"He did it himself, my baby tried to kill himself!" a familiar voice cried.
My eyes opened to find myself in a hospital bed, with a nurse staring at me. My hand had a wrap on it, covering where the burns were, and my scars were covered in a gauze. Then i saw my mother standing in the doorway, with mascara dropping down her face and tears streaming from her eyes.
"Daniel!" she screamed then hugged me. I shoved her off of me.
"get away from me." i mumbled.
"Dan, it's me!" she acted hurt. She hugged me again. I shoved her again. I tried to stand up, but there was a sharp pain at my stomach area. I grunted, my eyes swelling up with tears.
"you did this, y-you d-d-did this!" I yelled.
"Mrs Howell, we must ask you to step back." the nurse told her off.
"No! can't you see! this is my baby, he's hurt!" She screamed.
"Yes, we understand, but this is for your health as much as his."
"No! I'm staying here with him!" she answered.
The nurse took her walkie talkie up to her ear, and mumbled, security into it. They dragged her away, and closed the doors of the room. leaving me alone.
