My job sucks (Percy Jackson)

7

"So, enlighten us why you are being weird with these jobs? Your dad has been asking for you since you disappeared again." Leo said dramatically. I looked at my phone and put it in a bag and put a bunch of paper towel in it before sipping it up. I looked around and spotted some cameras. I grabbed some beer bottles and broke the cameras.

"Let's run. The people I work for will get the alarm, probably on their way here." I said before opening a car door. Not my car, but maybe the driver shouldn't leave the door unlocked and keys in the compartment. They looked at each other unsure.

"Is this your van?" Piper asked nervously. She seemed jumpy, as if she didn't trust me.

"It's good, I'll pay the driver back." I shrugged before starting the van. I saw some cars pull up, oh no, Grey found me. "Hop in or im leaving without you. I'm dead for either way." I shrugged. They all hopped in, and I pressed on the gas before the door was even shut.

"Hurry and chase that van!" Grey demanded angrily. I saw the vehicles start to chase me. I pulled out my gun.

"Who's ready for a movie scene?" I asked with a smirk.

"Are you seriously going to shoot at them?!" Hazel yelled in shock. She tightened her seatbelt around her and killed Franks hand.

"Would you rather end up like me? I didnt think so." I said as I fired. Some people shot and I wasn't getting hit, well, until my right hand was shot.

"Did you just get shot!" Jason screamed. I put my hands on the wheel, leaving the gun on my lap. Everyone looked at me in shock and fear, not fear of me, but fear of what I have become.

"Someone! Take the wheel and go as fast as you can! When you are in a car chase, laws don't matter! I need to do something important!" I demanded as I crawled to the back. Jason took the wheel and looked around nervously. Yay winter! No one likes winter so I chose a good time to be a dummy. I opened the door and clung onto the sides till I got to the back. I opened the trunk, hoping to find something useful.

"Everything alright back there Percy?" Frank asked worriedly. I looked back at the glass and saw some looking at me. I looked away and back at the trunk, finding a shovel and a dead body, great.

"Found a dead body, but that's alright, I can do something with it." I said thoughtfully. I looked at the people chasing us, still taking blind shots. Grey was driving one of the cars and he looked furious.

"Hades, please don't send me to hell after this!" I said over the wind, but not loud enough for anyone to hear. I picked up the body, that was covered in blood and disgusting, and I threw it. Blood splattered all over the wind shields and I cringed. I grabbed the shovel and threw the pointy end at the car Grey was driving. I closed the trunk and hopped back in. I grabbed a wrap that was in the back seat and wrapped my still bleeding hand.

"Did you just throw a dead body at them?" Annabeth asked in shock, looking through the mirrors to see that they stopped. I smirked.

"You do not know how long I've been waiting to get out of that hell. But I'm more in shape than I was before." I shrugged. I opened the window, if I yelled, they would still hear me.

"F*ck you b*tches!" I screamed while laughing maniacally. I seem like a crazy person, but I'm just glad that I'm free.

"So why were you holding your gun earlier?" Piper asked. She had charmspeak in her voice, although I don't think it was intentional.

"You don't need charmspeak with me. I was actually going to end it. I was going to shoot myself. And thanks to your guy's horrible timing, you saved me. So thank you, for that." I said while I sighed. I remembered that I had a tracker on my phone and they could probably track me.

"Why were you going to kill yourself?" Jason asked curiously, yet pitifully.

"I hated the jobs. I hated not having a life. I was told to do this and do that, all I wanted was freedom, yeah, I started liking my job as a teacher, but a therapist? Forget about it. It brought back to many painful memories. Can you stop here for a moment. I need to make a couple calls." I said, changing the topic so they wouldn't ask about it. Jason pulled over and they all got out of the car, including me. I pulled my phone out of the bag and saw the light, I stuck up my middle finger and dissembled my phone, taking out the tracker and camera.

"Hello, Miss Cameron. I'd like to inform you that I will not be coming for a couple days. I'll pay for a substitute with my own money, sorry for late notice." I said apologetically. She sighed but chuckled.

"It's fine, you saved up quite a few days off days your were meant to be off, you didn't even stop when you were sick. We can pay for a sub, you just take a break. You have two weeks before I'll need you back." She said.

"Thank you, I'll owe you back. Goodbye, have a good evening." I said. Luckily it was only Sunday today, so she has a little bit of time to work things out. I also called my therapist job, informing them that I won't be there for a few days, and then I chucked my phone.

"Why did you throw your phone out?" Leo asked. He seemed to be complaining, he could have taken it apart and put it back together, just to help with his ADHD.

"Tracker and camera. I can't risk it." I said as I hopped in the drivers seat.

"What's that on your neck?" Annabeth asked.

"Just a tattoo I got a couple months ago. No big deal." I shrugged. They stared at me. I must seem like a completely different person to them now, and I am. They never even noticed my piercing, which is right on my jaw line. It was obvious, but I guess in the rush of things.

"What's the tattoo of?" Frank asked curiously. I shifted nervously as I drove. I slowed the van down a bit, calming Hazel down.

"Um, just two guns pointing at each other. We have to stop here. I can't risk being around anything that had electronic stuff connected to it." I said pulling over. I put pressure on my bullet wound, which I had forgotten about. I'm covered in plenty enough blood, although I've had much more on me before.

I never realized how much of a monster I've become, maybe I should have ended my life. I would hate to leave the kids though, they look up to me in a sense. Once every two weeks, I have a day with them in social where we do some historical acting. And I'm drama, I teach them how to read a script, how to memorize lines easier, and we also do some makeup, which comes in handy with all my injuries from being an agent. It's cool cause we do fake cuts and they always tell me stories on how they scared people with it.

"Wow, your life is so crazy now." Annabeth said after a while of the seven of us walking.

"Yeah, I can use a bow without the arrow going behind me!" I smiled, trying to lighten the mood, it didn't seem to work very well.