Dead. dead. dead. dead. dead. dead.
She repeated it over and over in her head.
refuses to digest what her eyes see.
Can't be... Her mother, Sally Jackson, can't be dead.
Not after she lost everything. She can't lose her mother either.
Nico materialized next to her. He doesn't say anything.
he led her to her room, the only place that wasn't covered in blood. He carefully led her to her bed.
He left for a while, but Percy didn't notice. She didn't care.
They were all dead.
All dead.
Because of her.
If she didn't exist, her mother wouldn't have been marked as a target.
She killed so many people.
Nico was back.
But Percy was numb.
She felt nothing.
Like a black hole in her chest.
He spoke to her, but everything became a blur.
Something about the police.
She stared at nothing for a while.
More voices came, more noises.
They reminded too much of the last fight.
She couldn't hear any more screams.
The last cry of the children.
the screams of terror.
She couldn't take it anymore.
Time crawls, or runs. she didn't know. She was just waiting to wake up from this nightmare.
From the nightmare where everyone she knew died.
Nico sat down next to her, and hugged her.
She in turn snuggled against him.
He sang her a song in Italian.
She didn't really understand the words, but they gave her comfort.
Slowly consciousness slipped away.
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הדבר הזה זהזה זבל.
זה איכ.
אני לא דוברת אנגלית ממש טוב אז אם יש טעויות, אשמח אם תגידו לי.
זה היה בעיקר להיתנסות בכתיבה באנגלית.
פרסי נקבה.
אני ממש אוהבת את הז'אנר הזה.
יום ממושמש לכולם✨️✨️
מיעאו♡
