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Real, not perfect (Jason Grace)

Y/n's POV
This mentions depression/hurting oneself. If this is a sensitive topic, I urge you to skip.

Ugh! I thought, I know that I'm not the best with a freaking sword, but he doesn't have to shame me for it! I was mentally cussing out my trainer, Caleb, when I bumped into somebody.

"Oh my gosh! I'm so sorry!" I immediately started to apologize , "I should've been looking where I was going!"

I looked down at the person I knocked over, and swore. Prater Jason! Crap, I am so dead!

"No, no. It's alright. I should've been looking too." He said, "And, didn't your parents ever tell you that swearing is rude?"

I looked down at the ground, remembering the last thing my mother ever said to me...

"I HATE YOU! IT'S ALL YOUR FAULT THAT YOUR FATHER LEFT ME! IF IT WASN'T FOR YOU, HE WOULD STILL BE WITH ME!" ...

And that was the last time I ever saw her. That reason being, I ran away later that night when I was supposed to be in bed asleep.

"Hey," Prater Jason suddenly said, "I've never seen you around before. What's your name?"

I blinked. No one had asked me that before... "O-oh, its... uhhh... Y/n. My name is Y/n L/n. And I already know who you are. You're Prater Jason."

"Cool. So, are you new?"

"Yeah. I just arrived yesterday."

He arched an eyebrow, "Then why didn't I see you in the mess hall?"

I looked him straight in the eye, and said, "I'm anti-social. Thus, I just didn't want to be around people."

Okay, so maybe it was a lie. I mean, it wasn't completely lying. I am anti-social, I was just... busy.

"Okay... So, will I see you around?"

I smiled, "Maybe. You just have to be in the right place at the right time."

Three weeks later...

I have been at camp Jupiter for 3 weeks now, and still can't handle a sword properly. Of course, Caleb wasn't much help. And, I found out that my Apollo, my father, had told my mother where I had been all this time. You wanna know how I found out? One day, while I was doing my chores, Prater Reyna came up time and handed me a letter. It read;

Dear Y/n,
I hope you're happy! I sure am. Now that I have you gone, I don't have to look after you, and I can do ANYTHING I WANT! Also, HOW COULD YOU!? I RAISED YOU, AND YOU JUST LEAVE ME LIKE THAT? I HOPE YOU'RE HAPPY!

Goodbye forever, and never come back,
Mother.

I dropped the note, and ran. I didn't know where I was going, I JUST ran until I couldn't anymore. Turns out, I ran all the way to the Apollo temple.

Later that night, I did go to dinner, only to keep Jason happy. I hadn't gone to dinner for the past... lemme think... 3 days. I didn't eat much, but just enough to get Jason to stop watching me eat. Creepy...

After I ate dinner, I went to the second cohort barracks, and grabbed a blade. I walked to the little tiber, after making sure that everyone was asleep.

Once there, I sat down at the shore, and took out the blade.

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I started to litter my skin with cut marks. I made sure that I didn't hit a vane, because I didn't want to die just yet. I had done this last night, so I still had marks on my arm. I accidentally hit an almost heals scar, and cried out in pain. Little did I know, I wasn't the only person awake at this time...

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Jason POV

I was walking to the little tiber because I couldn't sleep, and fresh air usually helps. I was about six feet away, when I heard a cry of pain. Instead of freaking out (cause it sounded familiar), I rode up onto the sky, and flew over. That's when I saw it. I saw Y/n, with a blade in her hand, cutting herself. I landed into the river, splashing her and making her distracted. All though it only lasted for a brief moment, that was all I needed to take the blade from her hand.

Back to Y/n's POV

I looked at the person who splashed me, stunned. Then I got a good look at his face

Is it... No. It can't be.

"J-Jason? Is that y-you?"

"Yeah, it's me." He confirmed, in a firm yet comforting voice, "Y/n, what are you doing? Why are you hurting yourself?"

I lunged at him, not knocking him over this time, and wrapped my arms around his neck. I started sobbing. "Sh sh shhh." He patted my back in an attempt to calm me down, " Its alright. Let it all out."

After a good five minutes, I stopped crying, and let go of Jason, who had flown us into dry land. "I-i'm so sorry, Jason. It's just, my mother hates me, and she wants me to die, and I can't use a sword perfectly, and Caleb keeps telling at me for it. I just finally had enough of it. I figured, 'Well, no one cares about me, so why should I still be in the earth?'-"

He cut me off by kissing me. When he pulled away, he said, "Sorry. That was the only way to shut you up."

I looked up at him, "Jason, why can't I bet perfect?"

He looked down at me, "Y/n... no one is perfect. Everyone has their flaws. Even me. Even Reyna. See, you where born to be real. Not perfect."

I looked up at him grateful, "Hey Jason?"

"Yes, Y/n?"

"Sense you kissed me, does that mean we're a couple?"

He kissed me again, and I immediately responded. He smirked at me, "Does that answer your question?"

I nodded my head. "Good. Now, let's go bandage your arms up."

A/n

Hey, guys and gals! So, this one had a lot of meaning behind it. I just wanted to say, nobody, No matter who they are, in perfect. And it's my belief, that technically, we are all perfect in out own way. And if this has happened to you, please, tell me. I want to help you get over anything and everything. If you're feeling like you have the weight of the world on your shoulders, just remember that there is someone out there who cares and loved you for who you are one the inside, and not on the outside.

I cried while writing g this one, and I think that's because I have two this way before. I have indeed felt like I'm not good enough. But then I remembered what someone named Min Yoongi told me;

You were born to be real, not perfect.

And yes, I saved that. If you wanna know about him, he is a South Korean rapper, and SUGA from BTS. (man, I love them!) Always remember to love yourself!

Fighting to my fellow ARMY's, and good day/night to everyone!

With lots of love,
Lee.