A Boy with Green Eyes

At Percy's House

Before you start, just a shout out to Nidhibeth11,KarinaBhojwani, and Xx-NicoDiAngelo-xX. They're amazing writers - or should I say amaZHANG writers :D!!! (lol sorry bad pun)

So I went up the lift to Percy's flat. I wonder what his house looks like? Big? Small? Old? New? Sorry, I'm just really obsessed with architecture. Percy's mom took out her keys, and my first impression of Percy's flat was:

Small, and really, really old and dusty. And most of all, dirty with chips and crumbs on the floor. 

On the dining table, I saw a Monopoly board game opened up, and 2 bottles of wine completely emptied. One of the bottles was shattered into glass pieces. What was going on?

But, I decided not to say word about anything. I saw Percy let out a sigh of relief, and Percy's mom saw my confused look. She laughed, and I blushed.

"No, it's okay, Sally," I said, quickly, "There's nothing wrong with your fla-"

"No actually, there are a lot of things wrong with this flat. Especially a man that we know of," Percy's mom interupted, her eyes darkening. I was getting even more confused and curious by the second. 

I saw Sally's eyes drift over to the kitchen, and her eyes lit up. She clasped her hands together and excitedly said, "So, you guys want some of old Sally's best and bluest pastries?" 

Percy nodded excitedly, and he smacked his lips together, "Yes, please! And mom, make sure they're the bluest kind of pastries in the world!" 

Sally giggled, and started getting the flour out of the cabinet, "You guys go play, Grover's going to come any minute!" 

Percy and I went to Percy's room, and Percy shut the door. His room had a very interesting design - sea blue wallpaper, a drawing of a fish hung on the wall, and a small desk tucked to the side of the room. I saw that on the desk, there was a English Workbook open. Percy blushed and quickly closed it. 

"So...What do ya wanna do?" Percy asked, pacing around his room. He sat on his bed. 

I shrugged. I tried to think of what to do, but you know, I'm not good at being social. I sat next to him, and we just sat there in silence. Annabeth, think! What should we do? 

"Annabeth?" Percy said, looking at me, his eyes serious. 

"Yes?" I said. Was he angry at me? 

"Can I tell you something secret, that only my mom and Grover knows?" Percy said, "I feel better when I share my problems with someone I trust, I learnt that from Frank," 

"You mean the guy with the buzz cut?" I asked. 

"Yeah," Percy said, "So...can I trust you?" 

I thought about this. Can I really be a trusted? Nobody has ever told me to keep a secret for them before. I've always kept my secrets to myself, and all I've ever trusted in my whole life was me. I never even trusted my parents, and my brothers, 'cause they never really accepted me for who I am, anyway. But can Percy trust me? I wanted him to know that I can be trusted. 

"Yes. Yes, you can Percy. I promise that I'll never tell anyone." I said, serious. 

"Okay," Percy muttered, taking a deep breath, and closing his eyes, "What I wanted to tell you is, that I have a stepfather called Sm- I mean, Gabe. I usually call him Smelly Gabe, so yeah. Anyways, he literally hits me, and gets drunk in the house, and invites his poker friends over, who throws their junk and wine bottles everywhere - which makes this place messed up! He treats my mom sooooo badly, I wish I could just freeze him into stone, and keep him in the refrigerator to die. Yeah, yeah, I know, that sounds weird, but I just hate him. Is there even a word even worse than hate? If there was, I'd use it to say how much I wish he was....dead! He abuses me. And my mom. They fight almost every single day! I keep telling mom that they should get divorced, but she said she's doing it for a reason. Ugh, It's just...SO ANNOYING!"

Percy's voice got louder and louder during his explanation. His breathing was getting heavier. He covered his head in his hands, and I heard him starting to cry. I was shocked. He gets abused, and so does his mom? Why do they seem such a happy family then? Percy even taught me how to be happy, and his mom treated me like her own daughter. This is unbelievable. But once I thought about the living room, it seemed very possible. 

Suddenly, I did something that I didn't think I would do. I hugged him. I cried along with him. He hugged back. What was I thinking Annabeth? But, I knew I did the right thing. 

Percy was shaking so badly between his sobs,"Sorry-y Anna-beth, I shouldn't have made you-" 

"Shh, it's okay, it's okay," I said, comforting him,"You don't deserve any of this. You don't deserve to get bullied in school and at home. But let me just tell you - I'll always be there for you, like you've been there for me, okay?" 

I didn't believe that I actually said that, but I knew that I meant it. I knew what he felt like. My family thinking I'm an outcast - a freak. I just wanted Percy to know, that I'm grateful for him being loyal to me, and that I'll be loyal to him. 

"Those are big words, Annabeth," Percy said, calming down, "As big as an ant," 

"Ants aren't big, Seaweed Brain," I chuckled, "And, well, I am Wise Girl."

All of a sudden, somebody stepped through the door, or rather, limply made his way through the door.