Time Zone: The next day, when Annabeth went to school without him.

Percy

When I woke up, I felt this huge banging in my head. I slowly opened my eyes and examined the room. I was in a hospital room. I pushed the blankets off me, and I had one of those hospital dresses on.

Did they find out about the abuse? I sure hope not.

I thanked god that I had boxers on. I got up slowly, but felt a wave of pain. I laid back down. A nurse came into the room, holding a clip board.

"Hello Perseus." The nurse smiled and sat in the chair next to me.

"Now, I'm going to check some wires that are connected to you, then an agent will come in and ask you a few questions. Alrighty, let's begin." The nurse put down the clip board, and started examining the wires that connected to me. She checked my heart rate, then smiled.

"You're getting better." She wrote down some stuff on her clipboard.

"I'll be right back." She left the room, leaving me with silence.

But then instead of her coming back, a buff girl with black hair walked into the room, with a leather jacket and jeans.

"Perseus Jackson. I'm glad you're alive." The agent sat down in the same chair the nurse did.

Yea, I'm glad too. Almost died, it's a terrifying experience.

"I'm going to ask you some questions, are you willing to answer?" The agent asked.

"Sure." I whispered.

"Alright. Let's take the easy questions, then get to the real ones. So, Perceus Jackson-"

"It's Percy."

"Alright Percy. Now, can you tell me who you're biological dad is?" She asked.

My biological dad is always a touching subject to me, because he died at sea. My mom mourned for him, and I saw her break into pieces at a young age. But then because of our financial problems, she married Gabe. Worst mistake of her life.

"Died at sea. He was a marine." I said.

"Alright, now can you tell me where your old scars came from?" She asked, raising an eyebrow.

I can't tell her. I couldn't. Rule 1. Remember Rule 1!

"Rule 1." I tried to fight back tears.

"Can you tell me what Rule 1 is?" She asked, leaning closer to me.

"No!" I yelled at her.

"Alright. It's alright kid, we'll take it slow. Can you tell me who did this to you?"

"No. Can't." Tears streamed down my eyes. Memories flashed through my mind. Bad memories. Memories of being tortured.

"Alright, I'm guessing you don't want to answer any more questions. I'll come back when you're ready." The agent got up and was about to leave.

"Wait!" I yelled.

"Yes?" She turned around and looked at me.

"Can you tell me what happened? When the ambulance found me?" I asked, nervously playing with my fingers.

"Yea." The agent came back and sat on the chair.

"A neighbor called about a disturbing yell coming from your house. So, the ambulance came by and found you laying on the floor with lifeless eyes. There was nobody in the house, the police checked. We knew you wouldn't do that to yourself. Someone did it to you, and you have to tell us so we can put him in jail. Now get some rest." The agent got up, and left the room.

Tricky Gabe. Left when he heard the sirens.

I felt tired all of a sudden, as I felt my eye lids begin to close.

- Fred says that he is thankful that Percy is alive -

PANG

PANG

PANG

I jolted awake. I looked around the room, but nobody was there.

PANG

It wasn't from the door, so I quickly looked at the window.

No. It couldn't be him...

A rock flew at the window.

PANG

I slowly got up, ignoring the pain in my stomach, because fear over rode it. When I stepped off the bed, the wires to the machines that are connected to me followed me as I walked to the window. I looked down, but it was three stories up.

Gabe. And his truck. With a bunch of rocks in his hands.

How did he find me? I don't want to leave. I have to stay here.

Gabe put up a piece of paper. He turned it into a plane, and demonstrated of how he will let it fly towards me. I quickly opened the window, then Gabe threw the paper airplane. I caught it, then stepped back. I quickly unfolded it. I was completely horrified.

Your mother doesn't know your here. You better get down here and jump out that window or I'll do something worse than a punishment to you. I'll kill your mother. I'll blame it on you. You'll rot in prison. Now jump, and everything will be easier.

I dropped the paper. My hands were trembling, as I looked down to see Gabe with a smirk on his face. Kill my parent? No. One was enough. I couldn't lose my mom. Sally Jackson is the best mother I could ever ask for. Tears brimmed my eyes as I unplugged the wires from my body. It was painful, but I had to do it for mom.

I opened the window more wider for my body frame and I sat on the window sill, with my feet dangling.

How could I survive this? There's rocks down there, with plants growing from them. I know it's only three stories, but it was a hard fall.

I sighed. So this is what my life lead to? To me possibly dying from falling off a window?

I inhaled a deep breath, then jumped out.

-oOo

Hey guys! I really hate doing this. This makes me wanna cry. I hoped you enjoyed this chapter.

PEACE OUT

DaQUEEN234

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I landed right on the rocks. My legs felt like lead from a pencil, but just broke. I was about to let out a yell, but Gabe put his hand over my mouth.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk. Yelling now? Just wait until we go home." Gabe dragged me by the arm, and opened the door to his truck. He shoved me in, then slammed the door. He got in, then drove off.

Tears were freely going down my eyes. My legs are broken. I was sure of it. Pain is something that's hard to contain. But then a thought occurred to me.

School.

I missed a day of school.

Is Annabeth worried about me? No, she doesn't like you. You're a monster. You have scars, and have a bad step-father. How could she possibly fall in love with you? (A/N: If he doesn't fall in love with Annabeth, I'm next in line. SO BACK OFF. AWAY FROM MY PERCY. You might be thinking: obsessive much? Answer: Yes, yes I am.)

Gabe drove up to the drive way. It was probably around in the afternoon, so students would be leaving school about now.

Gabe opened the door, and dragged me towards the house. He took out the keys, and opened the door. He dragged me in, then slammed the door.

"One yell. One whimper. One fucking sound that the neighbors could hear, you are going to get killed. You hear me!?" Gabe yelled, and slapped me across the cheek.

"Now go change. You look like an idiot in that dress. Then come downstairs for something I call fun. Five minutes." Gabe snarled, then walked into the kitchen to get a drink.

I ran upstairs, and changed into sweatpants and a sweater. I winced when I saw the huge red deep cuts that were on my chest. It was stitched, but it still hurt like hell.

I ran downstairs, and saw Gabe looking at his watch.

You're stupid! You came late! Great job, dip shit.

"You took five minutes and thirty seconds. Which means an extra five minutes and thirty seconds to our little fun time." Gabe took off his belt, and made me take off my sweater. I was with a bare chest, and Gabe started whipping me with the belt on my back.

Twenty four whips later, I was sore. Gabe walked to the kitchen and drank down a whole bottle. Then he threw it at me, getting ebbed in my skin.

Gabe walked in the kitchen and opened a drawer. He took out a long silver knife.

"No. No!" I backed up in the corner of the living room.

"Rule 10: No protests!" Gabe walked towards me, and looked at my chest.

"I would impale you, but that would just make you scream, to call neighbors. I'm not taking any risks. So, lets create words." Gabe said in my face.

He really needs a breath mint. Jeez, not only is this knife going to kill me but his breath too.

Gabe started using the tip of the knife to softly circle the red spot on my heart. Fear was all I could feel. Just let me die already. I'm ready to die. I don't want to live this anymore.

Gabe pressed harder, and the tip of the knife was now ebbed in my skin. I bit my lip, trying not to scream. He started making out words on my chest, starting from my heart down to my left abdomen. I couldn't see what he wrote, while I let loose a blood-curdling scream.

"STOP!" I cried, and tears flowed down my cheeks.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk. Can't follow the rules?" Gabe shook his head.

Blood seeped out of the deep cuts vertically down my chest.

Let me die.

But then there was someone knocking on the door. Then there was this big thump, and crashing down the door was Annabeth. She looked around, and spotted me on the floor, with Gabe holding a knife. She looked horrified.

"I-I he-ard a-a scream...Percy!" She cried.

"Run! Go!" I tried to yell, but it was a whisper.

I can't let Gabe hurt her.

"So, girly. You decide to knock down my door? And disturb me? C'mere!" Gabe got up and threw the knife at me. It came and cut deep into my shoulder.

"Percy! I'll come back. I promise!" Annabeth covered her mouth with her hands, then ran.

"Run!" I managed to yell, and hopefully she heard from outside.

Gabe chased her out the house.

-oOo

1,718 words! Good god. This was tough. I'm running out of ideas. Suggestions? Please comment!

PEACE OUT (for real this time)

DaQUEEN234