You will probably be triggered in this chapter. And I'm not sure about the mountain name, so if what I said was wrong correct me in the comments. :)

Time seemed to slow. Will proposed to Nico, my Nico. He agreed with a muttered finally.

"When are you going to propose to me?" Annabeth said grabbing my arm. That was it. Annabeth changed since I told her about me cutting.

"Never."

"What? I seem to have misunderstood you."

"I said never Annabeth." I pulled away from her. "I'll never marry you. Suddenly there was a knife against my throat and warm breath on the back of my neck.

"What are you trying to say?" A deep voice said behind me.

"I never loved you. Not on Mount St. Helans, not underwater in the bubble, not when I turned down Zeus' offer to become a god, not when we were separated from each other or reunited at Rome, not in Tartarus, and certainly not now," I growled.

My cheek stung. Someone slapped me. "How could you," Annabeth said holding in tears.

"Let go of me. Now!" I kicked my captor in the shin causing him to drop the blade. I grabbed it and held it to his throat. "Solace?" I spat.

"Annabeth is my friend, you asshole. I care about her feelings unlike you. You're a disgrace to the gods." I glared at him, but couldn't help but to agree.

"This isn't your business, Will. You should've stayed out of it." I pressed the blade against his neck harder.

"Drop the knife now." Nico said calmly.

"Why should I listen to some fag son of Hades?"

"Perce, why are you acting like this? Is it your parents?" Nico asked tears threatening to fall.

"Don't you get it," I said and dropped the knife. "This was never about them. It was always about me. How could you never figure it out. You're so stupid. All of you."

"Percy we can talk about this.”

"What's there to talk about? Its too late." I moved the blade away from Will's neck and pushed him on the ground surprising everyone.

"Glad you came to your senses," Annabeth sneered.

I looked at her. "Fuck you." I raised the blade and slammed it down. "Sorry," I gasped as blood poured out of the wound. I twisted the blade.