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"I really want to hear your story."
💖P E R C Y💖

As tradition, every time a school sport's team wins, a student holds a party as congratulations. However, I was not informed of such thing. "What the heck is this?" I asked as both of them got out of the car. "Celebration. It's a party."

I rolled my eyes, "Obviously. I mean, I thought we were going to eat or something. Isn't that what you guys usually do when you win?" I mean, that's what Valerie told me when Zac, her boyfriend and is also a basketball player, wins on a match.

"We're single, Selene. Unlike Zac, they go on dates with your friend, Valerie." Exactly. I knew my brother went to parties, wild parties. He even asks Mom for permission, sometimes.

Percy nodded, I almost forgot he was there. "Zac and Valerie have been dating longer than anyone expected. Man, that guy is whipped. He never goes to parties like we did before." It was weird, seeing him in sceneries such as this. The snobbish, smart, strict Percy actually liked places full of people. This one I added to my very own list of how Percy and I are too different. Maybe thats why we never get along.

"I don't like this place. It's full of people, I hate it."

"Well, not my problem. Endure it. And don't use that anxiety disorder bullshit on me, it doesn't work." His words hit me. He thought my disorders were just excuses for me to not do things I am forced to. I just hate it. It made my blood boil. My own brother thought that disorders were silly. One thing I learned is that forcing someone to do things, never really helps.

With tears filling the corner of my eyes, I turned on my heels and left the both of them. "Oh, real mature, Selene." How dare he? To talk about maturity when he himself responded to my issues in a manner that does not count as mature, or at least in my book.

I turned back to them with cold, steely eyes and said, "Don't you dare." He shut up. Silencing my brother always happens when I feel threatened. When I started walking away from them, I heard Percy, "Way to go, brother. She can be really scary when she needs to be."

Right. When I need to be... Just like last year...

I kept walking, passing people drinking beers from red solo cups, playing beer pong, making out, dancing. I hated this scenery. I didn't like it at all. Being in this party alone suffocated me. It made me feel like an outcast, which was probably true because I am, after all, just a mentally unstable, bipolar, hot-headed, depressed, suicidal, intellectual girl who, no matter how hard she tries, never seems to be contented with her life, who never felt like she belonged, who never knew what happiness felt like. And no matter how hard she wants to be accepted, people doesn't want her unless they change an aspect of her to fit their requirements.

Finally, I found the back door. I've never felt so relieved for the last hour. The backyard didn't have a pool so there weren't much outside, maybe there were about five kids out in the back, me being the sixth. I found a double-swing that was very concealed from people. If it wasn't for the party and kids littered in the house, it would've looked absolutely lovely.

I sat down on the seat and observed my surroundings. There were two people on the grass, talking as they lay down, gazing at the stars. It sounded like it came straight from a book but it was true. I loved stories and this one seemed like one of those romantic scenes in books we read. I believed in love but I didn't believe that in what was commonly written as poetic to unfold in this deceitful world. One could only know what they were talking about.

"Enjoying your view." Percy suddenly appeared in front of me holding a solo cup. "No thanks, I don't drink." Or at least, not today... He quickly withdrew his hand and sat down across me.

"Your brother was a total dick tonight." He uttered. I snickered in return. Unfortunately, that wasn't all he was going to say, "But, he can be stupid sometimes and what happened back there was him being stupid."

"Did he put you up to this?!" I growled, feeling angry because he couldn't talk to me himself.

He quickly waved his hands in front of me, "No! No! Jesus, do you always do that?" I huffed and said nothing else. "Actually, I was thinking about how you two fight more than siblings should. And that I was thinking about you."

"Me?" Shocked, I was when I heard him. "Not in that way. I meant it like, I was about what your brother said. I mean, I knew you had issues -no offence-" "none taken" "but I didn't know you had those kinds of issues."

I sighed, contemplating whether I should tell him or not what happened last year. "It was because of last year." It was all because of last year, when I thought that I was doing something for myself when in reality, I was just delusional. I was just a pawn to a bigger prey.

"Looks like you need someone to talk to. I don't usually do this, given our past...but I'm willing to listen." He smiled at me. It was the first time I ever saw him smile at me genuinely.

"Who are you? And what happened to Mr. Stuck up attitude?"

He chuckled, which was weird, considering his personality."Well, you got me. He's actually stuck in his office and I'm just borrowing his body so I can eat you!" He tried to do one of those creepy raptor noises by ended up cackling and well...chocked on his own saliva.

Me being, well...me did not help the guy. Instead, I laughed at him more than I should have.

He finished cackling a minute later and waited for me to get my composure back. "No, seriously, though. I am willing to listen."

I edged closer to him, "Are you drunk?" I asked skeptically. He had a faint but very much noticeable smell of beer. "No. Maybe. Yes. But not that drunk....I think." I rolled my eyes, he was such a lightweight, I bet he only had two cups before he was drunk.

He put his hand over mine, "I really want to hear your story."

For a moment, my wall broke. I didn't need therapy, I needed someone to talk to. It's all I really ever needed. So I did. But I bet he wouldn't remember it.

Oooh! Last year was mentioned again. What could be an interesting plot twist?

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