Echos Of A Broken Home

Chapter 2: The Hospital

Adrian's POV:

It's been 3 weeks since I left home. I walked more than 2000 miles to be away from that prison that I call home. I had to sleep in alleyways so that Kaden or the cops wouldn't find me. I had to steal food in order to survive, I didn't ask anybody for help because I don't trust no one. I cry myself to sleep, blaming myself for Mama dying and for ruining Kaden's life. My 11th birthday is coming up, it was also the day Mama passed away. Every year on my birthday, Kaden would hit me and said he shouldn't give mercy to a killer like me. He was kinda right though... If it weren't for me, Mama would still be alive... People were kind enough to give me food, even though I didn't ask for it. I was greatful that they would give an abused homeless kid like me some food, but sometimes I don't deserve to eat. The kids at school would fat shame me and call me "Tubby". I was so ashamed to look at my body and stopped eating. I also have troubles sleeping whenever I get nightmares or night terrors about my tormenters. I wake up, looking like a sweaty mess. I also have suicidal thoughts and thought about ending my misery for being a burden and a mistake. Besides, nobody likes a kid who murdered his own mother like me... After walking 2000 miles, jumping from one town to another, I felt like passing out due to walking so far from home.


Adrian: *is getting tired while walking* So tired....Losing... Energy... *falls down on the floor* Food...Shelter...Mama.... *passes out*


I thought I was gonna die from exhaustion, but what's happening next would change my life around. 


*a few hours later*


Adrian: *slowly wakes up* Ugh.... W-What happened...? *notices that he's in the hospital room* W-Where am I...? *sees a doctor coming inside the room*

???: Ah, you're awake. *goes over to check on him* You okay? You been out cold for a while.

Adrian: *slowly sits up* Y-Yeah... Except, how did I end up here at the hospital? *is confused*

???: Oh, someone found you on the side of the dirt road path and brought you here for medical treatment. *starts to get concerned* Although, we found a bunch of cuts, wounds and bruises all over your body. We managed to bandage them all up. It is good to see you're okay and well.

Adrian: T-Thank you, Dr...

???: Oh, you can call me Doctor Quack, kiddo. Now, I better call your parents to tell them where you are-

Adrian: *is shocked to hear this then stops Doctor Quack* NO! Wait! You can't I- *stops for a moment then sighs* I can't go back... *sadly looks down on the floor*

Doctor Quack: *is surprised and concerned* Huh?

Adrian: I can't go back to that prison... He'll hurt me again... *is on the verge of tears*

Doctor Quack: You ran away from home..?

Adrian: *sighs then looks at Doctor Quack* I'll tell you....


I told him everything about my past. About how Kaden was beating me, how my Mama died from childbirth, how my bullies were tormenting me and giving me black eyes and bloody noses. About the police not doing anything about the abuse and about the school not doing anything about the bullying. I broke down crying thinking about my tormenters again, I tried to hide my tears cause I wasn't suppose to cry for what I've done.


Doctor Quack: *is shocked and devastated* My god... I didn't know you had a troubled childhood... 

Adrian: It's my fault that she's dead... If it weren't my existence, she still be alive and Kaden wouldn't be an angry person.... *wipes away his tears*

Doctor Quack: Adrian, that wasn't your fault... Your father said those mean things just to hurt you cause he couldn't cope with the loss of your mother... You are not responsible for her death, you didn't deserve the abuse that you suffered for years... *hugs Adrian in comfort*


When Doctor Quack hugged me, I was surprised. Nobody has ever hugged me before since Mama passed. I eventually hugged back and let out all the sadness.


Doctor Quack: *is soothing Adrian's back* It's alright, let it out.

Adrian: *finishes sobbing then wipes away his tears* I'm feeling a bit better... Thank you... *smiles*

Doctor Quack: *smiles back* Now, I better give CPS a call and have a talk with the person who saved you. Wait right there. *heads out the door*


After he left, I was so happy that someone saved my life and actually cared for my well-being. But there was one problem: Who was the person who saved me?



TO BE CONTINUED