Authors note: this for the most part is gonna be Jason's pov if i change it to percy i will note that. Also i am writing a somewhat inspired story. Gore and blood. Heed my warning.
I looked over at my phone. Percy was calling me and texting me like crazy. I couldn't face him after what I did. There was six, seven, eight missed calls. I answered his text.
10:00 am
Percy: are you ok?!
10:05
Jason: yeah I'm fine...
Read 10:05
Percy: why aren't you answering my calls?
Jason: I made a mistake and I don't want to take you down with me.
Read 10:06
Percy: what did you do?
Jason:...
Read 10:07
Percy: well?!
Jason: i hurt someone.
Read 10:08
Percy: huh? No, what do you mean?!
Jason: i hurt someone...
Read 10:10
Percy: who?
Jason:...
Read 10:11
Percy: who?!
Jason: someone on the street. I took them into the alleyway and-and, i stabbed them. I took my pocket knife and I felt this surge of hate towards them. I don't even know who it was Percy! I don't want to hurt you. I love you and I couldn't take you down with me or hurt you.
Read 10:15 am
Percy: I love you too Jason. We will get through this together.
Percy: Jason?
Percy: Jason?!
Percy: JASON?!?!!!
To be continued
