Keeping Quiet (Percy Jackson)

Chapter Six

Percy Jackson

Zeus really just can't understand the fact that I don't want to be a god.

Like, I told him no. I insisited that I won't do it. I've seen the difference in somebody becoming immortal and I won't do it.

I won't leave my family and my friends and my boyfriend like that.

After that, they left, no longer having any good points to try to persuade me into listening to them or play into their hands or whatever.

"Hey, Percy, wh—"

"I don't have the patience to have a conversation with you right now," I told my bio dad. "The other three have left, you should go catch up with them."

So he does as I requested and with Mom taking care of Estelle in her room and Paul being on the phone by the looks of things, I was...

Not alone.

Why the hell are other mortals here right now?

Furthermore, it's a couple of my friends, my boyfriend, his mom (she's a teacher so I guess) and the teacher who's class I had that episode in today, Mr. Thine.

I fucking hate it here.

"H— hi." I didn't know how long they've been here, though, because of course my ADHD only let me focus on one thing at a time and that had been the gods being here. "i uh... I'm sorry. That you had to... See however much of that that you did. What brings you all here?"

"We just wanted to make sure you were okay after leaving early," Basil assured me, which was nice to hear but it wasn't a great time. "um..."

"Was that your dad that just left?" It was Remington that had the nerve to ask about it. "the dude who was not dressed for the season? At all?"

Shit shit shit shit shit.

Fuck me, I guess.

"I mean... Yeah," I couldn't just lie now, though. It's the gods faults for being here and like... Wanting to talk business even after the mortals arrived because they definitely would've noticed. "That would be him. We uh... We don't really talk much, which is why you don't hear about him much. Uh... Yeah. Do you... Do you guys want something to drink?"

They did take something to drink.

I think when Thine, the teachers who's class I had my anxiety attack in today, asked for water, I think he expected me to use my powers to get it.

he almost seemed let down when I gave him water just from the sink.

"So your dad... I mean, you two do look a lot alike." Basil remarked, which was true.

So I nodded my head.

"Yeah, we do," I agreed.

"He looked nice at least," Mattheo's mom remarked. "I know you guys don't talk much, but still."

I shrugged.

"He's not argumentative or anything," I sort of agreed. "i wouldn't call him a good person, but he's not mean, yeah... Sorry, I never really know what to say about him. We talk like maybe a couple times a year and it's never for long and like... Yeah. I like Paul better than him."

Of course that had Thine's attention because while the myth is 90% accurate, it's altered a little because they didn't know my internal monologue or reasoning for what I did.

They assumed I went on that quest to restore the bolt, not because I just wanted my mom back. So that's what's written, and it's wrong.

The gods released the version of me that people assume exist. The selfless, proud demigod.