It's Okay To Not Feel Okay|| A Pertemis Story

Tragedy Strike| Percy

AN: Okay everyone, Emily here again. I know I shouldn't post this until I finish all of my other stories but, well, I almost finish The Rise of Night and this will be the next story I will mainly focus on. Next chapter on Wednesday!

Hope everyone enjoy this story!

I sat in the classroom, bored out of my mind. The teacher was teaching math. I meant, what good does math do me? Does it help with survival? No! So why am I learning math?

I wanted to throw my math book at Professor Mitta, a short woman with blonde hair and blue eyes, her face always twisted in a scowl. I decided against it though. Don't want to get detention so soon. I mean, I actually manage to not get detention for one-third of the year, I'm not going to ruin it now.

I sighed again and Professor Mitta turned to me. I gulped. "Mr. Jackson, could you solve this problem?"

She pointed to the most complicated math problem on the board, making me gulped again. I said a random answer. "Zero?"

"Correct," Professor Mitta said with a glare at me. "But if I find you spacing out again, I will not hesitate to give out detention. Understood?"

"Yes, ma'am," I replied. A smile appeared on her face, creeping me out. She went back toward the front of the class and I sighed. Finally, the bell rang, saving me from my horrible math class.

I will not be embarrassed to admit that I was the first one to rush out of the classroom. Freedom! I thought to myself. Winter break where there's no homework every day and I can visit my mom, Paul, and my five years old sister, Estelle. Thinking about them makes my heart feel warm and I smile.

I got into the blue car that my dad bought for me and sped off toward my home.

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"Hey, mom!" I called out. "I'm home!"

"In here, honey," my mom called out from the kitchen. Estelle was happily eating a blue cookie and I pouted.

"I want a blu cookie too," my mom laughed and handed me one.

"Come on," she scolded. "Don't be suck a big baby."

Estelle giggles and ruffles my hair. "My big brother is a baby."

I sighed and sat down on the chair. "So, any plan for winter break?"

"Oh yeah," mom started. "That reminds me. Could you babysit Estelle today? Me and Paul are going on a date."

"Sure," I replied with a sly smile. She hit me playfully but didn't say anything. I hugged Estelle up and put her on my hits. "Some sibling time, huh?"

She giggles and mom smiled at us. "I'm going to go get ready. Paul's coming in an hour."

"Go, mom," I smiled. "I got this."

She smiled again at me before disappearing into the master bedroom.

"Just you and me, Estelle," Percy said with a grin as he tickled her stomach. She giggles again. "We're going to have a great time."

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"Remember," Sally started, half of her feet outside her door. "Don't open doors for strangers, don't-"

"I think I got it mom," I answered with a barley noticeable groan. "I got this."

"Of course, Percy," mom replied. She kissed me on the forehead and kiss Estelle as well. "See you guys later tonight!"

"Bye, mom," Estelle and I said together. We smiled at each other and closed the door as we watched their car speed away.

"What should we do?" I asked Estelle. She gave me a cute shrug when her eyes lit up.

"Movie night! Movie Night!" Estelle she squeals. I smiled and nodded. But her chant wasn't complete yet. "I also want more blue cookies!"

"But mom said you can have more," I reason with her. She gave me a sad puppy eyes, her blue eyes begging for cookies. I try to resists it but she was just too cute.

"Fine," I groaned and she squeals again in excitement.

"Yay!" She started. "Can we watch the fish movie?"

I laughed and hugged her, picking her up and sitting her on the couch. "Of course!"

And that's how we find ourselves on the couch, Estelle curled up next to me as we watch Finding Dory and Finding Nemo. I grin when I heard Estelle's gentle and soft snores fill the room. It's getting pretty late. I looked at the clock and frowned. It's already nine. But why isn't mom and Paul back home yet?

My answer was answered when the phone on our kitchen counter rang. I gently put Estelle on the sofa and went and pick up the phone.

"Hello, this is Percy Jackson," I started but the woman on the other end of the line cut me off before I can finish my wonderful introduction.

"No time," she said urgently. "Is your parent Sally and Paul Bolfis?"

"Yes," I replied instantly. "But Paul isn't really my-"

The woman on the other line cut me off, again! "You better come quick. They were in a car accident. We don't know how long they could last."

My eyes went wide before I quickly asked. "I'll be right there. Which hospital?"

"The local hospital," she responded and my smile faded.

"I'll be right there," I replied and hang off, now glad that I didn't change my clothes when I got back home. I quickly pick up Estelle and handed her a fur jacket and wrapped in around her. I grabbed my jacket on the way out as well and pick up two random shoes for Estelle and slipped into my running shoes.

I jumped into my car and strap Estelle into her car seat and speed off, not caring if I get pulled off. Plus, I could just use the mist. With my illegal speeding (Which I could care less), we arrived at the hospital in less than ten minutes. By then, Estelle has wakened up.

I put her on my hips and we rushed into the hospital. Estelle rubbed her eyes and asked me. "Why are we in the hospital? Is someone sick?"

"I'll tell you later okay?" I told her softly before I went toward the front desk. "I'm looking for Sally and Paul B-"

They didn't let me finish only to stand up and said. "Come with me. You don't have much time. Paul already passed."

"Daddy?" Estelle whispered. A tear slid down my cheek as I continued to follow the nurse. She opened the door to a room number I didn't bother looking at and I saw my mom, laying there motionless.

"Mom?" I asked softly. Estelle looked at Sally with her head titled.

"Will mommy get okay?" She asked. Mom opened her warm, blue  eyes, now looking so lifeless.

"Take care of her," Mom started. "Remember, I will always be with both of you. Take care of each other."

With that, her body went limped and her eyes looked up at the ceiling, unmoving. I cradle Estelle closed to me, not wanting her to see mom like that. I gently closed my mother's eyes. Her last word forever burned in the back of my mind.