77.
PERCY'S POV.
It was past 10 pm when I finally made it home. She jumped from how loud the door banged against the wall and back in place, pressing her palm against her chest and staring wide eyes at me.
"Jesus Percy you scared me !!"
Without acknowledging her I matched past her towards the bedroom. On second thought I turned around and stopped behind the sofa. She still had her eyes on me.
"And since when did you start going to the park with Benson?"
I barked at her. She continued staring at me with that same amused look and was annoying the hell out of me. That pretty lips were meant to make sound when I talked to her.
" What? You can't talk again? I asked you a damn question Phoebe!"
I was just a feet away from her now.
"What is wrong with you?"
She was calm. My fists clenched against me painfully.