Chapter 8

*I am leaving a trigger warning for this chapter specifically. If you are sensitive about topics such as suicide and drug abuse, I will advise you to not read this chapter. If enough people ask me to, I will make a Synopsys at the bottom of the page.*

As the weeks progressed, Percy started isolating himself more. He was scarcely seen at mealtime; he didn't attend to any of his cabin leader obligations, and Percy almost never left his cabin. With the voice in his head as his only company, it was sorely lonesome and depressing indeed.

As the voice droned on and on, Percy continued to get fed up until, one day, he snapped. 'Awe, what's the matter, Percy? Can't handle the truth? Scared that everything you've ever been told, every day you've been treated at this miserable camp, was false?'

Percy growled and clutched his head. "Shut. up." He said through clenched teeth. "Just shut up! I can't put up with you anymore! The only time I get a break from you is when I'm asleep." Percy barks quietly. 

'You can take that measly medicine Will gave you. You can sleep for a time. But eventually, you'll wake up and I'll be back.' Percy stares at the open bottle for a moment before a small light ignites in his eyes. 

"Unless I don't." He whispers, a small smile playing at the corners of his mouth. Percy looks in the mirror for the first time in weeks and truly saw how horrible he looked. His eyes were sunken and his cheekbones are extremely prominent. He was incredibly spindly and his clothes hung off of his body.

"yeesh, I look like a ghost." Saying that Percy realized for the first time how dry and cracked his voice was. He cringed hearing it but didn't much care. "Soon I'll be rid of this voice in my head, of these horrid memories. I'll be rid of everything." 

'Am I really that bad of a friend, Percy? Oh, dear, dear. If only dear sweet Annabeth could see you now. If only your dear sweet mother could see you. I wonder what they would say to a disgrace like you. probably good riddance.'

Percy rolled his eyes and just agreed with the voice. He walked to the bathroom and grabbed the two cups sitting on the counter for drinking. Percy filled one up with water and the other he emptied the entire bottle of pills into. Percy took them over to his bed and sat the cups on the bedside table before pulling a notepad out and jotting down a note to Annabeth. 

Percy put the note in his jacket pocket and picked up both cups. he took a deep breath and poured a good portion of melatonin into his mouth, followed by a mouthful of water. This continued until there were no more pills and the water glass had mere drops in it. 

Percy blinked hard as the heavy dosage of sleeping medicine took its hold on him. Percy dropped the cups and fell backward onto his pillow. As Percy's eyes fluttered shut, he smiled a small smile and quietly uttered the words, "Free at last," Before everything went dark.

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