"Nothing is weaker or smaller than the man who hurts women or children
Whether by his actions or by his words"

I collapsed onto my bed, burying my face into my pillow.

I wanted to escape. Run away, just go... somewhere.

My body hurt.

I got my earbuds and put them in, and locked the door.

This Song Saved My Life came on.

I wanna start by letting you know this...

I hummed along with the tune, and sang with the chorus.

I was broken
I was choking
I was lost
This song saved my life

I was bleeding
Stopped believing
Could've died
This song saved my life

I was down
I was drowning
But it came on just in time
This song saved my life

I loved this song because besides the other lyrics, it was a love song too, about another person helping saving the others life.

I wished for someone like that, someone to come and save me, get me out of this hell on Earth.

I wish my dad...

No. I pushed that thought away. Those days were long gone.

The days where he believed me. Where he loved me. Where he didn't look at me with disappointed, disapproving eyes, saying, why is everything your fault?

Tears that I didn't even notice streamed down my face, getting my pillow wet, staining my sheets.

I just let it all out. I sobbed. I  screamed. I let my walls, my defense crumble for a little bit, if not just for a few minutes.

Eventually I tired myself out, and fell asleep, tears drying on my cheeks.

•

The next morning sun rays streamed through my window, a light to fight the darkness that happened last night.

I got dressed, making sure to cover up bruises, and started walking to school.

Goode High School loomed over me, a huge facility that looked friendly but really was a disguised place for tragedies of humanity.

Bullying, cliches, a social pyramid, all of the sad and destroying things that humanity pretended that didn't happen.

They pretended to ignore the kid in the alley getting beaten up, the girl with the fake smile that couldn't of fooled anyone, the boy with the worn out sneakers and the same hoodie every day.

They pretended to ignore all of it because they chose to be ignorant. They didn't want to sit by the loser kid, the kid that could barely afford lunch, or the kid who had bags under their eyes from working all night just to pay rent.

They chose to ignore all of them, and continue to pretend that everything was okay, that everyday was happy, that the world revolved around them.

Well surprise, it didn't.

I got to my locker and got out my history book.

Then I went into class early like I usually did, in my seat at the front of the class.

"Early again, Ms. Chase!" Ms. Quentin looked up from where she was typing to give me a smile.

"Yes ma'am."

I got out all of supplies, a notebook for taking notes, two mechanical pencils, my book, and then I set my backpack besides my desk.

The clock showed one minute until the bell rung, a warning to the stragglers that were just coming in.

When the bell did ring, Ms, Quentin glanced over the class to see who all was absent.

Then we did the Pledge of Allegiance as usual and lunch was announced. It was Meatloaf Monday, disgusting.

As Mrs. Wellington over the intercom said her last announcement, the door burst open.

A soaking wet Percy Jackson ran in.

I didn't really know much about him, just that he didn't get that good of grades. He didn't really stick out or belong to any groups.

But then, I didn't either.

I was just another screaming begging soul that was invisible, ignored.

Percy sat in his seat, and class started.

I hung on to every word Ms. Quentin said and wrote it all down.

I liked to get good grades. Not for anyone in particular, they wouldn't notice anyway, just for me.

Being an exceptional student would get you many scholarships and get you noticed. Make you outshine the rest so that you could go and get a degree, to escape this hellhole.

Escaping was exactly what I needed, what I wanted to do.

AN
That was pretty dark I admit. I hope you guys like it, I might try to update this story more from now on, but no guaranteeing anything. I honestly don't have a plot 😒😔 right now, just winging it. If you happen to have any ideas, you can comment or message me.
Thanks!

Yours in demigodishness, and all that. Peace out.