Heartbroken [Completed] [Wattys 2019]

9

*Percy

  I woke up the same place Gabe beat me. If you can even call it waking up or just regaining conscienceness. I saw Gabe passed out on the coach. Stupid drunk. I heard the lock turning in the door so i quickly jumped up and ran to my bedroom, despite the pain it caused, in an attempt to hide my appearance from my mom.

  Upon arrival, i dashed over to my nightstand and opened one of the drawers. I pulled out what i needed and ran over to my mirror, using the skin tone cream to cover up the new cuts and bruises from Gabe. Then i changed into a long sleeved shirt to cover the now bleeding cuts. Water didn't heal these cuts- self harm and abuse- because they were personal. It only heals cuts from training or monsters.

  Walking out the room I called out to my mom, "hi mom!" in an attempt to seem normal.

  "Percy!" She yelled excitedly and i saw her hurrying towards me as i walked towards her. She gave me a huge hug and i managed to keep in my wince.

  "How have you been, mom?" I asked her as i walked into the kitchen to help with dinner, realising the time.

  "Oh the usual. Gabe has been passed out more than usual which is good and you know he isn't as violent when your not here."

  Great, I'm the reason my mom's gonna get beat more. This is why I should just leave. Maybe even die. I'm a burden. I make things worse.

  "Anyway," my mom finished talking, cutting off my thoughts, "how's it been with you. Other than the whole being sent home for reasons I'm guessing you don't want to talk about right now thing?"

  "Fine." I decided to play it off like, yeah that was just a one time thing due to stress, no deeper issues. So naturally, i couldn't not talk to my own mother. My mom just narrowed her eyes at me skeptically before putting a pot of water on the stove to boil.

  I walked over to the cupboard upon my mom's instructions and opened it to look for the pasta. Finding the box, i pulled it out and handed it to my mom, followed by a can of tomato sauce. She cooked them both and dinner was ready just a few minutes later.

  "Honey, can you go wake Gabe."

  I cringed but followed her instructions, quietly walking over to the sleeping man. I shook his shoulder a little bit, knowing what the consequences would be, and he snapped awake and swung his arm at me, connecting with my cheek.

  He continued raining punches on me on my face, my stomach, my chest, everywhere he could reach. I didn't make a sound, didn't fight back. It would just be so much worse.

  I could feel new bruises forming, my cuts reopening for the 2nd time today. And finally it stopped; he walked away muttering something about a "disrespectful brat", maybe because I woke him up, and headed straight for the food.

  I follwed him into the kitchen and took my place at the table. My mom eyed me with concern, seeing the new bruises on my face. Gabe had already started eating, taking more than half the food that was on the table. I let my mom get her food and then just sat there and watched them eat.

  "Percy, there's still food. Do you want any?"

  "No thanks, mom, I'm fine." At this point its been over a week since I've eaten and, although i could start to feel the physical effects, i still had no motivation to eat. I didnt have to hide my refusal to eat, too, because this seemed normal to my mom since i ate so little before. I started losing weight and had began to feel light headed recently.

  Before my mom could make a comment about me not eating,even though it wasn't unusual, Gabe took the rest of the food and ate it, not even giving my mom the opportunity to make me eat.

  "I've got work tonight, remember?" My mom said suddenly as i stood up to clean up the dishes. Gabe walked back to the couch.

  I groaned, remembering she has a second job now. At night. Which meant i would be in for a long night... With Gabe.

  "Okay. Well, im gonna go take a shower so if i don't see you before you leave, bye and i love you." I walked over and gave my mom a hug before heading to the bathroom.

  I quickly stripped down and hopped into the shower, thinking about the events of the day. Mainly Nico. I hope he came to visit soon. After the break up with Annabeth, I hadn't relised how she had been my closest friend and with out her, i didn't have many except for Nico.

  I finished up my shower and put on a pair of boxers and walked back to my bedroom, after my shower. Gabe was waiting for me.

  Now, I don't really want to go into detail and scare you or scar you so I'll give the abridged version of what happened.

  Gabe started off with verbal abuse. He yelled at me, telling me how worthless i was, reaffirming my fears. He told me i was a traitor for leaving my mom during the summers, unable to be loved because my first and only relationship failed, a mistake, weak, not enough. By the end of it, i was a sobbing mess on the floor. Gabe always knew exactly what to say to make it hurt. Telling me i was a worthless traitor, i was never supposed to happen- that was the stuff that hurt because it mirrored exactly what i told myself.

  Then Gabe moved onto the physical abuse. Personally, i thought this one was the least bad. Im used to physical pain. He would just punch me, kick me, anything that he could think of to hurt me. Every noise I made, he would cut deep into my chest. I had new cuts and old cuts scattered on ny body, bruises, and i think even a couple broken bones but nothing i haven't dealt with before. And so it went until he got tired.

  Apparently not too tired though because when Gabe was done beating me, he told me to strip out of my boxers. So that means we're onto the sexual abuse, I guess. He threatened that any noise I made he would hurt me and my mom more. I didn't care about me but I cared about my mom do I did what he said. There was nothing romantic, hardly even a sexual aspect to what he did to me. It was pure violence and hatred. He started off by slamming into me, no preparation. I felt something rip but managed to not cry out as he moved fast and hard in me. Eventually he pulled out and I felt blessed before he forced me to suck him off, not letting me breath and choking me the whole time until Gabe got what he wanted.

  (Now your probably thinking, "that's gay!" And yes technically it is intercourse between two men, it was rape. The "gay" doesn't needed to be included in that because it was pure violence and hatred.)

  Eventually, Gabe came into my mouth and, after forcing me to swallow, finally left me alone. I had no energy to pick up what was left of me. I just passed out on the floor of my bedroom, naked, bruised, and defeated.

A/N
Guys! A longer chapter! I'm over 100 reads?! Yay!!!

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What do you guys seriously think of this chapter? I don't like it that much and I had a hard time writing it and I feel like Percy from this chapter contradicted himself from previous chapters. Agree or disagree?

Anyway remember to keep going. Don't keep it all in it'll only get worse. Love all of you!