Haunted (Percy Jackson fanfic)

Chapter 3

After I left Annabeth, I began wondering, was that really her? Would she break up with me just because I refused to tell her something. She wasn't that persistent, was she? I should know her enough. Do I though? She is very persistent and is willing to do whatever she could.

  Should I tell anyone? If the person wants revenge, what did I do to them? Or was it something someone else did? The person truly seemed to hate me, because they want me to kill myself, maybe because they can't physically touch me... a ghost maybe? How could they escape the underworld though? Their security is pretty good, and I should know.

   I went the the arena and fought with some dummy's to get rid of the stress, and suddenly a sword fell from the sword rack. I went to pick it up, but suddenly all the other swords started flying around, trying to pierce me! I dodged sword after sword, until they finally all clattered onto the floor, except of one, which started to carve into the floor.

  Kill yourself!

  And suddenly there was a noose beside the words, and I gagged. How the Hades was this happening? I puked, not because I was getting a fever or whatever, but because of how cruel and disgusting this is.

  "Percy? Percy? Are you okay? What's wr- What the Hades is that?!" Jason screeched, staring at the words and the noose.

  "I don't know. This morning someone also wrote on my mirror for me to kill myself and pills." I said, I couldn't tell him about the tattoo. I pulled up my phone, planning on showing Jason the photo, but when I pulled up the photos app, it was gone! "Where the hell is the photo? I'd taken a picture of it!" I growled angrily, looking through my recently deleted, and I'd found a photo, not the one I took, but a different one.

  "Did you look through the deleted?" He asked, and I just stared at the photo, and it was disgusting, truly.

  Die whore, no one cares for you. Your just a fuckboy

And behind the words? You truly don't want to know, it was purely disgusting. And of course I ended up running to the closest garbage and vomited. Who would do this? Jason took my phone and looked at it, gasping in shock, taking a picture of it on his phone. "We need to tell Chiron or someone!" Jason said.

  "No, it's not a big deal." I said, leaning away from the garbage bin, coughing slightly. Jason looked at me disbelievingly, looking between me, the noose, and my phone with the picture.

  "How is this not a big deal! This is the third thing today! It's not even lunch, and if you did eat something this morning, you just lost all of it." Jason growled, and I shook my head.

   "I'll deal with it, okay? Just, don't tell anyone, please? I already swear I'm fucking crazy and if the others knew it would make this a whole lot worse! Just promise me you won't tell anyone?" I begged, standing up and wiping my mouth.

  "Fine, but if it gets worse, I will." Jason threatened and nodded.

  "Thank you, I swear I would've done something stupid if I was alone." I laughed nervously.

"You do stupid things anyways." Jason said. Savage!! I pouted slightly and he laughed, so did I. "And you also wanna explain why swords are all over the place?" He asked with a raised eyebrow.

"I really don't know if you would believe me." I chuckled nervously. Jason gave me a 'try me' look and I sighed. "Well, a sword dropped from the rack, and when I went to pick it up, they all started flying around, trying to kill me or something." I explained, looking around.

  "Well that sure sounds unbelievable, but with what's been going on today, I believe it." Jason mumbled and I nodded. We walked out of the arena, after cleaning up the swords, disposing of the noose, and taking off the writing on the floor.

  "Are you going to be okay? This isn't something to take lightly." Jason said carefully and I nodded.

  "I went through something kind of similar in school, I think I'll be okay. It's not like I'll actually kill myself." I said, shrugging.

  "You never mentioned that! What were you put through in middle school?" Jason yelled, getting the attention of many people. The rest of the 7 and some others came over and started asking. I glared at Jason.

  "What were you put through in middle school? Jason seemed shook, so we wanna know." Piper grinned at her boyfriend, causing him to blush. I laughed slightly, judging him.

  "Just bullying, it was a while ago." I shrugged.

  "How bad was the bullying?" Hazel asked curiously, and Annabeth nodded.

  "Um,-" I said, chuckling nervously.

  "People told him to kill himself." Jason said. And I groaned. Everyone looked at me in shock.

  "It was only a couple times, most of them were on notes anyways. Most of the bullying consisted of them trying to beat me up and sabotaging my tests to make me fail." I grumbled, crossing my arms.

  "And we never knew because?" Annabeth asked, worriedly. She hugged me and I hugged her back. The one from the beach was a fake, that much is obvious.

  "Because I never actually killed myself because of it. It was something that kids thought was funny, and if I did go through with it, those kids would feel bad. They didn't think it affected me." I shrugged. "No one needed to know." I said, rubbing her back.

  "That is really sad." Leo and Piper said in unison and they glared at each other jokingly.

  "Meh, something alright. Let's go, it's lunch." I smiled, mainly because I didn't want the attention, or the pity. I wasn't hungry, and Jason gave me a pointed look, and I knew what he meant eat or else I'll force feed you. And I believed that he would.

   We sat down and I stared at my food, pushing it around my plate, lost in thought. I felt sick, I couldn't look at my food without feeling like I'd vomit. It wasn't a nice feeling. Jason glared at me, and I hesitantly raised a small bite into my mouth, but I dropped it and walked out of the pavilion.