Story of A Girl Chapter 7
Itaclics mean flashback/memory. Enjoy!
Jocasta's POV
I woke up to see that my mom and I had fallen asleep on the couch. I grabbed my stuff, said goodbye to my mom, and got in the car. While I was in the car, I remembered the conversation last night and it brought back some painful memories from when I was with my dad and step-mom.
"What do you mean your pregnant?!" David Wolff asked his wife.
"What do you mean! We had THAT and I'm pregnant! The doctor says it's a miracle, I'm suppose to be infertile." Elizabeth Wolff informed her husband.
"Aren't you happy? Jocasta has a playmate now. I know she'll be a great big sister. I don't care that she is from before we got married, but she is a good kid." Elizabeth was smiling, hoping her stubborn husband would agree with her.
David looked his wife straight in the eyes and replied coldly,
"I'm not happy. I didn't want Jocasta. She was a mistake. All she is and ever will be is the offspring of a whore. Nothing more, and much less."
With that, he walked out of the room, leaving a stunned Elizabeth behind. Unknowingly to either Elizabeth or David, Jocasta, age 5, understood the whole conversation from the other side of the wall in her room.
"Hey Joe! You in there?" Percy said as he snapped his fingers in front of me. I smirked. Currently I was in the back of the Mrs. Jackson's car, with Mrs. Jackson driver's seat and Percy in the passenger seat.
"Yes Percy, I'm here. Glad you are aware of my existence before your wife comes." I joked. For as long as I have known the two (since I was eight and they were thirteen),
they have always argued like a married couple. So almost everyone at camp refers to them as husband and wife.
"Don't use that tone with me little missy!" Percy said in a mock serious tone. Sadly, since they look after me out of camp, I have been dubbed their child.
"At least I'm not a grandfather already!" Long story short, I became my little sister's and the Stoll twin's 'mother', making Percy and Annabeth their grandparents.
We both began laughing while Mrs. Jackson looked at us like we were crazy.
"I'm not that old...am I?" Mrs. Jackson asked, causing all three of us to laugh our heads off.
The rest of the car ride was full of jokes and eating. I remembered the first time the Jacksons met Nick and Juliette...it was way more chaotic.
"Nick! Juliette! Are you two coming?" Jocasta, age 10, yelled at her adoptive parents.
"Yes, slow down." Nick told Jocasta as they entered the Cake-N-Bake diner.
Today was the day they were going to meet the people who helped raise Jocasta. As they entered the diner, they were met to an odd sight. A black-haired boy, roughly 15, was had chocolate cake with vanilla icing covering his head and some of his face while a blonde haired girl about the same is laughing so hard she is about to fall out of the booth. Mean while, a middle-aged woman simply has her head in her hands, trying to disappear. Nick and Juliette were desperately hoping these weren't the people Jocasta was talking about, but as fate would have it...
"What happened to Percy?" Joe asked as she approached the small group with a huge grin on her face. "Oh my -hahahah- Percy -ha- was *gasp* ordering his food when he stuck his foot out to trip some guy and the cake in the guy's hand ...HAHAHAHAHA!" the blonde haired girl continued laughing, this time with Jocasta sitting next to her in the booth laughing to.
"Ummm, is this a bad time?" Nick asked while he and Juliette stood there awkwardly. The brunette woman looked up and smiled at them.
"Thank goodness! I thought I would go insane before you three got here. Joe, Annabeth. Move in so Joe's parents can sit with us." she said.
After the boy left to clean himself off, Nick and Juliette took the side of the booth the boy was sitting in and decided to try to be friendly to the potentially crazy people.
"Hello, are you Mrs. Jackson?" Juliette asked the brunette woman.
"Yes, yes I am. You two must be Nick and Juliette, Joe talks about you two very often." Mrs. Jackson said.
"I believe I owe you two an apology. My son and Annabeth have pretty odd luck whenever they are together."
"Its ok! I'm assuming your Annabeth?" Juliette asked the blonde haired girl next to her daughter.
"Yup, I'm seaweed brain's best friend." Annabeth replied with a smile.
"That's a lie and you know it!" a brunette boy who looked a little older than Annabeth said rather angrily.
"Also, why didn't you tell me where the Cake-N-Bake was? I want to meet the people who are going to share our special problem?"
"Hey! You love me and you know it!" Jocasta teased, earning a smile from the boy.
"What ever." the boy said as he sat down next to her.
"I thought Percy was supposed to give you the directions? Maybe that's why he got a cake to the face." Annabeth stated before laughing again.
"Really? That happened, like, ten minutes ago! Get over it!" the returning black-haired boy said a little annoyed before sitting down next to Nick.
"Let me get this straight. Your Mrs. Jackson," Nick gestured towards the middle-aged woman, "your Annabeth," he pointed towards her, "you're Percy," gesturing towards the black-haired boy, "and I don't know who you are." Nick stated at the brunette boy.
"Congratulations! You have just won a million dollars for answering the question correctly. Come back next week for the newest episode of 'Who is that'" Percy said in a game show host impression.
"I think I know where Jocasta gets her attitude from." Juliette mumbled to Nick.
"Seriously? You didn't even mention me to them?" the nameless boy asked Jocasta.
"I mentioned you here and there, give me some credit." Joe replied.
"Nick, Juliette, this is Grover."
"Percy's actual best friend. Not an imposter like owl chick over there." Grover stated as if it were a known fact.
"No, I'm his best friend!" Annabeth argued.
"No! Me!"
"Me!"
"Me!"
"Quiet!" Percy interjected before the two were able to start a fist fight.
"You both are my best friends, and it'll stay that way."
On that happy note, they all ordered their drinks and started talking about the times Jocasta had stayed with the four of them. This went on for a good thirty minutes till a question popped up in Juliette's head.
"Sally, I don't mean to be rude. But why does Joe stay with you for three months? I think that's a tad of an over kill for a visit." the table became quiet due to that question and Juliette began to wonder if she struck a nerve.
"You mean...Joe hasn't told you guys yet?" Grover asked nervously.
"I've been getting to it...I've been...busy...for the past year or two..." Joe stated nervously.
"Joe, what aren't you telling us?" Nick asked.
"They are going to find out sooner or later. Best to do it while you have support and proof." Annabeth said comfortably.
"Fine! Ok, don't think I'm crazy or anything...but you guys know the Greek gods, from like mythology and stuff?" Joe asked.
"Yes." Nick said
"Well, it isn't exactly mythology. Those myths..are real. The gods and goddesses are real. Those monsters are real."
"Ok..." Nick said a little confused.
"The gods still come down here, to the mortal realm, and well...knock chicks up or get knocked up themselves. So, yeah, they still have kids from time to time." Joe said,
getting more and more relieved as she told them the truth.
"Go on." Juliette said.
"I...am...one of those kids. We are called demigods. Percy and Annabeth are too."
The table was silent for a minute till Juliette spoke up,
"Joe, we still care about you even though we are a little concerned about your emotional and mental health. Is this your way of telling us about a traumatic childhood experience? We can let you see a doctor. Let us help you. Percy and Annabeth, why are you two encouraging this delusion? Are you two experiencing it too?"
"Mom! I'm not lying! It's the truth. I now know how Dad feels when he told you the truth about being a Grimm!" Jocasta said before realizing what she said.
"How do you know I'm a Grimm?" Nick questioned his daughter.
"Well, you see. The Mist helps hide the wesen so mortals can't see them. Grimms have the ability to see through the Mist. I knew about Aunt Rosalee and Uncle Monroe not being mortal from the first time I saw them. I didn't know what they were at first, but I followed you one day to the trailer and, well, I read the books." Joe admitted guiltily.
"Monroe is a blutbad and Rosalee is a fuchsbau. Does that prove to you two I'm not crazy? Or do I need to bring out my knives?"
"When did you get knives?" Juliette asked obviously alarmed that her ten-year old daughter owned such things.
"You see, demigods attract monsters. We need a way to defend ourselves. So for three months of the year, I go to a place called Camp Half-Blood where demigods can learn to fight and train and just hang out with each other. Annie over here uses just a knife, I use two knives, Percy uses a sword, and Grover uses a flute." Joe told them.
"On the topic of Grover, how does he fit into all of this?" Nick asked, staring at Grover.
"Since monsters and the Greek gods exist, it's only fitting that nymphs and satyrs should. Grover is a satyr and is Percy's protector." Annabeth explained. Meanwhile, Grover had taken out a tin can and was chewing on it nervously.
"Please tell me you two believe me!" Joe begged her parents.
"Given the evidence, it's a little hard not to. Two more questions. Who are Percy's and Annabeth's godly parents?" Juliette asked, now believing her daughter.
"Really? I thought our nickname's would have given it away. I'm the daughter of Athena and seaweed brain is the son of Poseidon." Annabeth informed them.
"Okay, then. Who is your godly parent Joe?" Nick asked.
All he was ment with was a smile and a laugh.
"That'll be another story for another day."
I still haven't' told them who my mother was. I always found it fun to mess with them about it. Nick and Juliette agreed that we shouldn't tell anybody about this, not even Monroe and Rosalee. It would be our little secret. The only people who know who my mother is are everybody at Camp Half-Blood. We started using the guessing game to mess with the new comers. Try to guess Joe's mom and if your right, she bakes you anything you want. That was how the game went. Seriously, the answer to the question is in the rules. Not even a child of Athena has been able to get that one right.
After so many boring hours in the car, we finally reached Annabeth's house. We decided to stay the night since it would take forever to take drive all of the way back to Long Island. I can't wait to see everybody again at Camp Half-Blood! I wonder how my garden is doing?
Sorry about the late post. I finally got over strep throat and a fever. Thank you all so much for reading. I own nothing except for Jocasta. Everything belongs to their respected owners. Also sorry about not having her go to Camp Half-Blood in this chapter, she will next chapter. I want to thank Meepmeep123 and WolfScale3857 for pointing out my plot flaws (That's why I need you people! You help me figure out how to have the story make sense. That's right, you are all wanted!). For those of you following My Husband: TV Show Host, Father, and Moron, there may not be a chapter this week either since I'm getting over the strep and fever. Please check out my newest story How Are Ya Batsy? , it's hilarious and it will make you laugh (hopefully). Try and guess who Joe's mother is! I left some clues for you in the story. Again thank you all so much for reading my stories!
Have a Nice Day! :D