Originally Written: February 8 2016. Rewrite: September 24 2017.
Jason is 1, Thalia is 8. Thalia's POV
I wake up to hear Jason crying. I look up bleakly at my alarm clock., which reads 2:13 am. I realize that this is a different crying than he usually has. He sounds more distressed, desperate and scared . I quickly get up and run across the hall. His door is ajar, and I see our mother standing by the crib, swaying slightly.
"Mom!" I shout and she turns. Her make up is all smeared and her normally perfect hair is tussled up. No wonder Jason is screaming, it's scary to me and I'm seven years older.
"Go away!" I shout and shove her out of the room. I pick up Jason and start rocking.
"Thalia," she slurs. "You me respect more." She's drunk. Again. She collapses on the spot. I put Jason back in his crib.
"Hold on a minute. I'll be back." I tell him. I drag Mom to her room and lift her on the bed messily. I go back Jason's room.
"C'mere, you're gonna sleep with me tonight." I say. He coos. I grab his blanket and ducky that he loves. I wrap him up and bring him to my room. I wrap one arm around him my other arm around my bear. Hopefully the worst we'll wake up to is hungover Mom and her being soothed by Dad.
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