Author's note:
So this story idea is based off some things that have been going on in my own life lately. That's really where this came from. Character may be OOC. Sorry. Also, I've never finished Trials of Apollo but I know Percy has a little sibling so in this story, it's a girl, and I'm making up her name. Sorry if it's wrong.
DWPJ
Warning for suicidal thoughts, selfharm, possible suicide attempt.
Chapter 1
Too much pain
Percy's green eyes were filled with tears which were falling down his cheeks. He stared at the blood on his wrist in horror, as he backed up, and hit the closed and locked bathroom door. Trembling, he dropped to the ground, the knife sliding out of his grasp, and hitting the ground with a dull thunk.
"Oh Gods," he whispered, both of his hands dropping limply into his lap. 'Oh God, no. I swore...I swore I was going to stop. Ten years. I went ten years…"
The gentle rap on the door a few seconds later is what made Percy jump, and almost cry out in shock.
"Percy?" Annabeth called softly. "Are you okay?"
Percy quickly scrambled to his feet, turning on the cold water, and running the water over his cuts. Just as he expected, the cuts closed up, and he was healed. But not entirely. The knife was Annabeth's Celestial bronze dagger. He'd never heal. Not completely. And anyway, he'd been broken for years. Nothing could help him.
"Yeah," he finally called, drying off his wrist, and face before opening the bathroom door, pasting a fake smile on his face. "Yeah, I'm fine. Why?"
Annabeth gave him a skeptical look, and Percy could almost feel his wrist pulsing at the sight where he had cut himself.
"So you're mom was hoping we could come over. Christmas Eve and everything. Do you want to? You look kind of pale, and I know you haven't been feeling well lately."
Percy shook his head, and turned the bathroom light off, making his way into the living room. He and Annabeth were eighteen years old, and were living on their own a few blocks away from Sally and Paul, and Percy's little sister, Anna.
"Yeah, that's a great idea!" he agreed all too quickly. "I'd love to visit them."
"Okay," Annabeth nodded slowly. "I have to make a quick phone call, then I'll meet you in the car, okay?"
"Alright. Do we need to pack anything?" Percy asked, as he began hunting for his car keys. Annabeth laughed, handing him what he was looking for.
"No, it's all in the trunk. I packed last night."
"Alright, great!" Percy continued smiling, and trying to hide the fact that he was anything but okay. "Go make your phone call, and I'll meet you in the car."
Annabeth waited until Percy walked out the door to pull out her phone that Lep had made for er, quickly dialing Sally Blofis's home number.
"Annabeth, is he coming?" Sally answered.
"Yeah, we are," Annabeth answered. "Who all's there? Remember, Percy doesn't know we know, and we don't want to overwhelm him."
"I know, I know," Sally agreed quickly. "Well, I'm here, Paul's here, Anna, Thalia, Jason, Nico, Will, Piper, Leo. Calypso...oh this might be too many. Grover's here too. So are Poseidon and Chiron."
"Sally, you're worried," Annabeth said gently. "And yes, it's a lot, but if Percy can see we all love him...maybe he'll stop."
"I hope so," Sally said quietly. "What set him off this time?"
Annabeth sighed, grabbing her purse, and making her way for the door.
"I don't know," she answered honestly. "I hope we can find out tonight."
"I'll see you two soon dear," Sally said, before hanging up. Annabeth took a shuddering breath, as she placed her phone in her purse, and slid into the passenger seat.
"Reay?" Percy asked, smiling. Even though he tried to hide it, Annabeth could see something almost dead behind his eyes. Discreetly, she shifted her gaze to his wrist. No scars. No proof. Shaking her head, Annabeth returned his fake smile with one of her own.
"Yeah," she answered as he pulled out of the driveway. "Of course."
"Great!" Percy said. "Then let's go see my mom."
I hope you guys enjoyed this. Please review and have a great Holiday for whatever your holiday is.