Ethan was just 13, as he sat in the back of the car, twiddling his thumbs. "Mom.. what if.. it's just like the last school?" He looks down remembering how he got beat up in his last school. His father, (Craig), looked over to his dear wife(Angela) as she spoke, "We're moving closer to grandma, you know this. And I think this time it w--"
"Will be different. Yeah I know, you told me this last 3 schools I moved. I just don't want to get hurt again." He looks down more, and wipes his teary eyes. His father looked to his mom and they started muttering things back and forth.
Finally, they stopped and his mother turned back to him. "My darling. Everything will be better at this school. Maybe you'll find better friends." She smiles at him and reaches over the seat and pets his face. "I don't want my little Ethan to worry, alright?"
His father glances around the seat. "Just know th-" "Dad, you should watch the ro-" "Nonsense, but do remember that we will always lo-" As he said this a car in front of them swerves and he shoots the right way.
Ethan covers his mouth, trying not to scream. As his father tries to get ahold of the car, it swerves off of the road and begins rolling down the unmentioned hill-side. It rolls down fastly, and his father tries to kick the brakes, but the brakes have broken.
His father turns to his mother, tears streaming down his face. His mother gasps, knowing what's going to happen. They both turn to Ethan. "Listen. If you wake up, I want you to get out of the car and look for help. Ethan. You may be adopted, but we will love you no matt-"
CRASH.
The car has crashed into a large tree.
Ethan's tight shut eyes opening as he had something on his back. He tries to move, but his back just hurts worse. He groans in pain. "Mom?" He asks as he recieves no answer. He hesitates. "Dad!?" He yells. "Mommy! Daddy!" He begins to cry.
"E-Ethan... I love.. you." His mother mumbles and gives her last breath. Ethan begins crying loudly.
"Mom! Dad! Please don't die yet! Please. Please! PLEASE!!!!!" He begins sobbing uncontrollably.
A half hour goes by and a male's voice calls out. "Hello out there!?" Ethan looks up, and tries to crawl out but a large part of a tree is on him, instead he yells out. "Help me! Please!"
The man hears a child and quickly runs over. "Oh my god..." He sees the car. He looks into the front seat and sees two dead parents. He takes off an unmentioned hat, and places it on his heart.
He runs on the other side and sees a fragile child half on the floor, and half on the seat with a large tree branch on his back. "Child, are you alright?"
Ethan nods, "I-I think so..-- Mom! Dad! Wake up!" The man bites his bottom lip and lifts the branch. Ethan crawls out, slowly. "Child, what's your name? Where do you live?"
"E-Ethan Davenport, sir. And.. we were going to (holy shit i dont know where they live uh), to live with my grandma.. but.. " He glances over to the car, and wipes his face. He's weakly against the car. "Where is the nearest police station?"
The man nods at Ethan's smart mind. "LEt me take you there."
Moments later of walking up the hill (mentioned before), and going towards the man's car, he begins driving to a police station, in which he knows of.
They soon arrive to the police station and he helps Ethan in. After he explains to the cops of what had happened, they ask Ethan a few questions. He tells them exactly where they crashed and all that jazz.
As he tries to explain he winces at his back and collapses. The man looks to his back and a big bloody cut on his back. The police quickly call and ambulance over there and they take him to the hospital.
They stitch him up, and they still ask him questions. He tells them about his grandmother, how he was adopted about when he was 11, and how he wished he were dead instead of them.
They fil out papers and all that and call his grandmother, in which she drives down there and comes to pick him up.
To be continued? ??
