Adrik always loved his family, his father and younger brother, in a way. They lived in Russia and things weren't always perfect with the communists on the rise. His mother left when he was barley a month old and his father blamed him for it, not wanting to take the blame for anything. Friends of the family would always say he reminded them of his mother which Adrik also guessed why his father didn't take much care for him. As he got older he started seeing the world the way his father saw it, outside of the Soviet Union being a cruel world where everyone is not equal and fighting. He argued with his father more and more and his brother always seemed to be on his dads side, with their dad putting more faith in him then Adrik. till that cold evening where the argument went too far, with his father slashing him across his left eye making him bleed all over floor. Adrik ran into the city, Moscow, that night and climbed the stairs of one buildings to sit on the roof. He sat there for a while till he heard the door to the stairs open.
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Runaway
FanfictionThis is a story for my Countryhuman ocs where we follow the perspective of Adrik and his journey out of the Soviet Union and into Europe to escape his family and meet some new friends.
