Hold on 'til May(Leo Valdez x reader)

Before I met Leo

Trigger warning: self harm, suicidal thoughts, etc. these are mentioned in the description but based on the comments no one reads those lmao

Music was blaring loudly through my cabin, all alone I sat in the corner. I was nothing. A weapon. Injected with the Ichor of Zeus, Hera, Hecate and Aphrodite. Born to be a weapon. Born to be alone and worthless. My finger stroked the sharp edge of the blade, crimson blood trickling down my finger. A feeling of relief washed over me. Hell its not like any one would care if I dropped dead, I thought, I think they'd be relieved.

My life flashed before me, the insults, the abuse, broken ribs and black eyes. I would be better off dying. I looked around at my cabin, Hera's empty cabin apart from my comfy double bed. I lay back. I brought the point of the razor down and down, again and again over my body. My hips, thighs and wrists were covered in heavily bleeding tally marks, if you looked closely at the blood, you could see it glisten in the dim light.

A knock sounded at your door, " y/n, open up, please," you covered your bare body in a wrap dress that covered all the cuts and slowly opened the door...