I Am Percy

Chapter Seven

I fucking hate John Winchester.

HE IS A STUPID MOTHERFUCKER WHO DRAGGED HIS KIDS AROUND (Dean since he was five and Sam since he was a few months old), BASICALLY FORCES DEAN TO RAISE SAM, LEFT HIS CHILDREN ALONE IN MOTELS FOR WEEKS ON END MAKING DEAN USE ALL THE SUPPLIES ON TAKING CARE OF SAM WHICH MADE DEAN GET LESS FOOD, THERE IS APPARENTLY PROOF THAT JOHN USED TO ABUSE DEAN, MARY WOULDN'T HAVE WANTED JOHN TO TRY TO FUCKING AVENGED HER AS WELL, MARY WOULD HAVE WANTED JOHN TO LET SAM AND DEAN HAVE A LIFE LIKE JOHN LET ADAM HAVE!!!!!!!!!

Okay rant over...

Jesse ran a hand through his hair, he was alone. His "parents" decided he was a bad influence on his Star-Shine, so they thought it would be a good idea to take her to see Paul's parents. So as soon as Estella and Jesse came home, they grabbed her and left. Jesse on the other hand, is forced to stay home. 

The rules they gave him,

1. No parties (who would he even invite?)
2. No drugs (because he's totally a druggie)
3. No alcohol (like he would drink after his short time with Gabe)
4. No annoying the neighbors (the people next door love him!)
5. Don't trash the place (if said place got trashed, it wouldn't be his fault)

So his weekend was going to suck.

"Well, might do something useful." He sighs swinging his legs off of his bed he stands and stretches before sitting in his rolly chair by his desk, getting on his laptop, and searching up on YouTube 'Twenty Øne PilØts: The Ultimate Mix'.

"This is what's right with the world!" He exclaims, blaring the music loudly, he get's up and lays back down on his bed. Five minutes later and halfway through Guns For Hands, his phone buzzes.

Neighbor: TURN THAT SHIT UP FAM!!!!!!!!

Other Neighbor: U got it boss!

I turned the music up as loud as possible just as Car Radio starts. I smile and start to sing and rap along.

I ponder of something great
My lungs will fill and then deflate
They fill with fire, exhale desire
I know it's dire my time today

I have these thoughts, so often I ought
To replace that slot with what I once bought
'Cause somebody stole my car radio
And now I just sit in silence

Sometimes quiet is violent
I find it hard to hide it
My pride is no longer inside
It's on my sleeve
My skin will scream reminding me of
Who I killed inside my dream
I hate this car that I'm driving
There's no hiding for me
I'm forced to deal with what I feel
There is no distraction to mask what is real
I could pull the steering wheel
I have these thoughts, so often I ought
To replace that slot with what I once bought
'Cause somebody stole my car radio
And now I just sit in silence

I ponder of something terrifying
'Cause this time there's no sound to hide behind
I find over the course of our human existence
One thing consists of consistence
And it's that we're all battling fear
Oh dear, I don't know if we know why we're here
Oh my, too deep, please stop thinking
I liked it better when my car had sound

There are things we can do
But from the things that work there are only two
And from the two that we choose to do
Peace will win and fear will lose
It is faith and there's sleep
We need to pick one please because
Faith is to be awake
And to be awake is for us to think
And for us to think is to be alive
And I will try with every rhyme
To come across like I am dying
To let you know you need to try to think