10. Sugarcult - Counting stars

There was no way Percy could change anything he’d said or done. No matter how much he regretted his actions over the past year, it was impossible to go back in time and do it all over. He sometimes wished he could, just to talk some sense into himself, but on the whole, he’d come out of this mess with barely a scratch.
      The most important thing was that Oliver said he’d forgiven him. Percy wanted to believe those soothing words, he really did, but instead of easing his conscience they made him feel more anxious. After the first wave of nearly overwhelming relief about the end of the war and finally mustering up the courage to fix things with his family and Oliver, worries and doubt crept back into his heart. He had always been one to over think matters, and he knew he should just stop himself; the problem was realising he was doing it.
      There were some things that he just didn’t seem to be able to let go, but trust really wasn’t the issue. He would put his life in Oliver’s hands without a second thought if necessary. It wasn’t fear of Oliver doing something stupid that kept going through his mind and kept him awake at night. After all, it had all been his own faults in the past, and he hadn’t even realised how badly the Ministry had mislead him, neither had he listened to anyone trying to make him see the truth. And if he had let himself be deceived once, how could he ever be sure he wouldn’t be such a fool ever again?

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