Hey peoples. I 've been really depressed for the past two weeks and today made it worse. Just informing you that's why I wrote this.
Percy Jackson faked a smile as he walked up to the table where the people he called friends sat. He took a spot between Jake and Lou. They all looked at him. He frowned.
"What?" Percy asked.
"You know what day it is?" Lindsay questioned. He shook his head.
"Today is Wednesday."
"And…? Oh, yeah." Every Wednesday the gang would go to Central Park and play Truth or Dare. Sounds fun right? Unless you're Percy. Playing Truth or Dare ALWAYS got Percy hurt. He slowly figured out that they did it on everyday he was bullied, mostly by this guy named Michael Yew.
Percy groaned, then said,"You know, I don't think I'll be able to make it."
"Why not?" Lilly, who has sitting on the other side of Jake, asked.
"I have to study for mid terms tomorrow." It was partially true. He couldn't go because his stepfather, Gabe, had friends coming over for a party and Percy had to clean up before and after.
"Since when do you study?" Lou questioned.
"Since my stepfather said he'd send me to military school if I didn't get good grades." Lou was about to say something, when the bell rang. Percy gave a small sigh of relief as he grabbed his backpack and walked to Biology.
Percy finally reached his appartment door after getting beat up by Michael Yew again. He pulled out his key, unlocked the door, and walked through.
"Hey, Prissy!" Gabe shouted. "Where have you been?"
"I was getting bullied, again," Percy muttered under his breath.
"What was that, you little punk?" Gabe demanded as he pushed Percy into the wall.
"Nothing,"Percy answered through clenched teeth. Gabe noticed this.
"Aww. Is wittle Pwissy angwy?" He mocked, then punched Percy in the face giving him a black eye."Get this place cleaned up for my party." Then he left for the kitchen.
An hour later, the was a loud pound on the door.
"Prissy!" Gabe called from the living."Go to your room and stay there until it's time to clean up." Percy walked from the kitchen to his bedroom. He saw Gabe and his ugly friends drinking and playing poker. Percy got to his room and shut the door.
Ever since his mom died, Gabe threw his poker parties every day, and make Percy clean up before and after. At school he was bullied, and at home he was bullied. And he couldn't take it any more. He pulled up the sleeves on his hoodie and examined his arms. He had been cutting himself since his mom's death.
He went to his dresser and took out a knife and a gun. He pulled off his hoodie, reveling his bare arms, and cut himself from the shoulder to the wrist on both sides. He watched as the blood trickled down his arms. He put his hand to his chest, where Gabe had cut him by throwing a beer bottle at him. That was the day his mom died. Gabe had told Percy that it Sally's death was all his falt. Then he through the bottle at him and it broke on his chest and cut a deep line down to his abdomen.
But now Percy was done with all the crap everyone gave him. He was going to end all his troubles and pains. He put the gun to his head and took a deep shaky breath.
Then he pulled the trigger, thus ending the terrible life of Percy Jackson.
So yeah. The end.
~Shay