I DON'T WANT TO DIE.

PERCY'S POV.

I lay on the floor with eyes shut and blood running down my face. I wasn't sure I was unconscious yet because I could hear them talking. It was Sam's voice right over me.

"I don't understand why you'll never go for yours..... This is for fucking around with vera! "

he kicked me in the stomach and I coughed out in pain,holding onto my tummy.

"Couldn't you tell I liked her? " he yelled.

What the hell? How was I suppose to know that! I screamy in my head. Why then was he always pushing her on me?

"Guys.....it's ok... Let's leave here....come on guys.....remember he's done lots for us....."

Lucky say in a shaking voice.

"Shut up luc! " Sam yelled at him.

"Let's leave...he's not going to survive this anyway..."

Harold came.

Soon,the room was dead silent.was I going to die? What about Phoebe, will she know what happened to me?