Don't Fall (PJO FF)

1.) The Moon's Purple

!!WARNING!!
*In case you didn't see in the description, this book contains heavy subjects such as self-harm, child abuse, explicit gory content, and dark mental themes. If any of these makes you uncomfortable, I suggest you not read this book for your own safety. *

C H A P T E R  O N E

PERCY

Do you like packing? I hate packing. It's the absolute worst. Can you guess what I'm doing?

I'm packing. It's horrible! Just sitting in my room and picking out clothes for who knows how long is not great for me. That's not even the worst part though. My mom is sending me to Camp Half-Blood. That's basically a camp for demigods like me so we can stay safe and learn more about ourselves. Well let me tell you this, I do not want to go.

Those demigods are not like me. It doesn't have anything to do with me being the son of Poseidon and whatnot. It's more because I'm also a werewolf. Hooray for me. There aren't many demigod werewolves in the world and the only ones I know that are my age are in my pack which isn't a lot.

They should be getting here soon so my mom can drop all of us off at camp. Fuck my life. I continue throwing clothes into my bag and make sure to pack my toothbrush and other essentials. I run into the bathroom and grab my handy-dandy razor. Aka my best friend.

I stare at the shiny little sharp object in my hand for a few seconds and think back to my mom in the other room. It's been a while...sort of, but thinking about her is only bringing down my already poor mood.

I let out a sigh and muttered, "Fuck it." I pulled the sleeves up and slowly slide the razor across my arm, adding more tiny cuts to my huge collection. The drops of blood drip onto the floor as I gently press deeper into my skin. I wash my arm with some tissues, which made it sting more, to clean off the blood before putting some bandages over it. That'll hopefully keep the metallic scent away from my mother's nose. Not that she'd care.

Once I'm all finished cleaning up, I wrap the razor in a blue cloth and exit the bathroom. I stuff it in a secret pocket in my bag and head to the living room.

I look into the kitchen to see my mom taking out a batch of blue cookies from the oven.

When she spots me she smiles hesitantly as he eyes flicker to where the front of the house is.

"Percy. Are you packed?"

"Yeah, all ready."

"Good, good." A knock on the door causes me to look up and run over to open the door.

"Percy!" I get knocked to the floor by my friends who decided it was a good idea to jump on me all at the same time.

"Get off! You people weigh a ton!" I say.

"Are you packed, Percy?"

I roll my eyes. "Yes, Hazel, I'm all packed."

She sighs in relief. "Good because I did not want to help you pack."

I put a hand to my heart. "Do you not love me enough to help me pack a few clothes."

She hesitates. "You know that's not what I meant."

I nod my head. "Uh-huh. You just love Frank more than me. Is that it?"

She goes red as she looks over at her boyfriend. She's suddenly pushed to the side.

"You didn't say hello to the McShizzle!"

I roll my eyes at Leo's weirdness.

"Hello, Bad Boy Supreme." He grinned as he ran into the house, most likely to steal some blue cookies.