@betrayshim: ❛ i could keep you safe. they’re all afraid of me. ❜
" luke, you – " annabeth's words are choked, caught up in her throat like cotton. she hates him, she hates him – but if she hates him so much why is he in her house right now? she knew this was a bad idea, to let him in, and yet the seven year old girl she killed long ago is clawing at her ribs to come out and forgive him. her mind races, reflects on her year – being home, with a family she will never feel a part of. sitting at the table for dinner and wishing she was at a shitty diner with luke and thalia instead, laughing over bad fries and worse music. she misses who she was before that day in the forest, when she could trust luke wholeheartedly because he was her brother, meant to protect her. her brother who would always protect her.
" you're being mean. " it's petulant, like she's ten again. annabeth is wisdom's daughter, one of the strongest halfbloods of her time, and she's crying in the front room of her house because her big brother was mean to her, " and it's unfair. you tried to hurt me. so why would i trust you? "
