The left behind

♆Chapter 2♆

ᴺᴼᵂ ᴾᴸᴬᵞᴵᴺᴳ : The Exit by Conan Gray 

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I sat on top of the kitchen counter tossing a ball from hand to hand while my mom was making something, when Percy walked out of the bathroom I was about to say something before he put his index finger over his lips telling me to be quiet then walked over to our mom and tapped her right shoulder and standing on the other side of her when she looked over to her right, mom chuckled and Percy smiled at her then looking at me and laughed.

"I found the good marshmallows. Ones that don't burn so easy." Mom said with a smile on her face 

"I don't think it was ever the marshmallow's fault I wasn't paying attention," Percy said after her, and then we all exchanged looks with a moment of silence. "Mom... I need to talk to you and Elena about something." 

Mom nodded and we all sat in the living room next to the fireplace, with the fire going it made little 'crick' sounds from time to time.

"I'm used to feeling weird. I'm used to the world feeling weird to me, like a puzzle with half the wrong pieces. I try to pay attention. I really try, but...then I'm daydreaming." Percy spoke "I can't help it. But lately...it hasn't felt like daydreaming. It's felt..."

"Real...more real than just daydreaming...too real," I said, Percy and Mom looked at me, and then Percy spoke again

"And then we were at the museum and..." His voice trailed off

"You saw something." Mom spoke with a soft tone. "Something that felt real to you, but no one else could see?" Percy nodded

"...Ms. Dodds..." I muttered quietly

"What did she say to you?" Mom asked Percy, I looked up at her and Percy did the same but with a bit more confusion on his face

"She? How did you know it was a she?" Percy asked Mom, she looked up at the ceiling

"Do you know why we come to this cabin every year?" Mom asked

"Because it's near the septic tanks, so it's cheap. Mom, how did you know about that thing we saw?"

"We come to this place every year because this is the place I met your father."

"Our dad?" I asked

"What does our dad have to do with this?" Percy asked as Mom wrapped her arm around my shoulder, then used her free hand to brush Percy's hair out of his face.

"A long time ago, I...met a man, here on the beach. He was wise and brave, and kind and...noble. From the moment I first saw him, I knew that...that I had never met a man like him before. And then I realized he was unlike any man I had ever met before...because h...he wasn't a man at all. He was a god." Mom looked down at me and then looked at Percy

"You fell in love with God? Like...Like-- like Jesus?" Percy asked

"Not God. A god. Percy..." She cleared her throat "...the stories...that I have told you, and your sister about Greek gods and heroes and monsters, they are real."

"Mom-"

"In those stories, I have told you about how gods and mortals would sometimes have children together..."

"Mom, please, stop," Percy asked

"Children called demigods..."

"Mom!"