This story is going to be about Percy Jackson's life without all the greek mythology stuff, and it it going to include some abuse with Gabe. Note that i won't go into a lot of detail of percy jackson's friend because most of you have read or get the basic idea of how they look if not look up fan are to get a mental picture of them. so this is kinda but not really and afful intro to what the story will have.

hey, this is going to be my first attempt at a story ever so please be kind, if you can. so on with the story i guess.

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Percy's POV

I just want my life to end. Nothing i do can make the pain go away. My step dad Gabe is the one who is doing this to me, making me wish my life would end. I haven't done anything wrong in my life to deserve this.

My normal life consist of waking up at 7am, avoid being caught by Gabe before i leave the house, put on my mask before i go to school so my friends don't see how sad i really am because i don't want to be any more trouble than i already am, walk home slowly, enter the house, make dinner, try not to get into Gabe's way, and go into my room to hide and do homework for the rest of my day.

I should get back to the mask part though. I place a mask of worry free, happy, not-taking-anything-serious-face on every day befor i get to school. I really don't want anyone to know how much i hurt inside and out from Gabe. I'm ashamed that I'm so weak and sometimes i can't even peel myself off the floor after he's done. God i feel so pathetic.

Anyway this is my life i can't really do much about it but suck it up because my mom and little brother Tyson is worth every last beating i take.

My mom is the most nicest, kindhearted, pleasant person you will ever meet. And it is because of this that i would never and i repeat NEVER leave her to someone as horrible as Gabe.

Tyson, however, is the most cutest, adorable, sweet kid that no one can say no to. I love them both so much that i could never leave them, even though Gabe hurts me so much.

I know that i could get Gabe out of my life, but i would have to leave my mother, and Tyson to do so, and i just can't, I won't, and i shan't. Is shan't a word? Really i could care less. I think you get my point by now i think i've been saying it for a little while now.
(sorry if i went on a little bit about how he would never leave but you know what you gonna do? Anyway keep reading.)

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After School Tuesday

I came into the house from the crappiest day at school. I got a D on my Biology test, and some kids from down the street caught me on my way home and gave me some extra bruises to add with their past one's along with Gabe's.

I was entering the house, and heading into the kitchen when i heard a hoarse voice coming from the living room say, "Hey kid get me a beer and cook me my dinner."

I quickly went to the fridge to get him his stupid beer and handed it to him, without a word. I then went back into the kitchen to make dinner for Gabe and myself.

I don't have to cook for Tyson because he was out on a sleepover with my neighbor's little kids. The neighbors would sometimes take Tyson over for a day or two to help out my mom, and it also helped that their kids liked Tyson a lot and would always have fun with each other.

I looked around in the cabinet, until i found the noodle for spaghetti. All i had to do was wait for the noodle to soften up enough to serve to my piece of crap stepdad. I only had about five minutes left until the spaghetti was ready to serve, but apparently Gabe thought that that was too much time. He then yelled, "When am i going to get my dinner you worthless piece of shit?" I yelled back to him, "

I know that you're practically starving, but can you wait at least a few more minutes for dinner?" I didn't usually try to egg him on, but i was pissed and sick of him, and i knew it would cost me but it felt so good to say it.

Apparently this wasn't the right thing to say to him (and i knew it wasn't) because he then came into the kitchen, leaned down to my face, and said,"You are worthless to me and i can do whatever it is i want to you because you are stupid and you mom is working late, so now i get to teach you a lesson about respect." (sorry I'm gonna try to stay away from rape in this chapter or all together) I could smell the pungent smell of beer in his mouth and it took everything i had not to gag from the stench.

He then grabbed me by back of my long sleeve t-shirt, choking me a little, and slamming against the refrigerator. Believe it or not but being thrown against a refrigerator does hurt. I held back a yelp as pain shot through my back.

Gabe then started to punch me in the ribs as i was recovering from the initial impact of being thrown against a refrigerator. Then i felt the searing pain in my ribs, stomach, and chest. Basically Gabe was aiming for my already abused middle section. Gabe maybe an ugly, fat, lazy man, but he definitely could put A LOT of power behind a punch. Trust me i would know.

After what felt like days dragging, he finally stopped. Gabe started to leave the kitchen, saying, "Now bring my my damn dinner now, or would you like to learn another lesson from me?"

I quickly set up his and my dinner on our cheap set of plates. I placed his on the coffee table full of empty cans of beer and chip bags. He then grabbed my wrist before i could pull away and said, "You speak to me like that again, and i will make sure that you won't be able to get up."

I took a silent gulp as i was quickly backing out of the living room, when he released me from his grimy fat hands.

I decided to eat my dinner first then i would check in on my bruises from the beating.

The first thing i could think of when i was looking in the mirror was 'wow do i have any flesh color left on my stomach?' I really don't think i do though. Really my stomach, and chest are both completely covered in either purple, blue, brown, or yellowish green bruises. It look horrid and i would probably have vomited into the toilet, but i was use to them over my many years living with Gabe.

I really couldn't do much but put some ice on it hoping that the swelling would go down. So i quickly and quietly, because Gabe was passed out on the couch, made my way to the refridgerator and got some ice in a bag and carried back to my room.

There i finished my homework as best as i could, considering that i have dyslexia and never really excelled at school, while icing my stomach at the same time. After i was done with my homework, i fell asleep almost as soon as my head hit the pillow due to my very horrible and exhausting day.

So….how did you like or dislike it tell me everything, i could also use some ideas or any side marks on my writing. Also would like to know who percy's love interest should be, PRETTY PLEASE let me know. Again this is my first fanfic in my life so please, PLEASE be considerate of my easily hurt feeling. THX for reading and let me know if i should even continue writing at all.