Don't leave me alone

Still a child

John's Pov-

        "I have to go back! Dave needs me!" I thrashed around as he pulled me away. "He doesn't need you. He never did." I screamed as I was pulled further away. "Nooo!" I jolted awake. What? When did I fall asleep? I sighed, grabbing my glasses off the bedside table. I slipped them on and got out of bed. What was that? I don't remember much after dad came to get me. I do remember biting him though. I should probably apologize for it. I didn't mean to bite him. I was just upset. I didn't want to leave Dave when he needed me, but Bro made it very clear that I needed my rest and being in the hospital wasn't the place to sleep. I grabbed the blanket at the end of my bed and wrapped it around my shoulders. I quietly walked to the door and opened it. I began walking to the stairs when I noticed the light in Jade's room was on. I still didn't''t know who Jade really was, except that she was my sister. I walked toward her door. I heard a voice from inside. "I miss you Jade. And I know John does too. If only he could get some of his memory back. I'm sorry. I truly am." Oh. That was dad. What happened to Jade? I remember the story that Bro told me. But I don't if I could believe it or not. I was so confused. I backed away from the door and continued my path downstairs. Something was off and I was going to get to the bottom of it.

        "What are you doing up kidd-o?" Dad asked, walking down the stairs. I looked over at him. His eyes were red and puffy as if he had been crying. "I, uh, had a bad dream." I pulled the blanket tighter around me. I didn't want to think about what the man told me as I was dragged away. "Oh?" He sat down next to me. "Do you want to talk about it?" I shook my head. It was too terrible. "Okay." I pulled my knees up to my chest. "Dad?" I spoke hesitantly. "Yeah?" I wanted to ask him a question that had been on my mind for a while. "Is there something wrong with me? Why can't I remember anything?" Dad patted my back. "There's nothing wrong with you son. You were just at the wrong place at the wrong time." I sucked my bottom lip into my mouth. I released it with a small 'pop.' "What happened to me?" He sighed. "You were hit by a car. You were in a coma for two months. the collision made you lose your memory." I nodded. That;s what Bro said. And Dave mentioned it, I think. My brain hurt. I yawned. "I'm tired, papa." I leaned into his shoulder. I think I did this when I was a kid. I couldn't remember. "Go to sleep, son."

Dad's pov-

        Once John had fallen asleep, I carried him up to his room. I laid him down in his bed. I sighed. I really wished he could get his memory back. I missed my happy, care-free son. Looking at his sleeping face made me realize something. He was still just a child. Even tough he just turned 18, he was still a child. he hadn't seen much of the world. I hoped he would get better soon. I closed his door as I walked out of his room. He was still just a child.

(A/N: I just noticed that this story is getting really deep and really sad like quickly. And I'm really not that good at writing sad things but I guess thats why I keep trying.

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