Chapter 2
Jason's POV
I have no clue what made me agree to follow around this boy from my group therapy session. Maybe it has something to do with his Raven black hair or his big sea green eyes that make him look like a baby seal and pornstar at the same time. The boy knows he's gorgeous, and he's right.
"So, Percy, where are you taking me?" I ask, smirking at the boy who looks like he's got a shiny new toy to play with.
"Oh! It's this pizza place my mom used to take me to before my stepdad came along, it's got the best pepperoni pizza in the state." He sighs at the memory and pulls me along.
"Why doesn't your mom take you there anymore? And what does your stepdad have to do with going out for pizza?" I follow him, kind of confused.
" uhm, my step-dad was really controlling, and abusive so pizza was OUT of the question. And my mom stopped taking me to protect us, but….she doesn't take me anymore because my step dad beat her to death six months ago." The beautiful boy said, stopping in his tracks and staring at the ground.
"Oh, I'm sorry Percy. I uh, I can't relate that well to you. Are situations aren't that similar." I tell him, rubbing his shoulder trying to be soothing.
"It's , it's ok, just don't say anything to the group, I take pride in the fact that my story hasn't been outed yet and I want to keep it that way." He looks up at me and keeps walking.
"Of course Percy, it really isn't my place to tell people your story." I follow him and we enter the small pizza place. I sit opposite my new friend in a booth for two in the corner of the place, he orders two cokes and a medium pepperoni pizza for the two of us and smiles at me.
"So, superman, what do you think of the place?" He smirks at his not-so-clever nickname for me.
"It's nice, quiet, calm, and quite aways away from my foster home." He nods
"This is the first of many hangouts that we will be visiting together, now the question is, are these just us hanging out? Or can these be counted as dates?" He smiles nervously and hopefully at me. I stir my straw in my drink and smile.
" uh, I guess we can consider this a first date." I look at him to see his face light up.
"AWESOME. Now, tell me more about yourself."he takes a drink of his soda.
"Well, my last name is Grace, just so you know. I will be going to a high school here in the city. I had an older sister. And my story….uh, I was raised in the foster system after my mom died. And they were pretty much my parents, and we were robbed and I had to watch them be slaughtered. They think I'm unstable, and I loved my family but I'm not as destroyed as they think I am. That probably makes me a freak, sorry." I look down at the table, avoiding your eyes when you take my hand in yours.
"Everyone grieves differently, and at different times Jason, I'm not gonna pressure you into sadness. That's not my place, I just hope you'll let me be there when you do start grieving." He smiles at me sympathetically. I nod in agreement.
" I'd like that." Our pizza eyes there and we eat quietly. Just enjoying the others company…..
This is chapter 2! i know theyre short, but there are going to be many of them so i hope that helps!
