Warning: Fem!Percy, AU from before Percy found out she's a Demigod… Will probably be a little repetive. I blame the song. xD

Disclaimer: I own neither Confessions of a Broken Heart (Daughter to Father) by Lindsay Lohan nor do I own Percy Jackson.

Percy had never known her father, never met him, nor had she ever even seen a picture of him… Yet she could barely remember a glowing smile warming her heart.

I wait for the postman to bring me a letter.
And I wait for the good Lord to make me feel better.
And I carry the weight of the world on my shoulders.
Family in crisis that only grows older.
Why'd you have to go?
Why'd you have to go?
Why'd you have to go?

She'd waited and waited for him to finally show up, maybe call or even just write a letter… Yet there was nothing. She watched her mother strain herself working; trying in vain to keep food on their table.

That's when Gabriel Ugliano, or as Percy called him; Smelly Gabe, came into the picture. He was the man that held their family tight in his fist; keeping them stuck there and forcing them to center around him and his wishes.

Percy would never understand why her mother married the man but she knew that telling her what exactly Smelly Gabe was capable of would only hurt her.

So she kept quiet of it; taking the weight on her shoulders.

Daughter to father, daughter to father!
I am broken, but I am hoping.
Daughter to father, daughter to father!
I am crying; a part of me's dying.
And these are, these are, the
confessions of a broken heart!

The only thing keeping her going was the hope of her father coming back to them, the hope that he would save her like a father was supposed to.

Many times had she screamed out in frustration, cried in pain and begged to God himself for her father to come back, to send him away and save them!

And I wear all your old clothes your polo sweater.
I dream of another you, one who would never.
Never, leave me alone to pick up the pieces.

Daddy to hold me; that's what I needed.

According to her mother; the only thing her father had left was her. She'd been given his eyes, his face, his hair, his smile… And she clung to that fact, taking great care of her hair and when she looked into the mirror; it was he that she saw. Not herself.

Sometimes she dreamed, she dreamed of a world where he never left them, a world where they were a family together and where she never had to pick up the pieces of her family.

She dreamed of when he would hold her as she cried; that he'd be there to hold her during heartbreak.

So, why'd you have to go?
Why'd you have to go?
Why'd you have to go?

Why had he left them? Where was he now? Lost at sea, her mother had said. But he'd gotten lost willingly; why? Why couldn't he have stayed; why couldn't he have made them a family together?

Daughter to father, daughter to father!
I don't know you, but I still want to.
Daughter to father, daughter to father!
Tell me the truth, did you ever love me?
'Cause these are, these are,
the confessions...! Of a broken heart!
Of a broken heart!

She'd never known him, no. And sometimes she wondered if he'd loved her mother or herself at all.

I love you.
I love you.
I love you.
I ... I ... I ...
I love you!

But, that didn't mean that she didn't love him. Because she did, even if he had abandoned them. She'd always love him at least a little, because he was her father.

Daughter to father, daughter to father!
I don't know you, but I still want to.
Daughter to father, daughter to father!
Tell me the truth, did you ever love me?
Did you ever love me?
These are the confessions of a broken heart!

So she waited, waited and waited. Perhaps one day, when she met him again, he would tell her the truth of wether he loved her or not and perhaps, one day, she would forgive him. Wether they were dead or alive at the time.

Oh ... yeah.

Yes, she'd forgive him, she decided. She had to.

And I wait for the postman to bring me a letter.

All that was left to do, was for her to wait. So she did. She waited, and he told her.

A/N: Uh. That's all. Hope you enjoyed, please review with your opinion of this.