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My "family" decided to drop in for a little bit. They found me living at Max's apartment. In the middle of the night they knocked on the door. Max went to see who it was and they ran inside. Obviously drunk. They started yelling at me and beating me. I was screaming.

Soon I heard sirens. Then everything went black.

~time skip~
The world faded in and I could see a sleeping max in a chair at the end of a hospital bed.

"M-max?" I whisper. He wakes up. He has a look of shock. I wonder why.

"(Y/n) you're awake. I thought you'd never wake up." He said hugging me. Huh? What does he mean by that?

"Wh-what do you mean?" I asked him. He looked at me with a worried and sad look.

"Um... You've kinda been in a coma for a month and because the injuries you had they would've been pulling the plug on your lifeline in an hour." He said in a sad and happy way. "oh and your parents have been arrested." That I was happy to hear.

"Can I go?" I asked him. He then had a look I couldn't understand.

"Um... Well since you are only 17, you need a parent or guardian signature to be released and since your parents are in jail, and the doctor saw that you have no living family member. You have to go to an orphanage." He said slowly with a sad face.

"Wait, what?!?! My grandma is still alive. She just lives in Italy. Can't she come and get me out of here?" I asked him and the doctor who just walked in.

"Well. It did show that you have some living family members. But 2/3 of them are in jail. And this two are your parents. The other one is a grandma in Italy. We've already contacted her. But.." The doctor trailed off. "She... said she didn't want to let you out. Because she said that you're the reason she had to move to Italy. And that she never wants to see you again." WHAT?!?!? I can't believe this. My grandma was the one person who actually cared for me in the family. Whenever my parents were beating me she would take me out of the house and take all the beatings for me. Until she moved back to Italy. I never knew why she did. I was only 12 years old.

Why was this happening to me?

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