Second chapter, no one has read this story yet...
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Percy...
I hate him.
He let my sister die. He broke a promise. He broke the promise. He broke the promise that mattered most to me.
I hate him. I hate all of him. Every single part of him.
Then why do I love him?
Why is he even a option? He should not be an option.
He should be on my list of top hated people.
Yet, somehow he's on my favorite list.
And I hate him for that.
I hate Percy for being that person that everyone can't help but like.
I hate him for being perfect.
He doesn't even see me. He doesn't know of my internal struggle.
I'm just that emo kid in the corner everyone should avoid.
I'm the complete opposite of .
And I know he doesn't even care.
He's living the good life, while I'm drowning in waters of darkness.
But you get used to it.
Once you've reached your pain limit, everything else is numb.
I remember watching Percy and Annabeth from a distance, barely holding back my jealousy.
Over the years I became more and more distant.
Until I was so far from everyone, that no one knew me.
I don't even know myself.
I can feel myself falling apart, and no one is there to put me back together.
Being alone gives me too much time to think.
I can run away from people, but I can't run away from my mind.
I've lost all my hope of one day being loved for who I am, what I am.
But it's hard to be optimistic when you find fault in everything in the world.