Mystery Iris Messenger

Eighteen

Apollo came home to a seemingly empty cabin. He started to freak out - he knew he should have just told Zeus to fuck off when Zeus asked him if he would attend a meeting. Now Percy was no where in sight.

He ran through the house, hoping that Percy was somewhere else. Unhurt, may he add.

Sure enough, he was somewhere else, but definitely not unhurt.

Percy was laying naked on the bed, but his arms and feet were tied securely to the bed. He had a blindfold on his eyes and a ball gag in his mouth. There were also plugs in his ears, meaning that Percy didn't hear the door open.

Apollo saw blood dripping from a few places and a discarded knife was on the bedside table. Percy was visibly shaking. There were bruises that ran up and down his body. Apollo filled with anger towards whoever did this to him. It had only been four days!

Slowly, Apollo walked up to Percy and took the gag out of his mouth. "No more... Please," Percy tried to shout weakly. "Please, just no more."

Then Apollo took the plugs out of his ears. "Don't worry, Percy," Apollo cooed. "It's just me. Apollo."

"A-Apollo?" Percy asked, unsure of his words.

"That's right," Apollo said as he took off the blindfold. The two locked eyes and Apollo saw something in Percy's eyes he hoped he would never have to see in his lover's eyes. Regret.

Was it because I left him? Did he think what happened to him was his own fault? Or was it something else?

Apollo broke away from the gaze and undid his hands and feet. Almost immediately, Percy curled in on himself, crying quietly.

He didn't want to tell Apollo what happened. Right now, he didn't even want to accept what happened. Because he knew she would be back eventually. She said so herself. But he also knew that Apollo would ask him about it.

Apollo rubbed his hand up and down Percy's back, letting him have mental space. Whatever he went through obviously wasn't good. He swore that he was going to publicly kill whoever did this to him.

The front door could be heard opening up, and Percy seemed to get into a smaller ball. This must be who had been hurting him.

"Oh, Percy," a cold, female voice called out. Apollo stood over Percy, waiting for whoever it was.

"You bitch," Apollo shouted when Annabeth walked into the room.

Sorry I haven't updated in about a month.

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