I think we'll survive

Percy's prologue

Heyyyy! So, I'm back. Shout out to @Ajani_The_Insani for being the first one to comment! Love ya! Also, thanks, y'all, for 320+ views on Invisible Demons!!!!!!! Y'all are totally awesome. Anyways, here's another drabble, but this time, in Percy's POV. (Please don't kill me after this. I do NOT enjoy writing this stuff, but it's important for the story. It's really... graphic, you could say. Please read at your own risk. Mentions of blood. DX. SORRY!)

#TW: PHYSICAL AND SEXUAL ABUSE. SENSITIVE CONTENT. AGRRESIVENESS. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK#

Percy:

'No! No, no, no, no, no! Please! Not her.... please. let me go........ don't......(gasp)..... hurt (gasp).... Her......' I screamed, thrashing about in the hands of a man, one of Gabe's "friends", who was slowly ripping my shirt off. Mom was writhing on the ground in pain, and Gabe was beating her with a wooden bat mercilessly, as she cried out my name, and whimpered and screamed 'Percy!' repeatedly. 

I struggled more, but another guy came, smirking evilly, and started to undress me, and started to punch me until I doubled over in pain. I gasped, determined to not black out, to save my mom, when Gabe took out his 'special belt', which was a horrible belt filled with sharp pieces of glass and rugged, broken nails. Mom's cries subsided after a while, leaving me petrified. I finally gathered up the courage and realised three things.

1. Mom was unconscious, unmoving, blood slowly trickling out of her body all over.

2. There were two guys, one that held me, and another who started to undress himself, and was touching me.... inappropriately

3. There was no one but me, Gabe and the two guys in the room now.

I was shaking, horrified, as Gabe advanced towards me, and the two guys, Gabe's friends, looked at me. I was naked now. My eyes widened as the realisation hit me. They were going to... Rape me now. I closed my eyes, in pain, and bit my tongue, trying not to scream, as they began the deed. I was frozen, not able to move. I screamed out loud in pain when one of them punched me in the gut. 

Gabe stuffed a cloth in my mouth, and hissed. 'Shut up, you fag! Or else, you. are. dead. meat.' Scared for my life, I nodded, and froze in surprise as their hands started to travel everywhere across my body, occasionally slapping me, or giving me a punch, caressing every part, even the intimate ones. When they were done, one of them put the clothes back on my now tainted body.

The, they kicked me and punched me, as I screamed for help repeatedly, and curled up into a foetal position, to reduce the pain. The floor was bloody, and Gabe and his friends drank till they passed out. I still had no idea how was I still alive, after all those beatings. I slowly looked at my mother, who had trudged to the bathroom to clean herself up. 

That's when it sank in. I had just been gangraped, at the age of 13. And I had a feeling this was gonna become a daily occurrence. I slid down a wall, and cried my heart out, screaming and wailing in between. Why? Why, why why? Why me? Why just me? I fisted my hair, tearing them out in my hands, before I finally slumped down on the floor in exhaustion.

Oh my gods. I am crying so bad 😭. Okay, I am literally in no mood to write an AN. See y'all. Please reach out if anything like this has ever happened to any of you.

Toodles!