SORRY I HAVEN'T UPDATED IN A WHILE BUT WE GOT TO 10 REVIEWS! WHOO! NEXT TIME I THINK I'LL ONLY REQUIRE 15 REVIEWS. ANYWHO, I'M JUST GONNA HAVE PERCY DO THE DISCLAIMER RIGHT QUICK!
PERCY: WHAT?!
ME: DO THE DISCLAIMER!
PERCY: NO. I'M HUNGRY!
ME: IF YOU DO IT I'LL MAKE YOU PANCAKES!
PERCY: YES! FIRECEWOLF DOES NOT OWN ANY MATERIAL OF PERCY JACKSON! NOW GIMME MY PANCAKES!
PERCY POV
My heart was pounding. Maria slammed the door behind me. Turning slowly, she studied me. I had backed away from her. I was by the bed, trying to put some space in between us. She was smiling. It wasn't right, though. Her eyes were clouded with... with … LUST! She chuckled. She took slow, steady steps. To my horror, she pulled of her shirt. I was scared yet; I felt my body betraying me. I glanced down at my pants. I saw my erection creating a small bulge. I didn't know too much about sex and all the things that came along with it but, I knew that this happened when you saw someone body and you were attracted to them. They call it a turn on? My eyes flicked back to Maria. Too late. She tackled me onto the bed. I tried to run away but I couldn't. She was too strong. Out of nowhere, she pulled out a loop of rope. Securing my hands to the bed, she said," oh, this is gonna be sooo much fun!" Again, seemingly out of nowhere, she pulled out a small riding crop. Before I could cry out, she flicked the crop against my side. Doubling over in pain, I tried to find my happy place. I needed to escape, if only for a little while. Maria, getting impatient at my lack of emotion, decided to rip off my shirt and pants. As the cold air washed around me I felt a twitch from my lower half. My face burning in embarrassment, I looked up at Maria. She had completely gotten rid of her clothes. She was wearing a black and pink lacy bra, along with a matching pair of panties. Again, I felt the twitch. Trying to cover that up, I begged, "Please stop! I'm too young. Not again, please!" Pretending to think about it, she cocked her head to one side. Bursting out smiling, she said," Oh, I get it! You want to have more fun!" Fixing her face into a fierce snarl, she raised the crop and lashed it against my bare skin. Red hot agony rippled across my skin. I screamed in pain, as Maria laughed and made me enter her. It felt good but I knew we shouldn't be doing this. She shouldn't be doing this. I managed to slip out of the rope. Maria hadn't noticed. She started screaming, telling me to move or she was gonna make me hurt. In one stupid act of defiance, I rolled out from between her legs. I ran towards the door. I opened it a fraction of an inch. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw an object hurtle towards the door, breaking but slamming it shut. I glanced down. It was my snow globe. My mom got me that. I spun around, anger filling me. Maria met my charge. Of course she was stronger than me. I tried to push her away from me, but she grabbed my arm. She raised her hand and struck me in the head. I dropped to the ground, my vision turning black. I heard Maria yelling, continuing to pound me in the head. I blacked out.
LINEBREAK
When I woke up, Maria was gone. I snuck a glance at my body. My heart stopped. I was covered in dark blue and purple bruises. Getting up on shaky legs, I limped to the mirror in the corner of my room. I closed my eyes and opened them again. My chest was covered in angry red marks from the riding crop. A few were pouring blood down my chest. Across my legs were marks from where the rope had burned against my skin. I turned and looked at my back. Claw marks were scraped along the top of my shoulders. I guess she got a little too excited. I took a deep breath and face the mirror once more. My head. Oh, my poor head. I was bleeding from my nose. My lip had split and was emitting a dull throbbing. My eye was black. My nose looked broken. On my forehead my skin had split in a dozen places. They were oozing blood. Tears filled my eyes. I limped over to the medicine cabinet. I started treating my cuts and bruises. When I was finished, I put on a clean shirt and pants. My face still resembled a cut up piece of meat, but the rest of my body had settled to a dull ache. I stood up and left for school. Just before I entered the building, I turned and sent one thought out to the universe.
"why"