Chapter 15: Part 2

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Slightly graphic, talks about peeling skin and mentions of blood, skip to the next part if squeamish!!!

Percy

Percy didn't think detention would be so boring. He should've known though. It's not like his ADHD likes school normally, but being in such a quiet environment with nothing to do he felt so trapped and uncalm. Even his medicine wouldn't help him today. His knee tapped up and down repeatedly, his heart beating his his ear. He kept looking at the clock. Tick, tick, tick, the noise made fun of him in his ears. He counted every minute till the end of class. His fingers trying to find something to do, he picked at the skin around his cuticles. He kept picking and picking, until his fingers started to bleed, but it wasn't enough he needed to remove the cuticle skin. Soon, every finger had blood surrounding it. Not a lot, but enough to show the crimson liquid. He kept picking. His head was in a trance. He didn't know what was causing his finger picking, his ADHD or maybe he was developing dermatillomania. Skin picking disorder. Great, just another disorder to fuck him over. He was sick of this. He was ready to just leave the classroom or find a paper shredder, and stick his fingers in it. The imperfections made him anxious as he took his pencil and started digging underneath.
"Jackson!" Percy jumped at the mention of his name, "class is over, go home."
Percy nodded grabbing his backpack. His fingers stung as he wrapped his hand around the fabric bringing his bag to his back. Just an another problem.

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