living the camp life

ch 2 backstory

storms POV

we get back to our cabin and sit in the main room, Jason looking at me intently. "So, if were going to get along i'm going to have to know some things about you." he said smiling in a friendly way. "but we should probably start with you history, where you come from?" he asks as if we were perfectly normal people. "well, i was born and raised in northern Wisconsin, in a small town called Tomahawk." i start and he nods telling me to continue.  "i was raised by my mother, i never new her name, but she wasn't the nicest. she blamed me for every thing, a small messy house, bad food, little money, you name it. i went to school but i didn't have any friends, after a while i stopped going to school to help mom at work. but that just made things worse. she started getting abusive and mean, eventually we moved to the city got a small apartment and she got a better job, we made more money and we started eating better, but she wouldn't let me go back to school. i didn't work so i had lots of spare time. i was wondering an ally one after noon when i was calmed, that's when my hair got its white stripe in it." i say then play with the white stripe for a minute. "once my mom sees me she starts getting  more abusive, just because i had been calmed by a god.  after about a month of that touchier i run away, i was constantly battling monsters, i stole this dagger from a guy who tried to kill me with it." i say and i pull out the dagger strapped to my side. "how did you find camp?" Jason asks, "i followed the lightning." i say simply. "i knew Zeus was my father because in my spare time i had studied Greek mythology, so i figured if i followed him he'd take me somewhere safe." i smiled but Jason frowned, "wait so your telling me that your mom was abusive, you didn't finish schooling, you weren't allowed to interact with other humans for most of your life and you only decided to run away recently? why would you force your self to be beaten and punished and enclosed from society for all those years?" i says and i look down. "i had no where to go, after i was calmed and i knew the legends were real, at least i had some place to look for." Jason looked understandingly at me. "so yeah, about what happened with Thalia , could you tell her that i'm sorry if i made anything award. i'm just not very good with people." i say and smile at him. he nods then i frown and berry my face in my knees. "oh my gods why did i say that!" i scream into my knees. "uh, storm are you OK?" i shake my head, "no! i can't believe i just told you my backstory. ugh i'm so stupid." i frown deeper and start to blush. "hey, its OK. i wont tell anyone." he says in a soothing tone. i started to cry. "why do you care! you don't know what its like." he looks at me with genital eyes. "i don't know what?" he said depression in his voice, i look up at him tears in my eyes. "do you think that your the only one  who had a rough child hood." he said  and started talking about his past.