Percy Jackson and the Olympians - Rick Riordan
laid beside you and pulled you close (and the two of us went up in smoke)
by thegraystreaks
The two sit in silence on the pier, the air hanging heavy with the thought of what the next few days may bring. But then her fingers slip into his and she gives his hand a gentle squeeze. As Percy glances up at her, he realizes the crushing weight he’d felt in his chest while walking through the camp has eased up, if only slightly. At least she’s here, he thinks. At least I’m not alone.- or - Percy's just a kid. A kid who just learned that he is destined to get his stupid soul reaped in a week. Naturally, he can't sleep.