Running~A Leo Valdez Fanfiction

Chapter One

A couple parts of this, come right of the The Lost Hero.

•Leo's POV•

Fun.

Such a strange thing.

Having fun, I mean. Enjoying yourself.

I don't think I'm familiar with having fun.

I don't know if I did before the war with Gaea, I never really thought about it.

But afterwards, I started thinking... which most people would say is a bad idea. Which isn't wrong.

Because everytime I had what I called fun, I started doubting myself.

Why are you even part of the Seven?

The voices said to me.

You did nothing the others couldn't do on their own.

Even Calypso gave up on you and fell for some Athena boy.

Stupid nobody.

Scrawny weakling.

And I believed it. I believed the voices.

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For instance. A few days ago, when it was 100-something degrees outside, I sat down with Piper and Jason.

"It's extremely hot." Piper said miserably.

"Well of course Pipes." I say smugly. "Its because I'm here."

Piper didn't even look at me and fanned herself.

"Oh shut up Valdez. Don't you have to be stupid somewhere else."

Then she stood up and walked towards the Aphrodite cabin.

"I was only joking Piper!" I yell after her.

She ignored me and kept walking.

Jason looked at me, a sorry expression on his face.

"She's just grumpy because of the weather. Don't take it personally."

Then he too walked away, towards Piper.

I stare at his back, hurt. I do take it personally. What did I do? I must have done something.

Then I started thinking again.

When I was younger, I was so used to people walking away from me.

So accustomed to watching the back of people's head, and not turning back.

Before I ran away, I used to try and be a good boy and stay in one place. But every family I was with, walked away from me.

And I'll never forget the pain I felt each time someone did.

The feeling that I was so worthless, no one wanted me.

Eventually I got sick of people leaving me alone, I started running away. And leaving other families before they have the chance to leave me.

Putting the pain on them.

No family really wanted me. They just liked the idea of adopted some poor kid. They just liked the idea of me, but me? No.

In fact they wanted to get rid of me after a few days after seeing how hard it is to have a kid.

No one ever really gave me a chance...

So I made a motto.

Keep moving. I don't like painful memories. Who does?

Don't dwell on things.