the first letter

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percy,


i still remember the first day i met you at the hoover dam. you looked nonplussed, scrambling around the place. i couldn't help but laugh at you. even now, i still admire you. your bravery; your loyalty.

but i can't describe how much this hurts. how many times have you lied to me? the lies all hurt. they're like thorns, they stick in my skin, but i can't find them because they're too thin. too small. i can't see them. i can't pick them out.

so they sting. they prick and bother me everyday. i have so many. i feel them everywhere. but they've never bothered me too much. i go on with my day, no matter how hard it hurts.

it hurts to admit my mistakes, but it's inevitable. i want this to be given to my sister, drew, when she's ready.

buckle up, jackson. it's going to be a long and bumpy ride.


— serena.

mr. perfectly fine; percy jackson¹Where stories live. Discover now