Chapter 7

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**Warning**

Percy

By the time I got home it was around six pm. I knew my mom would be home right now because it was a Saturday but I also knew I wouldn't be able to escape Gabe's punishment. It didn't matter if the queen of england came for a sleepover he would always find a way to get back at me. I avoids him most of the time because of this.

The car parked at the front of my house and I debated whether I should go in or not. I had evaded the place enough for one week and I couldn't think of any situation that could get me out of this right now. With a shaking hand I reached for the door handle and opened the door when I was yanked into the house and the door slammed shut behind me.

I winced when I was shoved onto the wall. My previous injuries hadn't held and I could feel my stitches come undone. I didn't dare move or look up at the monster that would only make this worse. A hard punch caught me on the jaw and set me falling on the ground. A kick to my already injured ribs made it difficult to breath as he proceeded to hit every part of my body that was exposed. I could only concentrate on not passing out and have things done to me that I didn't know about. I preferred to be conscious when I was being abused. As sad as it sounds its better that way. After what felt like ages he finally left me to wallow in my own misery.

I laid there for a few seconds before dragging myself up the stairs my body protesting against every movement I made. I made it to my room and took a cold shower knowing Gabe would be mad if used hot water. Don't ask me how he would find out. He had his way of knowing things. I texted grover letting him know that I was home and thanks for covering for me. I did most of my homework before I heard the front door open and close indicating that Gabe was gone, and I breathed a sigh of relief. He had probably gone out to drink and wouldn't be back any time soon, thank the gods. I could only pray that my mom would be back soon and I would have reassurance that nothing more was to happen that night.

At around six my mom walked through the door looking tired as hell. She smiled at me and went on to the kitchen to make dinner. We are in silence and she went straight to bed after that. I wished we spent more time together but she had to work to keep us stable especially with Gabe gambling all the money and I wasn't the easiest child to deal with. I did the dishes before going to bed and prayed to whoever was up thee that smelly Gabe wouldn't be back until morning preferably when I was at school.

Apparently they weren't feeling very generous today since it was like one in the morning when the front door was slammed open and I heard glass breaking and a grunt before footsteps started moving up the stairs and towards my room. For a moment there was absolute silence and I had the tiniest hope that maybe just maybe he went into his own room and had the mercy to leave me alone for the rest of the night. My mom may have been married to that jerk but she refused to share a bed or room with him. That hope was crushed when he door to my room banged open and a fat walrus clutching a broken bottle in his hand stood at the entrance.
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I woke up at six am and headed to the shower desperate to get every drop of blood and walrus off me. I had a black eye and a busted lip. There was no way I could hide that from mom or grover. The others were easy to hide since they would be covered by my clothes. I did my best to make myself look presentable before I went downstairs. Mom was in the kitchen making breakfast and the walrus was nowhere to be seen, not that I cared.

After last night I hoped that all his debts finally caught up to him and he was captured and taken to a torture chamber where they would tie him onto an electric chair, proceed to cut all his fingers off at each joint followed by his toes then burn them so he wouldn't bleed to death. Then they would cut off his-

"Percy did you hear a word of what I just said?" My mom broke my happy trail of thought. I smiled and shrugged which wasn't the best decision since one of my new cuts brushed against my shirt and my lip started hurting again.

"What happened to you face?!" She yelled panicking inspecting my black eye and busted lip.

"Um... I fell?" Seriously? You got kidnapped by a police officer and that's the best you could think of? The devil on my shoulder whispered in my ear. I ignored him and focused on my mom who now had a first aid kit and was cleaning the cut on my lip. I knew she didn't believe me but she didn't push it. I thought I was off the hook when she went to put breakfast on the table but unfortunately that wasn't the case.

"We will talk about this when you get back from school. I took a day off and we are going to the water park this afternoon and on the way there you are going to tell me about the artwork that is your face."

"Were going to the water park?" I was so exited I completely forgot that I had to come up with a believable explanation of how I got a black eye in the middle of the night since I didn't have it at dinner yesterday.

I pulled my hoodie up as enters school hallway and maneuvered my way through psychopath students toward my locker. I thought I was in the clear when I entered math and sat at the very far end corner but fate had other plans for me.

"You have a lot of explaining to do."
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Hey.... I know its been a while but my aunt died a few weeks ago from leukemia and its been a rough month for our family. I promise I will try to update as fast as I can to make up for the lost time

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