Hi Everyone! I'm new on here and this is my first story, I hope you guys like it. It is a Goode High School Percy Jackson FanFic and I haven't figured everything out yet but I hope too soon so I hope you enjoy!
Chapter One
Annabeth P.O.V.
I am just a regular 16-year-old girl. I am not a teen psychopath, nor am I a sociopath. Like a lot of kids of this generation I have what some would call a "troubled home". Me, I just call it hell on earth. The only life I have is at the stupid finishing school my parents, no sorry dad, sends me to. If my stepmom had a choice I would have been gone a long time ago. I never see my Mom. The only reason I'm still around is my dad get child service checks from my mom, which he spends on beer. He thinks that if he can turn me into a lady that I will bend to his every thought and serve him on my knees with a silver platter. Well… let's just say I got my stubbornness from somewhere. But that aside, I was never violent. I was just trying to get to 18 when I could move out. I was trying to make the best on the situation with my 8-year-old twin half-brothers Bobby and Matthew who I couldn't believe came from a bitch like my step-mom. They were the sweetest kids in the world and it just wasn't fair. But I had them, I had my friends Katie, Hazel and Frank, I had gymnastics and my music. And I had my straight "A" report card along with my dream of becoming an architect. It was perfect. My life was hell but I was almost out. I just had to survive the next 2 years and that was it. I would be gone. I would never have to see that witch and never have to take a beating again. Until the day I was pushed over the edge.
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I had just got home from school. It was an average day. I went to class, had lunch, caught a ride with Katie home and was grabbing a snack before doing my homework and going to gymnastics. That is before my step-mom Helen walked in.
"Looks like the perfect bitch of the family is finally home from school." Helen sauntered into the kitchen and sat down at the kitchen table. "Uh yeah, I'm just going to go upstairs and do homework" ignoring her comment I started walking upstairs and in a moment she was right on top of me dragging me by my hair and throwing me onto the kitchen floor, grabbed a kitchen spoon and started beating me with it. "YOU NEVER WALK AWAY FROM ME!" she screeched and when she finally was done I opened my eyes and saw a few of my blond curls on the floor, and then I touched my forehead and when my fingers came back into focus they were covered with blood. Helen looked over and made a mocking face "Is little Annie hurt?" her voice dripping with sarcasm. She then scowled and said "You can lick your wounds later right now I need some beer so go to the basement and get me some beer you unthankful moron" I got up and started towards the basement muttering "Only 2 more years" the entire way.
When I got back upstairs I put the beer bottle on the table. She then looked at me and sneered "Better go upstairs and clean up, the boys will be home from soccer any minute now." I flew upstairs and closed and locked my door. Threw myself down on my bed and cried my eyes out, not caring that I was getting bloodstains on my sheets. Then I remembered that I, Annabeth Chase do NOT cry, and with that thought I got up, wiped my tears, threw my dirty sheets in my hamper and using hydrogen peroxide got most of the cuts cleaned up and using foundation covered most of them just as the boys got inside. "Blondie! It's time for dinner!" My little brothers called upstairs just as I was finishing with the make up. " Okay! I'll be right down!" I called. I then quickly put the make up away in the closet of my private bath and threw on my sweater before beginning the dreadful descent downstairs. As I got downstairs The first thing I saw was for the first time in weeks my dad was actually at the kitchen table for dinner. Most of the time he didn't even care enough to come out of his home office. Helen would always take him a plate of food before anybody else got to eat, but for some reason the cave man has left his cave. "Annie, honey, would you get your father a plate and some casserole" Helen asked in fake sweetness. "Of course," I replied bearing my teeth trying to smile. I then felt something jump onto me, wait no, 2 things jump on me causing me to fall on the couch. I laughed as I saw 2 messy brown bunches of hair lying on top of me "Hey boys, how was soccer?" I asked as I got up from the couch. Bobby and Matthew's eyes shone " I scored twice in a scrimmage today and Matthew saved every goal" Bobby replied "Well that's gr..." "BOBBY! MATTHEW!" I was interrupted by, the Queen Bitch herself "Do not EVER let me see you talking to Annabeth! Do I make myself clear?" Their eyes drooped as they drop their head "Yes Mom." "Good, and you." She pointed at me "Do not ever talk to my boys again, am I clear?" I grinned and narrowed my eyes "crystal." From there it was a very quiet night. Afterward I was about to go upstairs to change for gymnastics when I was called on yet again by, you guessed it, Helen. "Annabeth! Honey," her lips curled on that word as if it were poison "why don't you stay here and help me with cleanup?" I looked at her suspicion clear in my eyes, "Um Helen, I would love to but I have to get ready for gymnastics." "Honey," she turned to look at me with piercing blue eyes "look outside, it is pouring out and your studio called earlier to cancel" her voice dripping with fake pity. I turned to look outside and true enough to her word it was raining cats and dogs "Um, how convenient" I looked at her questionably but went to start washing dishes. If she wanted to say something I mind as well get it over with or she would just track me down later. I picked up the first dish and started to put soap and water on the sponge, "Oh baby, you look so tired" I looked behind my back and saw Helen rubbing my dad's shoulder but turned back around" Why don't you go upstairs" she turned to the boys "And why don't you help your dad get upstairs?" The boys smiled brightly at having something to do to help while I cast a sideway glance at my step-mother catching the plotting look in her eyes but it was gone just as fast as it came. "Thank you Helen" my dad said and then took the boys upstairs. I turned back around and continued on the dishes. "Listen up you little bitch, I am going to tell you what is going to happen tonight and you are going to do it no questions asked and are going to keep your mouth shut. You are going to make the boys hate you. I don't care how you do it but you are going to hurt them emotionally, physically, mentally I don't care but you are going to do it because if you don't" she paused and grinned evilly "I will personally make sure that you are in the wrong place at the wrong time when an unfortunate "accident" happens" she said putting air quotes around "accident". I was shocked, but she sounded so ridiculous that I did the only natural thing. I started laughing, I was laughing so hard I was on the floor. And Helen was as confused as ever "I. I jus… What? Wh…. Why are you laughing?!" Her face was so hilarious I just laughed harder "Yo…. Yo…. You sound ridiculous!" I finally got the words out before I started laughing again. Her eyes narrowed and her look of seriousness caused my laughing to cease. "You are going to regret that, I ALWAYS get my way" and with that she stalked off leaving me to finish the dishes chuckling to myself, while I enjoyed ignorance, as I had no clue how serious things were about to get.
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I had finally gotten to sleep when I woke up again and for some reason my throat was really dry so I went downstairs to get a glass of water. As I came down the stairs I heard the softest clinking of glass against the kitchen table and against the lowest nightlight I made out the face of my stepmother. I walked over to the cabinet to grab a glass "It's 2 in the morning, what are you doing up?" a harsh voice said behind me. I continued to get water in my glass "I woke up and needed a glass of water, problem? I think I'm old enough to pour my own glass." "You know, I am really getting tired of your attitude," getting up Helen started sauntering over to me " you seem to think that your are the queen of the house hold and at the top of the pedestal. Well guess what? You better get off of that pedestal too because while your mom may have been queen for a while I am now and you are nothing compared to me. You mean NOTHING. You have NO ONE. And you NEVER WILL MEAN ANYTHING TO ANYONE!" I looked at her dumbstruck " You know I see your point but I still think your full of shit." She laughed a bitter laugh "When will you realize that nothing you say matters." Then it was my turn to laugh and mocked a face of thoughtfulness "How about never? Is never good for you?" I asked in fake concern. I was so tired of her being in my life and that was it. Not only for me but for Helen too. My psychotic stepmother picked up the glass bottle from the kitchen table and smashed it on top of my head and I felt a sharp pain in the back of my head and my vision turned red as I picked up the nearest object to my hand, which happened to be a knife. I had been hurt so many times by her it wasn't fair to me or the boys. She came at me again but this time I moved out of the way and stabbed her in the stomach. The look on her face was the most disturbing though. She was smirking and her lips moved and she said, so quietly that it was almost silent, "I always get my way "With that my vision cleared and she let out an anguished scream and I heard the stomping of feet down the stairs. 3 pairs to be exact and as the boys of the house entered the kitchen, the look on my brother's faces were horror and my father's face was a mix of anger and disbelief "Annabeth. What have you done?" And I look down, the knife still in my left hand covered in blood.
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