Leico Standing in fire

Leo

I couldn't do it anymore. I hated myself. It was my fault Percy, and Annabeth are gone.
I had gone to the engine room when I felt overwhelmed with sorrow. I started throwing my projects around the room. I couldn't think, I couldn't breath. I sat down, and started to cry.
Why? Why am I such a horrible person? Why am I alive. I grabbed the nearest item which happened to be a box, and threw it. It hit the wall with a loud bang.
I wasn't worried about waking anyone because they were all deep sleepers, and my room was the closest one.
I looked down at my hands, and saw a clear dark red liquid dripping down them.
It was my blood from all the glass, and shattered mettle from the floor. I looked at the blood, not feeling anything from the wounds, just as the door burst open.
Sorry it has taken me a while to write. I've been busy hope you enjoy. Thanks.