Percy Jackson and the mixed half-blood

Leaving finally

Percy POV

I walked over to the book store with the rest of the group. The door ringed quietly when I opened it. I scanned the area noticing Iris talking to an older man.

"Please, I'm begging you I can't stay there anymore! My foster parents.. please I'm begging you!" She was crying. She had a huge bruise along her cheek ending at her jaw. She had a cut on her lip, and a large gash on her forehead leading from the top right and went down to her temple. From the way she positioned herself, anyone could tell she had been beaten down hard.

I felt so angered. Who in Tartarus would harm her? Did they want to die!? I clenched my fists in anger. I looked over at my friends, Tyson and Annabeth had the same expression.

The older man shook his head and walked out the door, leaving a crying Iris behind. I walked over to her.

She looked up and gave me a forced smile. "Hey Percy-" I wrapped my arms around her, I had to lean down.

The hug was comfortable. She buried her face in my chest. Yep definitely smaller than Nico..I stroked her hair, in a brotherly way. I looked over at my girlfriend Annabeth, who smiled and looked so happy.

I took at Tyson who had relaxed as well. Good job Percy!

Iris pushed off me, wiping her eyes with her sleeves. "I'm sorry, you shouldn't have seen that I'm sorry, I'm so sorry." She looked down, fiddling with her keys? I shook it off. "I'm going to kill those people who did this to you.." I heard Annabeth and Tyson say together. I nodded in agreement. "We are going to a camp, and we would like you to come with?" Grover offered. Iris looked at him, her eyes sparkled. "Yes! I just have to go-" she froze.

Iris POV

Oh no.. I was past curfew. " I'm so sorry I will get my stuff, you may come with if you'd like!" And I ran out of the shop, Percy and his friends following.

I turned the corner, completely out of breath. I ran up the stairs and waited for Annabeth, Tyson, Grover, and Percy.

They turned the corner not even 1 minute later. "Woah, you are fast." Grover panted grinning. I smiled and opened the front door, "mom, dad I have friends over!" Giving the signal not to beat me. I quietly walked up to my room, beckoning my friends to come.

The door still off its hinges, rested on the wall. I had refolded my clothes which were now sitting on my bed.

I grabbed my duffle bag from underneath my bed and packed my clothes, 3 books and zipped it shut. I got out a pen and paper and wrote:

Dear foster parents, ________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________
I am leaving because I have been offered a better life. Don't try to find me, I will be perfectly fine. You won't have to deal with me anymore. But, if you EVER think about fostering again, and put another kid like me to a beating, I will find you once again and will murder you and if you survive I WILL MAKE YOUR LIFE LIVING HELL,_______________________________________________________
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Sincerely Iris M. Jackson__________________________________________
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I folded the note card and taped it to my pillow. I turned around and smiled. "Lets go!" And we walked out of the house, and never planned on returning.

Heyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy I was bored so yeah! I need help you guys! I wanna create a boy for Iris to date who's named Brandon (sorry if u are named that) but I can't figure out who is god parent should be :(

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