I woke up to a pounding headache and I groaned, rubbing my head roughly. "What happened?" I asked agitatedly. I couldn't see completely, but I could make out some things.

"You got very drunk. I haven't seen you get that drunk since last time you guys had a drinking contest." Parker said, but nobody else spoke.

"I had to many shots, didn't I?" I asked, sitting up. He handed me some Advil's and water and I took it gratefully. The water helped instantly, and the Advil will kick in soon.

"Way to many." Somebody nodded, and I couldn't tell who it was. "What's the last thing you remember?" They asked and I shrugged.

"Um, the girls asking us if Parker and I had just realized what they realized earlier, and Leo and Summer kissing." I laughed.

"You do not remember a lot then." Sophia I think said.

"Apparently not." I shrugged, my vision clearing. I could now see everything just fine, luckily.

"You did a drinking competition with Becky, you had 7 shots, and then you fell onto the floor laughing like a mad man, we were going to take you home and you started freaking out saying you wanted more shots and then Nico hit you over the head." Piper explained and I nodded, noticing the Jason had a bruise forming on his jawline.

"What happened to you?" I asked Jason, pointing at the bruise. He shrugged, laughing slightly.

"You punched me yesterday in attempt to escape Parker and I dragging you away." He said and I felt bad.

"Sorry, I don't usually attack people when I'm drunk." I chuckled nervously.

"And look what fell out of your pocket." Will said, holding up the bottle of pills. I gulped nervously. They can't know why I take those. "Sleeping pills, huh." He claimed, and everybody looked at me.

"Those are easy to explain." I said nervously, avoiding eye contact.

"Then you should have no problem explaining why you have them." My mom said. I just realized we're were in the throne room.

"I was going to sell them." I said, grimacing slightly to myself, they know I don't sell things.

"You don't sell things Percy, everybody knows that." Summer scoffed and I shrugged.

"I needed money." I shrugged and they laughed at me humourlessly. That was a lame excuse, they know I don't need money.

"Honest truth." Piper said, crossing her arms. I sighed, there was no getting out of it.

"Well, occasionally I get them, helps me sleep." I shrugged like it was a harmless thing.

"It was in your system." Grover said and I grimaced tightly.

"Yeah, I mixed it with one of my drinks last night. No harm done." I shrugged and Will's eyes widened, a worried look on his face.

  "You know how dangerous it is to mix medication with alcohol?!" He shouted and me and I shrugged while everyone looked at me in shock.

   "Yeah yeah, it could kill me I know but I didn't over load on the pills so chill, like back off guys, I'm fine." I said, feeling much better than before. I was used to getting attacked like this so honestly I didn't care. My past was rushing at me quicker than I could imagine and it's forcing unwanted emotions into my mind.
  
    "If you knew it could kill you, why would you do it?" Nico asked and I shrugged.

   "Because if I die, I don't really care." I shrugged loosely, and that's when everyone started freaking out at me at once and I sighed to myself.

    "Guys just shut your pie holes!" I shouted and they all did. "You guys think that me not caring if I die is bad? At least I'm not intentionally trying to kill my self so just be happy with that." I said, and once again people started shouting at me.

   Across the room, my eyes landing on Annabeth, who didn't know what to think. It's only been a couple days since our breakup, but it still hurt. I guess its majority of the reason I wanted to get the pills, and drink. I love her, and a part of me always will. The look on her face broke me inside, she looked heartbroken, lost, confused. She looked like she was lied to her entire life.

  I escaped everyone yelling at me, and they started yelling at each other, about me. I walked up to Annabeth nervously. I can't deny the fear I have of getting hit. Well, it's not the fear of getting hit, but why I'm getting hit. I was just about at her when she saw me, but she didn't walk away, she stood there. She looked so heartbroken, and that was all my fault.

   "Annabeth." I said quietly, stopping at a safe distance, where her arm can't reach. She noticed, looking down shamefully.

   "I'm sorry, for hitting you the other day." She said, looking up at me. The way she said it was so sincere, and I smiled, taking a small step forward. She may have broken my trust a little bit by hitting me, but I love her, and when you love someone, you try to make things right.

  "No, it's my fault. I know I should have told you." I said, sitting down against the wall. We were at the far end of the throne room, and everyone was to busy arguing about my life to realize I left.

  "I shouldn't have reacted the way I did. I know you struggled. I just don't know why you never said anything." She said, sitting beside me.

  "I didn't tell you because I was happy not being pitied. Those were the only people my age I was friends with, and they always brought out my rebellious side, I think everyone realized that by now though." I chuckled.

  "And we bring out your good side?" She asked, clarifying more than asking and I nodded.

  "Yeah. But I loved the thought of having people around me that didn't know. People that didn't look at all the mistakes I've previously made." I said nervously.

  "You were content having people know you weren't a crackhead." She smiled and I did to.

  "Yeah. I knew that some of our friend group grew up with addicts, and I just didn't know how to explain my drinking and medication. It's not like I'm completely hooked on it, but it gets hard sometimes." I said, rubbing my neck.

   "Yeah, it gets hard not to fall to the dark side sometimes. I know that not everyone is perfect." She said, looking at me. I smiled, I missed staring into those eyes.

  "I'm definitely far from perfect." I chuckled. we were brought out of our conversation by me getting a phone call and I sighed. It was an unknown number. "I'll be back."