Letting it be known that this chapter will have self harm in it. In no way, shape, or form do I encourage it. In fact, if I find out that you self harm, I will eat you.
(Percy's POV)
I couldn't let her go back to her dad's place. She said he whips her. He is going to get it. But for now, Piper can hide in my room.
We crawl back to my room and she goes to my bed. "Thanks Percy. I really appreciate it."
I sit down beside her after making sure Gabe is passed out. I take her hand in mine and can't help marvel about how nicely her hand fits with mine. Like we were made for each other. "I will always be there for you Piper. Always."
"Percy. Dinner. Come on hun." My mon is calling me. "Gotta go. I'll be back."
(Piper's POV)
My phone buzzes. 'Hey slut. Are you over at Pissy's house. You know he is only with you from pity.'
Drew, as usual. I can't find out how she keeps getting my number. Ignore it, Piper.
'To scared of the truth, whore? Afraid I'll blab your secret? He already hates you. Why don't you just kill yourself? Nobody wants you.'
She's right. Percy probably didn't mean it. He's probably wishing I had drowned. I should end it. Nobody loves me.
I walked over to Percy's dresser and find a pen, paper and his Swiss army knife. 'Percy, I'm sorry, but I have to do this. Thanks for giving me the best time ever. I'm sorry.
Love, Piper.'
I climb out the window and up to the roof. Maybe I could jump. Maybe bleed to death. Maybe both. I open the knife and slowly drag it across my wrist.
