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As much as I hate reading and writing OC POVs it has to be done.

Charlotte POV

I looked down at my arm, a large bruise was forming. I then looked into the mirror to see my normally beautiful face replaced by an ugly puffy lip and black eye with almost looked yellow.

I started scratching my arms thinking about what a worthless bitch Annabeth Chase was. that seemed to somehow take the pain from my injuries away. I was satisfied with the final result and went downstairs and sat on the couch to wait for Percy to show up. I put an ice pack on my head as the cherry on top.

Percy would finally realize Annabeth is crazy and that he shouldn't get back together with her. It pained me to even think of them as a couple. Ugh, why was I even thinking like this? I hate Percy, he's my fucking ex husband.

The small cat brushed against my legs purring. At least someone liked me. "Char?" Percy's all too familiar voice called.

I tried my best to make my voice crack. "I'm over here."

As he noticed me, his eyes grew large, "You don't look too good. What happened?" genuine concern.. Nice.

I stared to cry. Years of being involved in theater truly did have its perks. "It's Annabeth! She came over here telling me to cut all of my connections with you off. A-and s-she hurt me, Percy!"

I couldn't tell whether he believed me or not. He didn't say anything at all. He just stared at me, taking in my bruises and scratches. He leaned over and pressed on my lip. "Ouch!" I screeched. It really did hurt.

"that's not makeup." I said quietly. "I don't know whether to believe you or not. I know Annabeth wouldn't do this. But who did?"

"She's psycho! I swear!" Hot tears of frustration poured down my cheeks. This was a last resort and it wasn't working. I needed to find a way to break them up.

He hung his head, "Please Char. I trust that girl with my life.. She wouldn't hurt you." Ugh. What was so great about that blonde braniac anyway? so what if she was like a honors student and like had a good job!? What ever the hell she did..

"I need to go to the bathroom. lily will be home soon." I stormed off to the bathroom, actually crying. I looked at my disheveled appearance. I looked like I'd been through hell and back. And basically I had.. The bruises, the cuts, they brought back painful memories. I sobbed into a towel. I was having a deja vu moment.. I'd been here before, I'd felt the same aching and worthless feeling before.

flashback..

"Charlotte!" My father screamed from downstairs. I shut my eyes tight not wanting to go back down. After my mother went back to work full time I was left there for 3 hours with him. I had to cook and do a few chores. That wasn't necessarily the bad part.. What I couldn't stand was my dad.

"C-coming." I quickly scampered down the steps obeying to his command, fearful for what he wanted.

He glared at me dead in the eyes. I gulped. "You burnt the garlic bread." He slammed his fist down on the table. "Make it again!"

"It's not that bad, dad. It's not really worth-" His face was growing red and he stood up and raised his voice. I hated it when he yelled. Sometimes the yelling was worse than the hitting. "It's not worth it!? I said it's worth so it's damn worth it!"

I mumbled a small yes. "What was that? Are you saying something nasty?" He grabbed my arm and a large lump formed in my throat. Don't cry Charlotte. not this time, you're stronger than this. "Dad, you're h-hurting me." Like he cared about my feelings anyways.

He tightened his grip, "You think you're so important. Well newsflash for you, I'm the one who's in charge! I pay to have you go to school, I buy you food and shelter and-"

"Have you been drinking again?" Tears were blurring my vision. It was that horrible stage where you willed yourself not to cry but you're just waiting for whern the dam breaks and the tears start to flow.

He grabbed me by the collar and held me up against the wall. I heard the door open. Mom. Please. "Don't accuse me a anything!" I braced myself knowing what was coming next. A punch to the face. The dam then finally broke. "Mom!" I screamed as he did again. She had to know what was happening!

"Shut up you little bitch!" Like the young 12 year old girl I was, I screamed for my mom to save me. But she stood there watching me take his abuse, unable to defend myself.

"Mom!" I wailed. "Shut up!" He yelled and dropped me back to the floor. I lied like a crumpled piece of paper on the floor, wanting to just die right then and there.

"Mom! You know he hurts me! But you just stand there and do nothing!" He turned around and gave me one last kick in the stomach. I still cried, and I wasn't going to stop anytime soon.

End of flashback.

I hated my dad. I hated everything he ever did to me. He ruined me. He ruined everything.

Percy knocked on the door, "Lily's here. Should I just take her now."

"yeah." I cried.

"Char. I hope you're okay." He asked tenderly.

Makeup ran down my ugly face. "I'm fine." I stammered. It was the biggest lie, and the biggest cry for help.

Poor Charlotte :'( Can we have a little sympathy for her? a little?

Review and i'll update quicker. School's starting soon and ugh. I probably won't update till sept sorry. But I have a school camping trip they do every year and I still have to finish my hw before school starts. js prep school's suck they expect so much from you,

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