Summary: Nothing can describe the pain Annabeth undergone under the clutches of his mad father. It was miracle that she survived all those years. But it was a miracle indeed that she was saved…Mild AU/ P.S. Maybe OOC
Disclaimer: I do not own Percy Jackson & the Olympians. Credits all goes to Rick Riordan.
Chapter 1: Suicidal
I took notice of the things around me. The sun had just set. There are pieces of broken bottles on the floor and my blood all over my hands and dress. I stood up, limping. Pain seared throughout my body. I could barely move my arms, much more my legs. But I have to hand over the remaining strength left in my body, all the willpower I could manage.
I limp towards the door.
The scent that the ocean emits invites me. It'll not be long before my excuse of a father nears me. Our house isn't far from the sea. From here, I could hear his hysterical laugh echoing. "Annabeth!" I glanced behind; my father has a knife in his hand… "Annabeth! Where are you?"
He's going to kill me…I thought frantically over my head. I'm going to die…I don't want to die!
Fear took over me. I know I was on the edge of the cliff and in verge of jumping. My curly blonde hair brushed my wounded face as the wind blew. I've had enough. Blow after blow after blow from my father. It's now or never. And so I jump.
My father's mad. It never came across to me why my father acts like this before. It never occurred to me why every time he sees me he would start shouting. I do not complain. I'm too numb to. I never cried after the first time. I realized he was after I heard him talking to no one, "…oh darling," he said maniacally. "I'm taking care of our daughter perfectly…Yes, dear. She grew up to be a fine woman like you…What should I do next? Hmm…May be I should run a knife just what I did to you! His hysterical laugh scared me. I need to find a way to escape.
Now.
The water is freezing cold. I closed my eyes; the water embraced me as soon as my head touch the water. I could feel myself sinking slowly. I opened my eyes once more, it was pitch black. Just before I could reach the seafloor, strong arms hauled me up. My eyes abruptly opened. He caught me…"No!"
I'm on the shore, gasping for air. Coughing as I try to cough up the water that was inside my lungs. I crawled away from my captor, pulling my legs up to my chest, closing my eyes, shivering.
"Are you alright?" his eyes were the color of the sea. "What do you think you're doing? Jumping of the cliff like that?"
Fin.
A/N: Watcha think about that? Feedbacks appreciated!