Percy Jackson's memories

9

   "Now, can we move onto the next memory? I have a bad feeling that I want to get this one over." I said, fiddling with my fingers, leaning on the edge of my seat. Everyone looked at me in concern, but I could only shrug.

3rd POV

    Percy walked into the apartment, his mom had just left and told Percy to return to the apartment. Percy couldn't escape even if he tried. Gabe expected him back and Percy couldn't afford to take forever.

    "Brain boy! Get over here! I have a friend!" Gabe said, laughing cruelty. Percy debates which friend it was, could be the lady ones that wore a lot less then they should

   "What the hell were they wearing?" Thalia asked with a scoff, luckily they weren't being showed or anything. I think it would ruin their lives. Because they wore close to nothing, and they had drinking issues and were probably fatter then Gabe, and it doesn't help that they were two evil human beings.

    "Um, a lot less then they should've. Gabe was having his fun with them the previous time I walked in." I gagged while rubbing my head aggressively against my hands, as if trying to get the memory out of my head.

Or it could be his poker buddies that he always lost to. Percy and his family were forced to move once because Gabe had to many depts to pay off. They had to pack up and move, and the Jacksons had previously lived in the city. At the time, Percy's mom also had a better paying job. He doesn't remember the time though, he was barely a toddler at the time.

    "Yes?" Percy asked hesitantly, turning into the living room, he was scared to look. He truly hoped it wasn't the women that often came when his mom was gone. When he looked, it wasn't the women (thankfully), it was an unfamiliar man, muscular, but had a bit of a beer belly forming.

    "Nick, show him the trick." Gabe said, dragging him by his shirt collar, Percy screamed and kicked, causing the guy named Nick to laugh at him and kick him. He was coughing out blood when they had arrived to his bedroom.

   "What the hell are they doing?!" Piper shouted, covering her eyes slightly.

   "They didn't do anything sexual, chill Piper. Just watch." I said, but I felt the lump in my throat grow, and breathing was hard. I felt like I was choking on thin air, and my heartbeat was picking up. No one seemed to notice.

   Nick brought out a pair of handcuffs from his belt, which Percy notice had sharp and harmful wires where the metal makes contact with skin. Percy continued to struggle. He was crying desperately, but when Gabe decided he was to loud, he shoved his month old sock into Percy's mouth, causing his eyes to water and his face become green.

    Percy couldn't breathe, he held his tongue away from the moldy sock, but it didn't stop the tears running down his face when Nick tightly clasped the cuffs onto his wrists.

   Percy's arms were stretched behind him, and his hands were stuck on two different sides of the pole that hung in his small, poky closet. There was no way Percy could escape, and this made the two cruel men laugh at him, hanging in the air. He could barely touch the ground with his toes, and his arms were about to break. Gabe took the sock out of Percy's mouth, causing Percy to go into a coughing fit, tears running down his face rapidly.

    "This is what ya get punk, for being born." Gabe laughed, and Nick put a think layer of duct tape over Percy's mouth, and Percy couldn't make a sound. 

   By now, I was hyperventilating, tears running down my face, my eyes squeezed shut. I rocked myself back and forth, trying to soothe myself. Just a memory, just a memory, just a memory.