Broken, Maybe Fixable?

Apoted by who?

"Me, Carl Mik." What the doctor wanted to adopt me?! Well, this will be interesting. As they put a mask thingy on my face I started daydreaming. What will my new life be like? Is the pale faced man, my so called new 'father', nice? I slowly drifted off... A few hours later I woke up.

The doctor was sitting across from me smiling, creepy I said in my head. wonder what he is thinking? "I see you've woken up." No dip Sherlock. What do think I was, dead? "Anyways I have bought you a whole new wardrobe, today you are aloud to leave the hospital." "Um.. Ok."

"My last name is Mik but here I go by king. By the way do you remember your name?" I shook my head "it's Allie Mik or King. you pick." King I'm so picking king, who want Mik as there last name (no offence) I mean seriously. I'm just not going to answer this creep and go back to my little world of memories. I wonder where I am, I mean I know I'm in a hospital but in what city? "Your in Ireland darling." Darling eww. wait am I talking out loud!? Ugh I can't even think by myself.

 after he kept talking nonsense to me I got out of the hospital bed and used my wheelchair to get to the bathroom. I changed into dark leggings and a cream sweater. I put tall brown boots on I did my makeup, or what I remember how to do. basically I wore lip gloss and concealer. ok I can do this. It's my new life don't screw it up Allie. Deep breaths, in out in out. Here we go!!!!!

As we walked out the hospital doors I was blinded by light. "by the way how old am I?" "16" "Cool." he kept making (or trying to make) small talk. I kind of ignored him. that seems a bit rude but it makes since I just woke up from a two year coma. I wonder what happened.

all I remember is him saying "you little ***** I will find you and I will kill you"  it still makes me shutter. his face as they shot him down. it was contorted in agony. his brown grey eyes and grey stubble on his chin made me want to puke. I will never say the name again and every time I hear it I'm going to run a far as fast as I can.

"Darling what's wrong? your face was scrunched up in disgust." "Nothing just a flashback a nasty one at that. (A/N NOT WHAT YOUR THINKING) "Its okay I'm here." he cooed. I will never look to him for comfort. EVER.

9HOURS LATER

He lived in America so thats where we are going. We are currently in th airport waiting for the second flight.  I wonder what America is like? The Irish people in my hometown said it was amazing but kind of crowded. "Allie where do you want to live in America. I'm rich so we can move anywhere."

Well he's modest. Very modest says my mental friend Lucy. she is like my imaginary friend but in my head. she is my second opinion. I never had any friends at his house and I don't plan on having any now. I'm fine with Lucy.

"Um I've heard good things about Tennessee, California, Michigan, New York, Florida, and Hawaii." "I personally like Hawaii" says Lucy. " I do too." "What was that?" " Nothing," I cover, " just talking to myself." I force a smile and laugh. see deep down I think this doctor uy needs a doctor him self.

 Well Lucy its just you and me, I smile sadly, just you and me.