Nothing Left To Say (Percico)
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"Say it!" I repeated. "Tell me what you actually think of me! You're just like everyone else, Jackson, I know it! Just admit it-"
Percy let out a strangled noise and suddenly, I ended up on the rough grounds of the forest. My wrists were gripped in his hands tightly, pinning me down, as his black hair stuck to the sweat on his flushed tanned face, and mine to my pale cheekbones. My back ached, but my anger triggered pain was stronger.
"Everything is WRONG about me." I said through gritted teeth. "I might not be a real ghost or a lost soul in my father's realm, Percy. But up here... I might as well be."
~It's a long journey to love. Especially if you run away from it.~
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