'The consciousness of loving and being loved brings comfort and richness to life that nothing can bring'

Oscar Wilde, writer

Pov. Percy

'We do not know if he's going to wake up ...'

'Let's not lose hope ...'

'So this is the boy ...'

'Two months and nothing ...'

'Because all this ...'

' Nothing happens by chance ... '

' He's strong ... '

' My head looked like it would explode at any moment. I did not feel my body what frightened me. I tried to open my eyes at all costs, but they looked like tons. These voices did not leave my head, which did not help and was already irritating me.

I wanted to open my eyes and tell everyone to shut up, but I could not. It was as if something was holding me there, preventing me from doing anything. I could not take it anymore. No one would arrest me, not after everything I've been through. I'm free. I'm going to break free.

I felt as if that force pressed me more and more. But I could always succeed and it would not be that whatever it was that would catch me.

I felt a heavy pressure on my head and the sounds around me became sharper. Now I could hear an annoying beep coming from my left side, but that force still persisted in arresting me. The pressure increased even more, making my head throb in pain even more. But I was going to get it, I was going to get it ... '

I opened my eyes slowly, but automatically I closed it. A strong light blinded me only by making my headache worse. I blinked my eyes quickly until I became accustomed to the light and what I saw frightened me.

I looked around and saw several devices attached to my body. I was in a hospital, the last place I wanted in life. I did not even think twice I got up looking around and stood. This certainly was not very smart, because as my feet touched the ground my legs gave way and I ended up dropping along with the appliances that were nearby and a table with several glass jars.

The noise I made was sure to be heard all over New York. I felt something wet beneath my chest and I sat down with difficulty.

"Dammit," I said softly, seeing that he had cut me with a medicine glass when he fell.

I was still staring at the blood that was already soaking the green sweater I was wearing when I remembered.

I remembered when they burned everything I had, the park, the gray-eyed girl and ... Ethan.

"That miserable one," I thought.

He was still stunned by the fall and the blood that would not stop as the bedroom door opened.

A very pretty woman with familiar brown hair and eyes stared at me as if I were a ghost. I saw that she began to tremble and looked at me wide-eyed. Surely she was afraid. It was not for less, from what I remember everyone looked at me like that thinking that I would steal at the first opportunity.

Ah, gods! - she cried with tears full of eyes

I will not go through this again, I thought the last time I was treated like a dog.

"I'm leaving, you do not have to call the police lady," I said quickly, dragging myself to the door since my legs were still not obeying.

The woman looked at me for a moment as if measuring the words she said and stared at me incredulously.

- Not! Gods, "she said, already approaching me.

I already expected a slap coming from her, she certainly had money, and people always humiliated me first and then do something worse. As she got closer I squirmed against the wall, ignoring the shards of glass that cut through my legs.

That stopped her. She looked at me and her eyes reflected pity and pain. She still stared at me as a solitary tear fell from her eyes.

Seeing that scene made my heart clench, those tears seemed true. But I would not believe it. I've seen a lot of this kind of woman who pretends to have a heart but inside she's a real devil.

"All right, darling," she said, wiping her tears. "You do not trust me, do you?" I can imagine what you've gone through, but do not be like this from now on everything will change, "he added, smiling.

As much as I did not want that smile comforted me like no other in my entire life. It seemed like a real smile that conveyed hope and understanding, even though I did not know what that was, that smile made me feel something I've never felt in my whole life, security.

She still stared at me, smiling openly as she looked down at my chest and saw that she was bleeding.

- No - she ran to my side and crouched up and taking off the sweater I was wearing, this time I did not run

- You cut yourself ugly, gods - she was desperate and seemed really worried about me what made me smile, but not for long, for I knew that they would soon drive me out like an animal from within.

"I'm fine," I said as she looked at me in disbelief. "I have to go ...

" "No! - she screamed what frightened me - you can not go away you are mine ...

Whatever she was going to talk to did not know, because at that moment a tall man with incredible green eyes entered the room, it was when I remembered the couple that saved me from the hands of Ethan and his gang.

"Sally, I'm going to-" He saw me when he saw me.

I was afraid of that look, he looked at me intensely but his eyes showed no emotion. Other than the woman I now knew her name is Sally was very close to me and holds my hand that still had the piece of glass stained with blood.

Now I've died, I thought, he'll surely think I wanted to kill the woman. It's always been like this, they never let me explain anything. Being poor and still living in the street I was always the cause of problems even though I did not do anything.

The man still stared at me intensely but now I could see a glint in his eyes. Just like the one Sally met me, she was no different. First I was incredulous as if I were a green Martian or a baboon doing a tour in Alaska, but that passed quickly. If it were possible, he grinned more than Sally's, but he also died shortly after seeing me bleeding.

"Gods what happened," he said, striding closer.

It's now that I die, I should have left here while I had time, I thought. Surely she was going to say that I tried to kill her just to get rid of that mess.

"He woke Poseidon," she said with a smile, "but I think he tried to stand up and fell, he's still very weak," he added with a frown

. No one has ever, never even missed an opportunity to blame whatever it is on me. She certainly does not know who I am, it can only be that. When she knows for sure I will not want to be here.

"Call Dr. Apollo, Sally." The man I think was the man from Poseidon picked me up and did not even give me time to protest and lay me down on the stretcher. I was shaking. Not from fear but from nervousness. I did not know those people and I did not know what they would do with me. "

" Stay calm kid, "Poseidon said, giving me a smile." You'll be fine and soon we'll go home, "he said, his eyes sparkling with anticipation. Surely he did not know who I was either.

"Sir ..." I started but I was interrupted by him who was looking at me in a fun happy way.

"Call me Poseidon, for now," he added, smiling more than ever what frightened me.

"Err, Poseidon, you must not know that I am, I have no home, parents I live ..."

"Do not worry about it now," he said, laughing, a laugh that seldom heard genuine laughter-you must improve first boy and nothing try to run away again.

That scared me. How did he know? He now looked at me and laughed blatantly at my confusion. But I couldn't help but smile. He sure was cool, unlike the rich snobbish guys I've seen. I just nodded what made him even happier.

"Well," he began, "now that you know my name, may I know yours?"

That was not right. Whenever someone asked my name was to chase me, beat me and humiliate. But he looked different, a nice guy. I think Poseidon noticed my face in fear and then tried to correct it.

"You do not have to tell me if you do not want to just calm down, you're still not well," he said and I could tell he was really worried.

"It's not okay, it's just that ... I ..." I could not make any coherent words. "Perseus, sir, but everyone calls me Percy.

Right now if he wants to beat Ethan just to ask in the streets where Percy was, tongue-in-cheek, I thought.

Poseidon looked at me with eyes glittering with joy but soon turned into a serious expression.

"Listen to Percy, I want to help you, what those boys did was wrong and I want them to pay, but the day they hit you, see who they were. You know who they were.

Poseidon stared at me steadily and there was hatred, a lot of hatred in those eyes. I just did not know if it was Ethan who did this to me or to me. I decided not to say anything, because I might be able to meet him and even be friends with Ethan.

"I do not know ... Poseidon, I've never seen them before.

From the face he made, he noticed that he did not believe my lie but did not insist on what I thanked him mentally.

He smiled again, but now there was fear in his eyes.

"Look, Percy, I need to say something," he said, looking worried. "First, I want you to understand that everything that happened was not our fault. So I ask you to listen to me first, listen to my explanation and then ask me anything, okay?

It did not look like it was going to end well, but curiosity spoke louder. I had confidence in that man as I had never had with anyone, but I did not understand the why.

"All right," I said.

"Jure Percy," he said seriously.

Something warned me that I would regret it, but my curiosity corroded

. I swear,

Poseidon took a deep breath and spoke the last words I expected and would change my life

- You are my son