Friends With Mental Issues (Percy Jackson Fanfiction)

Special Chapter #2

   Frank looked out the window of his room, observing the bright and sunny day. If his mother came back from Afghanistan right now, she would urge him to take a walk with her. And he would definately say yes. He missed her terribly, what with the fact that his dad was MIA since his conception and was left in the care of his grandmother.

   He had nothing against Gran, but she sometimes forgot a lot of things, and when she didn't forget, she was strict. Very strict. To the point where Frank couldn't hang out with friends. That is, if he had any.

   The phone downstairs rang, and Frank dragged himself out of bed, trotting down the steps and picking the phone up. "Hello?" he asked, his voice tired and raspy. 

   "Is this the Zhang residence?" a gruff voice on the other end asked on the other end.

   "Yes."

   "May I speak to your gaurdian?"

   "Of course." His heart was beating out of his chest, but Frank knew that there was probably nothing wrong. His mother was fine. For all he knew, this guy could be a telemarketer. "Gran," Frank called softly, walking over to her form on the living room couch. His grandmother gets up and takes the phone without question, which only scared Frank more.

   After the man on the other end said a few words, his grandmother motioned for Frank to go upstairs. He did as he was told.

   Twenty minutes passed, and all Frank was was anxious. He hated the waiting, the whispering of his Gran downstairs. It was all too much until Gran knocked on his door lightly before walking inside. Her eyes were red. Never a good sign.

   "Do you remember that facility I told you about? The one that can help with your personality disorder?" she asked softly, putting a hand on his shoulder. He nodded, not knowing where this conversation would lead. "How would you feel if I sent you there, full-time?"

   "What?"

   "I know I have become I bit hard to be around, and I also know I'm not exactly fit to take care of you."

   "Gran-"

   "The only reason I agreed to take care of you was because there was the promise of your mother coming back." Frank tried to say something again, but she cut him off with a raise of her old and papery hand. "It seems as though... I can't take care of you any longer."

   "Is that supposed to mean that...?"

   "Yes," she whispered, a tear trailing down her wrinkled cheek, "your mother will not be coming home. Ever."

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   It hurt. Looking at the 'facility' that would be taking care of him until he grew to be an adult, it hurt. It hurt that his Gran couldn't even see him off because she'd already admitted herself to an old folks' home. It hurt that all he had left of his mother was a piece of firewood in a case of glass. If he dropped the case, it seemed like his whole life would shatter as well as the glass.

   "Hello, I am Reyna. You must be the boy that Chiron was talking about." A girl with tan skin and dark hair braided to the side said to Frank. For some reason, he found himself standing at attention. Reyna raked her dark eyes over his stance, the glass case in his hand. "At ease, soldier," she said so softly that Frank could barely hear it. She turned on her heel, giving Frank a backwards glance. "Follow me."

   With a heavy heart and piece of firewood, Frank followed Reyna into his new home.

   I bet you're glad this isn't as heart breaking as the one with Annabeth. So here you go. Frank special chapter because he is my baby. I'm hoping this could tie you over until the next update (whenever that may be lol).

   Until next time!!!

      ~awkwardnarturtle