Annabeth Chase POV:

"I sort of ran away from a party due to my...condition. Anyways I dont want to go back and I just need a place to stay for the night and maybe a ride back," I told the Kanes.

"Annabeth, your a responsible girl and we really trust you," started Mr.Kane solemnly."But you cant just run off like that. It may not seem like it but many people care for you and love you. You cant just run away from your problems. You have to face them. I can give you a ride back but Im afraid we have no room in this household. Long story short- we have a few exchange students with us and were pretty full," he stated looking at Annabeth with a mixture of pride, pity, and fatherly knowings. 

"I understand," started Annabeth," I need to face the problem at task. But ummm I would really appreciate it if you gave me a ride. Its quite cold out here and a long way home". Annabeth knew that catching a cold could be fatal. Plus she didn't want to walk home and wasn't scared to ask Mr.Kane.

Mr.Kane agreed to drive her home and invited Sadie and Carter to come tag along. The car ride to my house was full of Sadie and Carters fighting over space, music, the heater, and now whos closer to a guy named Walt. Mr.Kane was trying his best to end the sibling banter but nothing could end the fighting. Meanwhile I stayed quiet, staring out the car window, wondering what to say when I got home.

When the car pulled into my street I had the Kanes stop and drop me offs couple of houses away. Helen doesn't like it when other people drop me off. Then again she doesn't like anything involving me.

"Stay safe Annabeth. I know it's stage 1, and you've already gone through chemo, and your getting better but still. You stay healthy and let us know if things get worse", Mr. Kane told me, activating his mother hen mode.

"I'll be fine. I always seem to survive. You don't have to worry. I appreciate it though," I told him. I truly did appreciate it, I didn't have many people who cared for me like a father, or any for that matter, and it made me feel almost like crying. But I haven't cried in public since Helen first hit me and I won't ever again.

After the goodbyes I knew I was going to go through hell. If Helen wasn't passed out drunk. Which is unlikely since she's been trying to give up alcohol, and surprisingly succeeding, and hasn't drank since a month ago when I really pissed her off. Wasn't a fun night.

I approached my house and saw the light was on. Great. She's still awake and judging by the night sky my brothers are asleep.

I unlocked the door and twisted the doorknob. As soon as I was inside I saw Helen sitting down in a chair by the stairs, clearly she was waiting for me. I took off my shoes when suddenly I heard Helen's voice taunting me,"Where did you run off to now Annabeth?"

"Junipers house. She needed some help-"

"I'm not stupid Annabeth. Plus a certain 'Percy Jackson' called to see if you were going to a party at this Junipers house. He was really polite too. I would say a boyfriend but look at you, who would date you really?" She purred like a panther, like one when it knows your at its mercy. Her sharp green eyes glared at me, her tiny lips pulled into a frown. "I don't appreciate girls who lie", she started again,"they deserve to be punished".

"I don't like woman who don't mind their own business and think it's their job to tell people what's right and wrong about them," I spit back. I couldn't help myself. The part of me that wanted to tell Helen to go to he/l got way too out of control when the bad part hasn't even started.

"Shut your stupid ugly mouth you s\ut! I am the parent you are the child. You need to learn to control your mouth or else someone else will control it for you", she yelled, standing up.

"I'm guessing that someone is you because you have to control everything about everyone", I mumbled under my breath. I didn't think she heard it, she normally doesn't, but today the world wanted to really get me in trouble.

"THATS IT YOU UNGRATEFUL B!TCH!!" She screamed running towards me. I regretted it immediately but regretting something doesn't change the fact that it's been done. She slapped me hard. "ILL TEACH YOU HOW TO SHUT UP!" She started kicking me. I knew better than to fight back. While I may win that fight she'll get me back in worse ways. I'd rather have bruises and food than her having bruises and me starving to death without my medication. The first and last time I fought back I almost died.

I don't know how much longer I can take.

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