I do not own Twilight or Percy Jackson

Laney

Two hours before we were supposed to leave an argument had been started. Mom and Gabe were arguing about one of two things, us or money and sometimes both at the same time. Percy and I had our ears pressed to the door to listen.

"You need to get that deposited back, we've got bills to pay. You can't go off to school and work." Gabe told her in a loud raspy voice.

"But you said last month there was enough left over, I – I've already paid and I don't think I can get it back." Sally said in a lower voice.

"Mom was supposed to go back to school." Percy quietly gasped with wide eyes. We both knew she wanted to, to become a writer.

"Why does he do that? Always change his mind like that." I asked him quietly.

He shrugged and then we went silent again to listen some more.

"How're you gonna pay for all those books? They ain't cheap and I'm not givin you anything." Gabe had lost some more money while gambling and since he didn't have the money yet, he needed the couple hundred she had used for school to pay it off.

Sally stayed quiet for a few more minutes, she didn't want to tell him she had been saving up in secret since she knew he would take it.

"I was going to work more hours this summer so I could have a couple extra hundred for when I had to get the books." Laney reached for the door so they could watch what was going on out there but was stopped by Percy.

"What are you doing?" He hissed.

"You know she said we have to stay in here and keep the door closed if they're fighting." I looked down and nodded.

"I know, I just wanted to see what they were doing." He let out a small sigh and frowned.

"We'll be gone for the weekend soon with just her, let's try to stay out of trouble until then, okay." I nodded in response and we went back to being quiet.

"You hiding money from me? If you are I'll find out." Gabe snapped at her.

"N – No of course not." He had caught her lie and smacked her across the face.

Sally gasped and put her hand on her cheek, she was used to the abuse. It didn't happen often and she had begun to endure it for her children, his stench kept them safe while they were here and she would do anything to keep them safe. The two of us only continued to listen, since we couldn't see what was going on we were confused by the silence until we could clearly hear a physical fight going on. We shared a panicked look and stood up, now it was my turn to make sure he didn't open the door.

"What if we make it worse?" I asked him.

He was clearly angry, he always let his emotions show clear on his face like that.

"We're supposed to sit here and listen and let him hurt her then?" I shook my head.

"No, of course not but maybe a neighbor will let us use their phone to call the cops," I suggested.

Our room had a fire escape in it, it was the only way we'd be able to get out.

"Alright." He agreed.

So I'm a little stuck, any ideas? I'll give ya a shout out in the next chappie if I use your idea!