Stories to be Rewritten: Elisabeth's Stories :Book 1 Lavenders and Pomegranates

Chapter 18

"You really did it this time, Liz."

Percy sat at the edge of her bed giving her a sympathetic look. Elisabeth was just laying there, looking up at the plain ceiling, unblinking. Percy sighed a little. He hated it when she was like this, moping and sullen wasn't her thing. But when she did it, it hurt just to see her like this. And after this step, he hated it when she moved on to step two out of three. First step: silence.

"You know this is for your own good."

"How so?" He blinked a little as she sat up, her eyes glaring at him. "How is locking me in the Big House for my own good? To keep me from getting hurt? From going out to see everyone? To keep me locked in and wilt like a rose without sunlight? Please, tell me how this is a good thing!" Percy groaned. He always hated it when girl's got angry. Annabeth and Rachel were always angry at each other only because they were girls who both liked him. But this was a teenage daughter. Even after four years with her, he still didn't know how to deal with her sudden bursts when she snapped. Step two of her teenage complaints: burst of anger.

"Elisabeth, darling, you need to calm down."

She jumped out of her bed and punched the wall. "I'M NOT GOING TO CALM DOWN, DAD! NICO IS TRAPPING ME IN A CAGE! YOU ARE TRAPPING ME IN THIS CAGE! HOW WOULD YOU LIKE IT IF I DID THAT TO YOU?!" Percy groaned. Gods, women were amazingly hard to deal with. Step three should be coming up soon.

"He's not trapping you, and neither am I. We're protecting you." Percy said calmly, even though he wanted to scream at her. He did that the first time this happened, and it ended with him almost loosing the ability to walk. She may have been fourteen then, but she still could lift him over her head and pull a Bane from Batman, pulling the move Breaking the Bat from the game Injustice: Gods Among Us.

She laughed bitterly. "Yeah, same thing if you look at it."

"Your being irrational Elisabeth." Percy said, taking a deep breath and letting out an exasperated sigh.

"Thank you, Captain Obvious!" She screamed, tears streaming down her eyes. "Thank you for telling me the fucking obvious." Step three: utter break down.

"Sweetie, come here and let me hold you." Percy said slowly, opening his arms slowly to let her know he was there for her. All he got was something thrown at him. Still on the verge of step two, she seems to be.

"SHUT UP AND GET OUT!" She screamed, grabbing the next throwable and heavy object closest to her to throw at him. In this case, it was the mirror on the dresser. Percy jumped to his feet and was at the door in a heart beat.

"Ok, I'm gone!" He said, trying to stay as calm as possible. He was trying to hide the fear in his eyes. "Just don't break the mirror!"

"GET OUT!" The eighteen year old screamed, prepping to throw it. Percy closed the door and was down the hall in just seconds.

"So," Nico said, looking up from a book when he entered into the living room. "How did it go?"

"Well," Percy said, plopping down on the couch. "she is still mad at you and me for doing this." Nico rolled his eyes.

"She's just not allowed to leave the Big House for a few days. It's not like I'm putting her under house arrest, I'm keeping her in our sights so we can protect her.

"Which is a basic version of house arrest." Jason said as he came in, covered in blood. Percy's eyes widened. Jason chuckled a little. "It's not my blood. Don't worry, Percy."

"You take care of another monster at the boarder?" Nico asked in a bored tone, looking back at the pages of Elderst by Christopher Paolini. So far, he was only halfway through it.