Poseidon new percy was stressed.

He wasn't exactly sure why Percy was stressed, but he knew he needed to take Percy's mind off of it; at least for a while. He decided to take the boys out for a fun day at the pier, a not so local amusement park he used to take the kids to before life got so busy.

And that's why he got the boys up at 6:30 am on a Saturday morning, piled up in his truck (Triton in shot gun, percy and Tyson in the back.)

They stoped at a dinner before heading out on the highway that would get them where they were going.

"Remind me again why it's" he stoped to check his watch" 7:15 and we are at a restaurant?" Triton asked.

"Because, as I've already explained I think you need a break." After a blank look from Triton Poseidon continued. "You know, from school and stuff."

"And waking me up on a Saturday morning and forcing me to hang out with you and the others is a break? On what planet?" Triton asked

"On this one. Listen there was a time when you guys wanted to go to the pier." Poseidon replied

"I wanna go to the pier" Tyson called from where he was drooling over the menu despite the fact they had already ordered.

"Of course he dose, he's a little kid." Triton said rolling his eyes

"Hey, I'm ten I'm not that little." Tyson argued.

"Of course your not my little man," Poseidon replied as he ruffled Tyson's hair "but Triton I'm sure you and Percy will have a fun time, there are lots of big rides I'm sure you'll enjoy. And Tyson might want to ride them too this year" he said with a pointed look at Tyson.

Tyson shied away a bit at the mention of a big ride.

"I doubt Percy likes roller coasters, he doesn't seem like the roller coaster type are you percy?" Triton asked already expecting either an argument or a resound no.

"I wouldn't know, I've never been on one." Percy replied

"You've never been on a roller coaster?" Tyson asked. He phased scrunching up his nose. "Are there no roller coasters where your from?"

"That's a enough, I'm tired of y'alls antics. For the rest of the day I don't want to hear anything but the sound of the three of you getting along got it?" Poseidon asked in a authoritative tone .

They Got it.

With in the next few minutes there food arrived and after Poseidon, who was sure Percy ate at least half of what was on his plant, finished eating, payed the bill and left.

For the first few hours they were at the pier they mostly just looked around. The place was huge and packed and had so many colors whirling around Percy thought his head might explode. Yet after getting the layout of where they were Poseidon let Triton pick there first ride, and Trition being the all or nothing kind of person he was, picked the largest ride in the park.

Percy missed the name of the ride, but it had a violently red track and did flips and turns and drops Percy didn't even want to think about.

Yet he didn't realize his true doom until the seat buckle was on, locked and fastened and the ride started to move.

Percy renemebered how Tyson had past over to the other side to wait for them to be done. Tyson had decided he didn't want to ride after all. There was relentless teasing from Triton Of course, but he passed up the ride anyway. percy suddenly wished he had been smart enough to follow Tyson's example.

The moment the cart started going up the hill percy thought he was going to puke.

Trition smirked at him from his right.Triton was enjoying the scared look on Percy's face. He had picked the biggest ride in the park knowing Percy would either pass it up like a baby or even better ride and get sick.

Poseidon put a reassuring hand on Percy and tritons shoulders from behind.

"You boys ready for this, it's a long way up." Poseidon stated in an excited voice.

"Yeah, I see that." Percy replied barely above a whisper.

"Your not scared are you?" Triton teased

"Of course not." Percy replied, determined not to let Triton get the better of him.

The ride reached the top of the hill and suddenly Percy felt very strange. He was afraid. It had been a long time since he had been afraid of something other than Gabe and himself.

But then the cart came rushing down the hill and all thoughts evaded him expect for adrenaline and a good kind of fear.

Percy road a lot of rollercoasters that night. All with flashing lights and terror filled screams. Some that were barley even rides and others that rocked his world.

But in that day, he didn't think about the bad things. All he could bother himself with were how long the lines were and how much cotton candy he and Tyson could cram into their mouths.

Even Triton after properly waking up around noon treated Percy like a brother.

It was a perfect day.

Well until everything went so fucking wrong.

Towards the end of night the Percy, Poseidon, Triton, and Tyson all decided to ride the massive Ferris wheal for there final ride of the night.

Tyson sat near Poseidon as they tried to spot all the rides in the park and pick out the ones they had rode that day.

Triton was watching Poseidon and Tyson play there little game with a small smile on his face.

Percy sat next to trition looking into what would of been the horizon line except that it was so dark you couldn't tell.

Their over all silience was pierced by the ding of Percy's phone (and old one of poseidons given to Percy so he could keep in touch)

Percy took it out of his wallet, expecting a text from thailia, or maybe even Grover. ( Percy had got in touch with him about a week ago, he was still angry with him and rachel, but it was hard to be mad at your friends when you don't have a lot of them.)

Yet instead it was an unknown number.

A text that only read: so, percy, have you been a good girl for me?

And just like that Percy's world collapsed.

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Everything was happening so fast.

They had gotten home from the pier about and hour ago, everyone too tired to see Percy's anxious face.

That damn number, it just wouldn't stop texting him.

How had Gabe even gotten a cell phone? Did someone bail him out of jail? Why didn't anyone tell him? Shouldn't he have a right to know?

It was one text after another. All ablout how Percy was always such a "good girl." And needed to be taught another lesson.

And then Gabe switched tactics desperately trying to get a response from the boy.

He started talking about his moms suicide and how it was all his fault.

He talked about how his mother never loved him and how she loved drugs more.

He gave examples of the times he beat Percy in-front of his Mom and sally was too high to care.

And even they few times she laughed.

He texted him about how Percy had been a bad girl and deserved it, all reverting back to how Percy needed to be taught a lesson.

Percy just couldn't handle it anymore.

He turned his phone over but the text kept coming.

Eventually he grabbed the familiar black box from under his bed.

He opened it revealing seven sharp blades all from different places.

He grabbed his favorite, a silver pocket knife he had bought at a gas station back in New York.

He promised himself he would stop cutting himself, but he couldn't stop all together.

He promised himself a lot of stuff but he could never keep those promises.

He had tried to quit smoking too but just three days after he had thrown the pack way he had brought another.

He brought the cig up to his lips now trying to calm down. Trying to make himself not do this.

It was a feudal attempt.

He needed this.

He ran the blade over his wrist. The blade was dull and took a bit more pressure than most blades would, but the end result was the same.

When most people talk about cutting them self's. They usually say they go numb.

Percy supposed that was true but it was more as if his mind when numb.

Like it was in some kind process of shutting down and froze.

That's all he ever felt now was a numbness in his mind.

No emotion.

He was a freak, and maybe Gabe was right and he did need to be punished.

Those cuts weren't numb.

They stung like shit.

But it was better than nothing.

Except for that his usual 5 had turned into ten. And ten into 15, into 20.

And pretty soon he couldn't tell where his skin ended and the cuts began. 

He wanted to just end it already. He was so tired, But he couldn't do what he wanted to do yet, it wasn't time.

He knew when he would do it, killing himself. He even had a plan.

He decided it was going to be on the same day his mom did it, April 7.

That meant he would have to go to the trial, but a week after he could do it.

Or not, like he said he wasn't great at keeping promises to himself.

Everyday was as unbearable as the last and April 7th sounded like a life time away.

His bathroom floor was starting to turn red. He felt bad about the mess.

Such a pristine white turning pink, then red.

He had slashed at his wrist and his thighs and his stomach. He had slashed at every inch of skin he could. He was bleeding so much now he really should stop, but he just couldn't and....

And damn he was tired

But maybe another cut would wake him up, maybe it would send a shock to his brain or something but...

But It didn't.

soon Percy's eyes felt far too heavy and he just couldn't keep them open any longer.

It was funny how as soon as you close your eyes it's so much easier to fall asleep.

Asleep on that white, pink, and red mess.

I updated!! I'm feeling pretty proud of myself. I'll try to update again by next weekend but just in case I can't, I gave y'all a super long one. As always thx for reading and commenting. Seriously you guys are great.