The day his life became horrible began on the windiest morning in November. While Percy Jackson's 7-year old daughter slept in harmony, he slipped out his apartment door swiftly.
It was 6 a.m. on his most memorable day and he just wanted to clean his memory on how his wife died. Despite the loneliness of being by himself, he was amazed to see how many people were still awake on this day.
The bakerer, shopkeepers, office workers rushing to get to work, but the disturbing part was the drug-dealers that were getting drunk, on this day that was made especially for him and his dead wife.
It was his 8th anniversary. He remembers exactly everything that happened on this day 8 years ago, everyone was happy and excited, getting ready for their wedding. But he also remembers what happened also on this exact day 3 years ago when his wife got killed by someone, and he still couldn't solve the mystery of who killed her. He had hired detectives and crime workers to search for Mrs. Jackson and the killer but, when they found her dead body, it was too late, and they told him that she had died a few hours before the detectives found her. They also searched for the person that killed her, but they never seemed to find them.
As he was thinking about these things and feeling sorry for himself, he realized that he was hungry, then almost as if on cue, his nostrils were blown off with the smell of beer those rascals idiots were drinking. This reminded him of another memory, when it was the week before they were getting married, he promised his wife, Annabeth Jackson he would never drink beer every again, he remembered.
Where is the town it was three years ago, he thought, where is the happiness and excitement that there used to be here every morning? This town tuned into trash. It's gone, and it will never come back, he knows.
He could now suddenly feels the wind, breezing against the cold weather, and how cold it had been since he got out of his apartment. Somehow, whenever he thinks about his wife, he doesn't feeling anything around him, only the warmth of her face and smell of her strawberry-honey shampoo.
On his way, he hears the low rumble of the passing trains underneath him, rattling windows of the nearby apartments. He also hears the sound of disturbed people coming from their homes. Then he realizes why they're disturbed, the drug dealers were making a lot noise on the radio.
Even though, he doesn't know why, he feels that he somehow recognizes the leader of the gang. Tall, has blond hair, a venomous scar against his cheek, and when he turned around, Percy saw his mischievous blue eyes glittering in the light. It's Luke, oh my gods, what is Luke doing here? Percy questions himself.
"Luke, what are you doing? Getting drunk?" Percy asks.
"Yea, Percy, go away, I hate you, leave me alone, I don't need you," Luke says.
"Okay Luke, but if you need any help, you know I'll always be there for you, ok bye."
Then Percy remembered that he was supposed to go to the crime and detective scene to hire them to look for his wife. He does this every year on the day of his anniversary and hopefully, they will be able to find that scalawag this time and put him to jail and kill him. Or Percy will be able do kill him, oh, how much fun it will be, Percy thinks while smiling.
When Percy was finished talking to those people, he thought some more about Annabeth, then Annie, and remembered something, checked his phone to look at the time, 7:32. Oh no, I'm late to taking Annie to school today!
PLZ tell me if u guys like this story so far!
PLZ REVIEW AND LEAVE COMMENTS! :D
I will continue this story if you guys review and leave comments!