I think we'll survive

Jason's prologue

Heyyyy guys! I'm super duper excited for this fan fiction, and I've got a hella lot ideas and parts planned for this story! Hope y'all will like it! Especially my 11 followers :) and  credits to @yourgirlnana21 for making this awesome cover!!! Okay, if y'all still dunno what this fic is about, go check the effing description, people. Gods. Anyways, here's Part 1! (PS, this is gonna be extremely short, kinda like a drabble, and so will the next one.)

Jason:

'But mooooooooooooom!' I whined, making my mother give me an amused smile. Thalia yelled from the other side of the room. 'Shut the eff up, Jason! I'm kinda on a phone call right now, and I will kill you if you don't shut up. And mom, please give him the dam Jam tarts!' My mom, Beryl Grace, just laughed. 'Okay, sweetie. You can have one more, and keep quiet because, Thalia is on her,' She made air quotes with her hands. 'Important call. 'Kay?' I grinned, and took the jam tart form her hand. 

Gods, I will never, ever eat something like this in my whole life ever again. This is heavenly bliss. Pure bliss. Homemade Jam tarts? Now that's something to be crazy about!

Thalia came down after a while, and sat down on the couch, beside me, as I scrolled through my phone, reading all the messages Piper had sent me. I shook my head and smiled. Piper is my ex- girlfriend, and even though we broke up a couple of weeks ago, we're still best friends. Thalia stared at me with a weird expression on her face, mixed with sadness and sympathy. She sighed. 

'What's up, Thals?' I asked her, a bit concerned about the fact that she was actually showing sadness. 'Umm... Nothing. It's just, you know I love you, right? And mom? And dad?' I laughed in a carefree manner. 'Of course I do, Thals. Why? You gonna go kill yourself or something?' I mocked her. Her eyes glistened for a second, then she blinked like, 10 times in 2 seconds and said, ''Course not. Just..... wanted you all to know that. I love you all, okay? Never forget that. And please, please, Jason. Move on. For me. Okay?'

I was 15. Thalia was found dead, she hung herself. She hung herself the next day. I'm now 16, not yet able to move on. The guilt has me consumed from the soul. 

Welcome to my life! I am Jason Grace, popular Jock of Goode High School, Golden Boy, and still not out of the closet. Oh yeah, and let's rewind to a few weeks before Thalia.... well, died. When I wasn't in depression. When I cared about others, and when I wasn't such a dis- grace to myself. Hope you all enjoy seeing me die mentally!

Oooooookayyy, buddy. That's rough. Oh well, what can I even do about it? Okay, wait, I can do something about it.¯\_(ツ)_/¯  (Evil laughter) Cough cough. See y'all later! Hope you don't enjoy seeing Jason die mentally though. Love y'all! (PS: thanks for 315+ views on Invisible Demons, guys! You're awesome!)

Toodles!