Percy Jackson: Abused.

Part 4

After my last class and most boreing class of the day I sprinted out of the classroom and ran into Annabeth. She toppled over. I feel myself blushing and I hold out a hand to help her. She takes it and I pull her up."Oh man. Im sorry..." I say apologetically. "Percy. Its fine. Not a big deal." She tells me. Oh thank gods. I start walking down the long hallway filled with red lockers with her. "Hey you want to walk home with me tonight?" I ask her. She smiles her gorgeous bright smile. "Sure." She tells me and we walk out of the school doors and down the steps. "How was your day?" I ask her. "It was great. Yours?"

"Boreing."

"Percy. Schools always boreing to you."

"Excactly. All you do is sit in a classroom watching the teachers and getting your ear talked off. The only good part about school is the rare times in chemistry when you get to blow things up."

"So. I take it you still like blowing things up?"

"Yeah."

"I also still drool. Suck at spelling and many other things". I say and she gets an amused look on her face which scares me.

"Whats two plus two Percy. "

"Fish."

"How do you spell: of."

"Ov." (XD i used to spell it like that when I was I 1st grade.)

"Where is washington DC located in Virginia?"

"Duh. Thats easy. Washington." I say, and she starts laughing .

"What?"

She composes hersf and says, "Percy. You didnt get a single one of them questions correct." I smirk. " I know just trying to make you laugh." She smiles and puches my arm playfully, and i wince and try to keep myself from yelling. She must have noticed this because she looks at me in wonder. "Whats wrong?" She asks.

"Nothing. Im fine"

"Percy.. You can tell me."

"Annabeth, its nothing."

"I know there is something. Let me see."

"No."

"Percy..."

"Annabeth.."

She reaches for my sleeve and I push her hand a way.

"Let me see. I know its something. Please." She says.

"...follow me." I tell her and take her to my favorite spot on the beach. I walk down a trail which leads to my secrete spot and move the branches so i can get through. Then i sit down on the flour like sand and stare at the light blue ocean, and dig my feet into the soft sand. Annabeth sits next to me."Tell me whatas wrong, please." I take a shakey breath and nod toward my sleeve. She must havw understood what i ment because she slides up my sleeve. She gasps at the many cuts, brusies, carvings, and scars on my skin. "Percy..." She says ina whispery voice. " Who..who did this?" She asks. "My stepdads." I say looking down. She hugs me. I wince but hug back. "Im so sorry...you need to tell someone. " she says. "No. I cant." I squeeze my eyes shut. "I tried one time...and they found out...and..they.." I say slowly stoping at the end not wanting to say the rest of the sentance becausw i dont want to believe its true. "What? What did they do?" Annabeth asks me. "They...they...they killed my mom."