WARNING: TRIGGERS! speaks of character death. domestic violence beating, rape, and murder.

Prologue:

Percy's POV:

I was sitting in the interrogation room, my hands in my lap,staring blankly down at the metal top table. The tears had dried on my face what felt like hours ago. I had been handed from person to person, first the police officer, then the social worker, then the investigator, then another police officer, who took me down to the morgue, then back up to a child psychologist and then to this dingy room. The investigator had asked dozens of what seemed like useless questions, so did the psychologist. Everyone had been trying to get me to talk about what had been going on in my home.

What my step-father was really like. But that stuff didn't matter. none of that mattered. She was dead my mom, the only person that always been there, always loved me, was beaten to death right in front of me by that bastard of a man. I answered as many questions as I could anything that would help prove that he had done this to her.

they asked me if gabe had ever hurt me, ever beaten me. what a stupid fucking question. of course he had, but I wasn't telling them that. they told me that my mother was going to be cremated, it is what was in her will, and I snapped, I flipped the metal top table and through the chair through the glass in the wall behind me (I know that most interrogation rooms have the table and chairs nailed down, just got with it). That's when they had to cuff me. and they told me that i needed help. they didn't know how right they were, but it wasn't the kind of help they were going to give me

Hope you Guyes enjoyed it! this is gonna be multi chapter, and ill be posting once a week i hope! hope you can be patient with me!