Chapter 2: Sally Jackson

Me: Hey guys! Sorry I haven't updated in awhile but it's been one heck of a month. I won't go too much into it but I have a lot of things I need to do now. Anyways, while I was writing this chapter, I realized there were a ton of people Percy met and got to know so instead of writing a chapter for every single person, I'm leaving the choice to you. If you want someone to have a chapter, then leave a review or PM me if you have an account. With that said, I hope you enjoy this chapter!

Disclaimer: I do not own Percy Jackson. Rick Riordan does but I do own the OCs.

Warning: Implied suicide

When Sally first heard that her son was dead, her world broke. She denied it at first (because her son couldn't be dead), but after hearing the sadness in Chiron's voice, she couldn't deny it any further (though she wanted it to be falsed).

After Chiron hung up, she cried. She wanted to see her son. But she couldn't move, not even as Alexa cried.

(Her son's face, full of disbelief as she kicked him out is all she could think about)

She didn't know when she fell asleep but she woke up in her bed. Paul wasn't there. She wasn't sure if he had heard the news but she was sure he would know soon.

She felt guilty, because she only further pushed him over the edge and now he was dead because of it.

(When she eventually visited the camp, Annabeth yelled at her, telling her it was her fault. She already knew she was guilty but it hurt to hear it from someone else.)

She knew it wasn't all her fault but she was the last to push him so in a way, it was sort of her fault. She thought of the 'what ifs' but it didn't matter know that Percy was dead.

She grieved for weeks but she eventually pulled herself together to organize a funeral for her son. She only felt numbness and watched the world with dull eyes. Nothing, not even Alexa and Paul, could pull her out of it.

It took years before she recovered and even then the numbness and pain didn't go away. Alexa was five when she first asked about her brother. Sally could only cry as Paul took Alexa aside to explain it to her.

Even after ten years, the pain, numbness, and guilty (because it was still her fault, she told herself) only lessened significantly. She tried to live her life to the fullest since she knew Percy would want that for her.

And when she was invited to the wedding of Arthur Williams and Annabeth Chase, she only smiled.

And cut! I decided to try a new style this chapter so I hope you like it. But like I said earlier, if there's a person you want to see, then either leave a review or PM me if you have an account. Anyways, I hope you enjoyed! Bye!