Percy
Percy groaned as he woke up. He groggily picked himself up from the floor - still dazed from the blows he received from his step-father, Gabe. Slowly, he leaned against the wall, waiting patiently for his headache to fade.
He winced as he stood. His left side throbbed. He warily pulled his shirt up and grimaced when he saw another huge bruise forming.
He glanced at the clock nailed at the wall and saw that it is already a quarter past 8 o'clock PM - meaning, his mom is on her way home. Correction, his mom is on her way back to hell.
He carefully trudged past the sofa, where his bastard-of-a-step-father rests his drunk and lazy ass off.
He decided to check his self out for any visible injury. He silently crept towards his room. He shut his eyes close as the lights flicked on.
He carefully walked to his full-body mirror and examined his face. He could see no visible bruises which is good. He took his shirt off to see more of his bruises - one his left side, one his back and another on his right forearm.
The one that worried him the most is his right forearm. He could easily hide the bruises at his side and his back by simply wearing a shirt. However, the one on his forearm is another case. He could hide it with his hoodie but it would be wuite suspicious, especially now - mid-June in New York where it is summer and summer is equal to heat, therefore, hoodies are suspicious.
He paced around his room, trying to look for a solution when see saw his duffle bag - where his belongings for his vacation are. He remembered what his mom told him two weeks ago. He remembered why he was so happy these past two weeks. He remembered why he would be Gabe-free for two weeks. He would be on a vacation with his mom for two weeks.
Or that was what his mom told Gabe.
His mom never told Gabe their plan. His mom, Sally, told Gabe that she would take Percy with her on a summer vacation at Montauk sponsored by the company she's working with.
Gabe was reluctant at first, knowing that without Sally or Percy, no one would cook him lunch nor dinner. He only agreed when Sally told him that she already contacted someone that would offer him meals that Sally already paid.
They never told Gabe that they would leave him for good. They never told him that they won't be going to Montauk. They never told him that NYPD would be the one offering him meals as he stayed at his prison cell.
Percy is ecstatic as of the moment. He ignored the dull ache of his bruises as he silently cried.
He barely had any good memories back here in New York - not at home nor school. He would never miss anyont back at school - he was barely noticed back there. Heck, he barely made friends back at school. His best friend, Grover, had already graduated high school and is currently pursuing a degree in Environmental Studies at Yale University.
He took his shirt back on as he laid his self at his bed. A small smile formed on his lips as he slowly drifted off to sleep.
Finally, his years of sufferring will end.
16-year-old Percy Jackson and 35-year-old Sally Jackson would finally be free.
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AN: Chapters won't be this short. This is only the introduction. Any thought? Review please! Thank you!