Brian's POV
I sighed lightly as I held the crying boy. He didn't deserve any of this. Mika was so frail and small but he was beautiful. He had pink hair that flowed down to his waist and eyes that somewhat matched. His sent was vanilla with a hint of sweet strawberries.
The small omega soon tiered himself out from crying and was now asleep in my arms. I'm glad he seems to be okay with me. I gently laid the boy down and pet his head as the nurse checked out the equipment and whatnot that was hooked to him.
My dad looked at the boy with a saddened expression that I wore as well. I'd never seen anything this bad. I've heard of things sure but I've never seen it. I was still appalled at his condition and that his own father was the cause.
We walked out of the room with the nurse as we discussed his condition. She said that within a month they could preform surgery for his paralysis and that tomorrow they would fix his shattered legs.
It was time for us to leave but I couldn't help my longing to stay with him. I look back at the door with a sigh. "I'll see you later little Mika...."
