of my best friends. We'd met in school when we were in 4th grade and now we were sophomores at Goode High School. We had become friends when we had discovered that we each had a parent that was named after an Olympian God. It wasn't much but Andromeda, being the new girl was desperate for a friend.

Andromeda also had a twin brother. His name was Percy. Both of them had raven hair and sea green eyes, just like their dad, Poseidon. The two of them looked almost exactly alike, except for the fact that Percy was taller.

I stopped the car, flipped down the visor, and opened the mirror. I looked like a wreck. My face was red and blotchy, and I had tear stains running down my cheeks. Some of my eyeliner was running as well.

I decided just to wipe off the excess eyeliner and go in. I didn't want to spend ten minutes putting on more make-up.

I grabbed my phone and keys and got out of the car. I walked up to the front door and rang the bell. Almost immediately, Andromeda opened the door.

"Oh, hey Anna-," She started but stopped when she saw the hand-print on my face and the faint bruise starting to show on my arm. "Oh my gods, what happened?"

"Luke just...broke up with me." I said quietly, my voice breaking.

"Oh my gods, I'm so sorry, Annabeth. Come inside. I'll get Percy to make you some hot cocoa or something." Andromeda said, pulling me gently inside.

Once inside, Andromeda led me to the couch in the living room.

"Just sit down for a minute Annabeth and I'll go get Percy." She said then looked at her watch. " After that, I'm going to have to leave, I have to be somewhere in 15 minutes, but you can stay if you want. I'm sure Percy won't mind. And you should call your dad and see if you can spend the night, you look like you could use cheering up."

Andromeda walked off to the stairs and climbed up them. I sat on the couch in a daze, staring at the blank TV. My mind was buzzing with things like, "What am I going to do when I see Luke at school?" and "What had I done wrong to make him mad at me?"

I was going over this last question in my mind when I heard someone running down the stairs. Percy ran into the living room and looked at me. He blushed a little, but then his expression changed to anger and concern when he saw the bruise on my arm. He sat down next to me but before he could do anything, Andromeda called out, "I'll be back at 7:30 and I'll bring some pizza with me!"

Percy turned to me and gently pulled me closer, examining my arm, then my cheek.

"Luke really did this to you?" He asked, his voice full of concern and bitterness.

"Yeah," I said, so quietly that Percy had to lean in closer to hear what I was saying. "I don't know what I did wrong.

"How could you have done something wrong?" Percy asked, his voice rising slightly.

"I don't know," I replied. "I just remember saying something, but I don't remember exactly what I said, and he just freaked out on me." I finished, starting to cry again.

Percy pulled me onto a side hug, whispering soothing words and and rubbed my good arm. When I calmed down, Percy held at an arms length and looked at me with a soft, sensitive expression. His face then became stormy when he saw the bruise on my arm. He reached out and touched my cheek, frowning at the hand-shaped red mark. He had soft fingertips and I leaned into his touch as he caressed the side of my face. I had to admit, I was broken once more, but I felt that I had made the right choice coming to Andromeda's house today.

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