𝘚𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘐𝘴 𝘛𝘰𝘰 𝘓𝘰𝘶𝘥

As Percy's blood tickled down his arm, the flashbacks all came back.

"Perseus Jackson," yelled the man in the couch.
No
"Yes, Gabe?"

"Why is it that today you came home an hour after school ends?" Asked the man, slowly standing up, and walking towards the teenage boy who was closing the door.

"Th-I had tutoring. You know, since my grades last year and all."

"Oh, yes. I remember asking you to study harder, though."

"Y-you did. I promise I'll try."

Percy Jackson. The seventeen year old outcast who cover his arms with a hoodie. Yeah, hoodies hide scars, and Percy has too many. He hides himself to keep himself going. But what happens when some people he just met, and others he has known long enough, help him?

TW: self harm, suicidal thoughts, abuse.