a short chapter for my return to this story. not like anyone reads this story but still
Percy
Percy had woken up really early so he decided to go to the gym. He looked down and saw his phone was cracked. So it looks like he needed to go to the store too. He looked around the living room and saw everyone still asleep.
He grabbed his keys and walked out of the door with quite a few thoughts ruining through his head most of them consisting of weather or not the choice to kiss for was the right one. sure he had wanted to do it for a long time but he had also not even asked her. He went downstairs and got in his car. on his way there he began to think about the times when he had been hurt before. there was one time where he dated a girl named Mya and they were always there for each other and they did everything together. one day she just stopped talking to him there was no warning it just happened. he can still remember waking in and seeing her and his best friend together. he had wanted to tell her how much he loved her and how much he needed her. that was the first time percy was broken and it wasn't the last either. the worst one came when he had dated this girl ask the way from 6th grade to 10 grade he had done everything for her he posted her bills he helped did anything she needed. if she called her was there. he can still remember their last conversation. "you don't have a purpose and there is nothing about you that I like." she had said "but I did everything you asked I was practically your slave." he said to her "you are nothing more than a distraction and you know what happens to distractions they become useless and unnecessary. you are a burn and I don't want to deal with you anymore. you weren't never anything more to me then a tool." he hasn't even bother to respond that time. "you serve no purpose and you might as well just die or something because none likes you. percy had taken her advice they day and when he got home he grabbed a knife he cut himself but the pain had felt so good that he did it again and again. he doesn't over time learned his limits and he learned to ignore them. he had nearly died that night his mom found him in his room helping the bloody knife on his arm he had cut the word useless. percy shook his head away from that memory and turned the car on. percy had tried to kill himself multiple times after the first time. he may not show it but he still thinks about it. one he felt like he was ok again he started his car and drove down the street.
percy had gotten his phone fixed as more memories went through his head he thought back to the time when his old step dad used to beat him. it started off with just his hand. there were a few sleeps here and there but when percy turned 7 he changed to a belt. when percy turned 8 his step father had bought a whip and used it against him his mother had begged him to stop but one day while trying to protect percy she was hit. percy stacked his step father. while the attacks did nothing his step father decided it was a good reason to try knives. that night percy swore to never let anyone get hurt because of him. when percy turned twelve he finally decided to get his step father arrested. the cops had all the proof they needed the moment they day the rest in his eyes when one of them raised their hand to give him a high five and percy flinched and covered his face saying "please don't hit me" have was arrested and Percy and his mom were safe. they moved so that way the man would never find him again. looking back at it percy could have helped more of he had just said something to someone sooner. even now years later he still gives when someone raised their hand by him.
we got a small glimpse into Percy's past. sorry for not updating in like over a year there have just been things going on in back in school so I have test I'm battling depression. I don't think anyone reads this story but it's here it you do. so leave a review because that would really help a lot thanks