Percy's Diary

Eliot Summers

A 16 year old boy was laying on his bed, eyes closed and arms behind his head, the rock music on high volume even if his mom had asked him to turn it down. He was relaxed and almost fell asleep, but just when he was going into the dreamworld he heard a loud knock on his window, he almost jumped out of bed but then he saw the red curls. He turned the music down a little and opened the window for his friend and ruffled his hair, Percy slapped his hand away and climbed into his room.

-Don't touch me right now Eliot' Percy snapped, not really looking at him.

-Who took a piss in your cheerios this morning?' He asked with a laugh.

-My brother's did!' He snapped his head towards his friend then back turned off the radio to change the CD. Eliot rolled his eyes not even wanting to guess what his brother's (Probably the twins) did.

-What did they do this time?' Eliot walked up to him, taking his CD's from him so Percy could talk to him, looking at him like a normal person. But Percy just walked to his closet for clothes so he can change from his brother's hand-me-downs. He picked up a 'The Black Keys' hoodie and a pair of black pants. He started to strip off his clothes when he answered Eliot's question.

-The twins found my diary, read it and gave it to Bill' Eliot could see where this was going. He waited for Percy to continue but he got quiet, when he had put in Eliot's pants he was about to put on the hoodie but he just stood there.

-And now Bill knows about Smith' He said before the tears started to run down his cheeks quietly. Eliot stood there for a second, Percy was the type that never cared about if people knew, of course that didn't mean that he walked around talking about it but if someone found out he never cared. When he found out about it Percy had said it like it was the most normal thing in the world. And yet here he stood, crying and doing his best not to sob.

It both confused Eliot about how Bill had reacted and broke his heart, but he didn't know what to do, Percy had never cried in front of him before. Should he ask more? Should he hug him? Or should he just let him cry? He didn't need to think about it for long before Percy walked to him asking to be held.

-Can you hold me?' He was quiet and he didn't look him in the eyes. Eliot was 5,10 so he was a little taller than Percy, he was also strong enough to pick him up so he did and carried him to his bed to lay down. Percy brought his arms around his torso and buried his face in his chest and sobbed his shirt wet. Eliot held him tight to him, even if it broke him that Percy was this broken right now he enjoyed being this close to Percy. They usually would just sit down listening to music and smoke or drink, and usually their other friends were with them. But now he and Percy were laying in his bed tangled together tightly, he wished that they could do this more often without tears.

He wanted to ask questions but he wanted to wait until Percy had stopped crying, after 10 minutes he had stopped shaking and was now just holding him.

-What happened?'

-He never cared'

-What do you mean?'

-We started to talk about when I was little and cried in the mornings and he had to carry me to school, and about how I would sometimes limp on our way back.

He never noticed that maybe something was wrong, he just thought I was annoying. He never even cares enough about me to notice that I have been sneaking out and being gone for days. No one did. No one cares.'

Eliot didn't know what to say, he wanted to kill the Weasley's for treating him this way, he wanted to tell Percy that he didn't deserve the family he has, he wanted to just continue hugging him and to make sure that Percy knows that he cares about him, he wanted for Percy to have a good and loving family. But he didn't know what to do, he knew what he wanted to do, but he didn't know what to do.

He decided to hug him a little tighter and buried his face in Percy's locks, they laid like that until Percy lifted his head to look up at Eliot, he looked down at Percy. He wanted to do something more to comfort him than just hugging him, but he didn't know what he should say, or even if he should say something. He decided to give Percy a kiss on his forehead, after that he didn't look at him with the same sad look, now his face was more relaxed. They didn't say anything, they just laid on a bed hugging each other, it was peaceful and calming.

-Eliot can you do the dishes?' Eliot's mom walked into the room without knocking, making the boys jump and her to stop and just looked at them.

-Mom, can't you knock!?' Eliot asked his mom, he was pointing at the door with his whole hand.

-What is going on here Eliot!?' When she screamed that at him Eliot realized what she was seeing. Two boys had been hugging on a bed, their faces close to each other, one of them still had his arms abound the other, and to top it all off one was shirtless.

His mom was extremely homophobic, she always talked bad about lgbtq and was really disgusted about it. So walking in on her son and his shirtless friend on his bed, it looked like they were going to do something she didn't approve of. She already didn't like Percy and that didn't make it better.

Percy immediately dragged his arms off his friend and Eliot was trying to think of what to say to his mother.

-It's not what it looks like mom!' Eliot stood up from the bed panicking, not knowing what to say to make sure that she didn't think that he and Percy were going to do something.

-You, get out of my house! NOW!' She pointed at Percy.

-Mrs Summers, let me explain' Percy tried but she was having none of it.

-No, get out! and stay away from my son!'

Eliot picked up his hoodie and gave it to Percy who put it on immediately, Eliot was going to try to talk to his mom when Percy had left. Percy ran to the window and jumped out then ran away, Eliot figured that he probably ran back home, Percy seemed calm enough so he didn't need to go to another friend.

Eliot had a big fight with his mom trying to tell her that Percy was just a friend and that they weren't doing anything, and his mom calling him a lot of slurs and yelling that he was not allowed to be around Percy anymore. Their fight ended with his mom grounding him and yelling at him to just wait until his dad comes home, and with that Eliot stopped arguing and his mom went out of his room.

Now he was scared, his dad was very aggressive, and when he heard about what happened he was probably going to be way more aggressive than usual.

When he sat in his room he was extremely angry with himself, he didn't need to carry Percy to his bed to calm him, why didn't he think about what it looked like when they hugged. He wanted to be a little irritated with Percy for not at least putting on the hoodie before he asked to be held, but he couldn't. Eliot liked that he could feel Percy getting warmer the longer they hugged, and to move his hands over Percy's back to calm him down, he liked how soft his hair was and how good his shampoo smelled. And he loved the way he looked at him, first with tears in his eyes and his tense jaw, then after he kissed him his face was relaxed and his eyes were much softer. Percy didn't have the same look on his face as he normally does, he always looked either put together or he looked high or/and drunk. But at that moment he looked really pretty, for lack of better words. So he couldn't regret what he did, because it felt worth it when he thought about it.

He layed in the same spot on his bed as before when his dad walked into his room 2 hours later with his belt in his hand, and Eliot knew that he was in for a shit ton of beating.