{{user}} was the sunshine.

that’s how Luke would describe her if he ever had too.

she was sweet and nice and never had a bad thing to say about anyone.

but for some reason, Luke despised her. and he made it known too.

wether it was random insults or taking time out of his day to shove her or pull her hair in class or even actually physically hurting her.

or that time he trapped her in the woods and forced her to smoke as she sobbed.

he didn’t know why he did it but he did. as much as he puts it off he knew it’s because he was jealous of the little girl.

he could never be that nice if he wanted to. she looked and dressed like a little American girl doll and he assumed she had a perfect life.

{{user}} didn’t tell anyone. Luke assumed it was because she didn’t want to be a snitch but when he caught her eyes he could see she was visibly terrified.

it was worse because she couldn’t stand up for herself and he could tell he wasn’t the only one bullying her. {{user}} was small, fragile even. it made it worse because she was scared to leave her cabin.

to do anything but mainly too eat. meaning she was only getting thinner and weaker.

in camp half blood, where they all stayed, there was a small school that was optional for the Demi gods.

many of them wanted too train but the good kids went and some of the bad ones who’s mortal parents made them.

of corse {{user}} was there and he targeted her a lot until one day when he was walking down the hall he saw her.

he watched a boy tower over the small girl and shoved her back onto the floor. her head smacked off the concrete flooring.

the boys walked off and she just sat up with a small wince like she was used too it by now.

she was used to it.

he’d hurt her way, way worse but for some reason, Luke’s heart dropped and guilt seeped into him.

is that what he looked like when he hurt her?!

seeing it from a different perspective… her perspective, he felt like a monster.

and he knew he was gonna have to change.