Lost Boys | HU AU|

Chapter 2

Danny p.o.v

"I have never seen a kid more nervous about everything in my life," I hear one of the nurses tell another. I am sitting on my bed staring out the window waiting for my social worker come and take me to the Lost Boy's home. They aren't sure if they will make me start school after the weekend because of my issues and my lack of ability to read. "I wouldn't be surprised once you discover his history and how he has spent his life so far. His hospital stay has been the only time he has had a room that hasn't given him claustrophobia," the other nurse says. I wasn't keen on how they knew my story and everything, but I guess they had to know because of the way I was behaving and how scared I was of pretty much everyone who came near me.

Caleb, who introduced himself to me as my main social worker said I was going to be sharing a room with a guy called Jordon and hanging out with the four guys he was friends with. I was nervous, but Caleb showed me pictures of them and told me some things about them. It made me a little less nervous, but I don't know if I feel like I will be able to trust them right away with how my life has been up till now. Caleb said one of them might teach me how to read which would be nice. I want to learn how to read and write. I don't think it will start happening until I calm down and get settled in with the guys. I don't know any of them and I will be meeting all five today according to Caleb, but that might depend on how I feel.

"You can't help but feel sorry for the boy. I wish we could help him more," a nurse says, I think it was the second one that spoke before. I don't get why they want to help me so much, I am just a massive fuck up. That's what my mom keeps calling me anyway. "Yeah, there isn't a lot we can do though hun. We are nurses not councillors, he would need more mental health support than medical," the first nurse says. I don't know what they are talking about anymore, but it is making me uncomfortable to hear them talking about me so much. I walked over to the chair by the window and wrapped my arms around my legs. I was grateful that they brought me a rocking chair, it helps me calm down when I am getting too stressed.

I was looking out the window as I slowly start rocking myself. The nurses were watching me, I could tell but I needed to calm myself down. I still think my parents are coming to pick me up and they are not going to be happy with me. I know kinda that they are in jail and not coming. I heard someone walk over to me, but I was too distracted in my mini panic attack to notice who. "Hey Danny? It's gonna be okay. You don't have to go back to those people anymore," a male nurse tells me and rubs my arm. I was mumbling a lot, I guess he managed to make out what I was saying. "They aren't coming to get me?" I ask the nurse. I sounded like such a little kid just then and I don't think he liked my lack of understanding of the situation.

"Nope, they are not going to be allowed anywhere near you. Caleb is going to be the only one outside of the medical team here that can see you," the male nurse tells me. Then he guides me through some breathing exercises to help me get through my panic attack. I look at him and he notices how nervous I still am. "Don't worry Danny. You are going to be going through anxiety. Just a month or so ago the police came and turned your world upside down. It is going to take a lot to get used to but everyone around you will support you no matter what," he tells me. It was almost like he was reading my thoughts. I heard one nurse say he has worked on cases like mine before, so he knows how people feel and what to do.

"Yeah, I think it's going to take a while for me to get used to this. I still think my mom and dad are coming back and when they get me they aren't going to be happy with me because of what has been going on," I tell him. I felt like I could be open with him and that he was a trustworthy person. He has told me a few times that I could tell him anything that I felt that I wasn't able to share with others and that he would listen to me and make me feel happy with what is going on around me. "That's okay Danny. I think you have done amazing so far and you'll easily keep this up. Tonight, you are going to be in a comfy bed with someone who is very eager to meet you and look after you and you can take it one day at a time," the nurse tells me.