Hope you enjoy my very first writing contest. This story is about my character Adam Smith in the Human role-play about why during his time healing he will face a time when he doesn't know why he wants to live anymore and why he cares so much about hockey.

Adam sat in his hospital bed, a sharp pain lingering in his chest. He looked around his white hospital room. He sighed and shifted down to try to get some sleep. His hands were covered in IV cords and tape as the doctors flushed medicine, water, and food into him. He felt lighter with the amount of blood they had taken from him. He looked like a monster with his black circles around his eyes, his skin that was as white as the walls, his swollen like a balloon chest, the bucket beside his bed for when he needed to vomit. He traced on of the cracks in his ribs which caused pain inside him that he had never known before, he didn't stop. Some days he felt like this was the end the end of his life, not just because of his condition but because he didn't feel like there was any point in continuing.

He had been in a hockey accident he had been tripped and flung into the boards while he was playing in the Olympics. Adam opened his eyes as he thought about the accident that leads to his life physically going downhill.

The surgery that was supposed to help him had failed. Then his condition as the doctors put it had been very rocky. One day the slight painkillers that they were giving him were enough other days he was in excruciating pain which caused him to bicker and yell and argue with the doctors over and over again. That wasn't even the worse part the other day a doctor had come and told him that he might never be allowed to play hockey or any sports ever again.

Flashback

Adam looked up at the doctor as he entered.

"Mr. Smith?" he asked in a low voice.

"Yes sir have you gotten the CT results back?" asked Adam.

"Yes we have and we are very sad to say that we have some bad news," said the doctor.

"What?" asked Adam.

Then the doctor spoke very fast saying words that Adam never heard before. But a couple things stood out in his mind, the doctor said that his ribs were badly cracked that they were healing improperly because the surgery had gone wrong which means they needed to get a different surgery one that could only take place at a hospital in New York that specialized in surgery.

'Great,' Adam thought.

And that because of this there was a chance that he the Adam Smith would never play hockey or any sports ever again.

"What!? What about volleyball? Badminton? Swimming?" asked Adam desperately.

"This is just a warning Mr. Smith. All of those are still sports walking again might be a challenge if the surgery doesn't work which means no to any of them," said the doctor.

Adam nodded "the surgery better work!"

This was a bad day for him he had been in excruciating pain all day and was angry that these doctors could cure him. He started yelling at the doctors.

End of Flashback

The memory still brought tears to his eyes his whole life was hockey, was since he was three. He hadn't told anyone not Lisa his girlfriend or his two best friends though he imagined they wouldn't care. The last time he had seen them was the day of his accident and they had yelled at each other and then Rylie his friend had passed out.

He felt a rush of fury flow through him as he thought about his friends. Rylie had gone home from the hospital three days later after she had passed out. She hadn't come to see him or talked to him or Alisa. He thought about how badly during the three days when he was worried sick about Rylie and his own pain hadn't stop him from multiple times trying to sit and stand to walk over to her room to see her. The doctors had yelled at him and then cut back on his painkillers to stop him from doing it anymore and Adam had to say it had worked.

His girlfriend had yelled at him and told him he was an idiot and stubborn and that his friends no longer cared about him cause if they did they would have been there.

He felt sorry but he had to agree with her. If it was either of them he would have been by their sides none stop even if the Olympics had happened. If Alisa had called saying Rylie was in the hospital and he was still at the Olympics he would have hopped on a plane the moment he could have and none of his coaches or teammates would have been able to stop him.

He sighed as he remembered why his parents weren't by his side. When he was five his mother left his father and him he hadn't heard from her until three years ago when he found out she had died in a car accident and his half little brother wanted to see him.

Flashback

Adam walked into the room and looked down at his little brother feeling a rush of fury over him. He had everything he ever wanted his mother and a father, served him to have his life destroyed.

"Hello, you are Adam, right? Mom told me a lot about you," he said.

"Yeah I'm Adam I'm sorry I don't know you," said Adam.

"Jonas," said the boy.

Adam sat down looking at the kid "sorry about your mother."

"She's your mother too," said Jonas his eyes covering in tears.

"Nope she stops being my mother the moment she left my father and me so yeah I don't have a mother," said Adam harshly.

Jonas looked at him in surprise "she did that?"

"Kid life is unfair I would have though you realized that by now."

"My life has been great actually," said Jonas.

"Oh sorry so you are a snob!" spat Adam getting to his feet his anger at his cowardly mother pouring out all over his half brother who had a great life something he had never had.

"My mother told me you were a great kid! A nice one! Amazing at hockey! Great at sports! A bit shy but maybe she was talking about a different boy," said Jonas.

"Must have because I don't have a brother or a mother," Adam said.

"Are you really that good at playing hockey?" asked Jonas.

"Hope to be in the Olympics and perhaps the NHL so yeah I'm not bad," Adam said his anger disappearing he loved to brag about his skill in hockey.

"I have truthfully never even been on the ice. I'm more a lacrosse guy," said Jonas.

Adam looked at the kid curiously "well we should fix that runs on my mother's side you can't be the only one without hockey skill."

Jonas grinned "yeah! You could teach me?"

"Deal!" Adam said giving his brother a half hug "sorry I…"

"It's alright I get it if she had bailed on me I would have been upset," said Jonas.

Adam grinned "come on we have some work to do." he said.

Jonas nodded smiling.

End of Flashback

Adam let a soft smile play on his lips. His brother was definitely his mother's child he had lacrosse skill like he wouldn't believe and hockey he wasn't bad at. Adam enjoyed the days after that he spent teaching his brother the basics of the game watching the game on TV to show him the more complex rules. He spent a lot of time that year with his younger brother. Then his brother got busy with university classes he was taking. He was a straight A nerdy child. He was sixteen years old and starting to take university classes. Adam hadn't seen his brother in months. Just as he finished thinking that his brother walked in with a frown.

"Thought you might need some cheering up," Jonas said.

"You bet," said Adam with a grin.

Jonas sat down and Adam asked him about his university classes. Jonas told him all about it telling him how he had won gold in his lacrosse stuff this year. This got his pain completely out of his mind. Jonas asked about the Olympics. Asked him about how he was feeling. How things with Lisa were going. Adam then told him about his friends.

"Alright bro listens and answer these questions carefully," said Jonas.

"Fine," Adam sighed.

"How long have you been friends?" asked Jonas.

"Since I could remember," said Adam.

"How long have you been dating Lisa?" asked Jonas.

"Couple weeks," said Adam.

"And you already are ready to take her to Edmonton instead of them. Don't you think it's a little weird that they are the only people you hang out with?" asked Jonas.

"No I don't," said Adam.

"Alright you don't hang out with anyone except them and your hockey buddies?" asked Jonas.

Adam looked at his brother "just get to the point!"

"Alright then. They are jealous bro. Of Lisa. And sorry but this Lisa chick sounds like a b****."

Adam looked at him "she isn't."

"She is," said Jonas "and you think it too you just want to finally settle down with somebody."

Adam looked away "not true."

"It is but buddy these girls I haven't even met you probably haven't even told them about your brother," said Jonas.

"Because they don't need to worry about me and obviously they don't care about me enough," said Adam.

Jonas rolled his eyes and sat back in his chair "whatever bro I'm right."

Adam rolled his eyes.

Adam grunted a goodbye to his girlfriend she was going to see her friend Holly who had gotten hurt.

"I love you see you tomorrow," she said running her hand through his hair.

"Yeah see you," he said.

She kissed him lightly before leaving. Adam watched her leave before looking up at the ceiling. He tried once again to go to sleep but instead his memories lead him to the time his mother left his final few minutes with her.

Flashback

Adam sat watching Backyardigans when he was five years old. He loved the penguin Pablo. He giggled. Just as yelling from the kitchen floated over him. He walked over to the door and creaked it open peering in.

"Fine then we are done Josh!" he heard his mother yell at his father.

"Oh really?" asked his father.

"Yes, I am sorry it's my job!" his mother said.

"Fine if you can live with not being in mine or Adam's life you can leave I won't stop you," his father said.

"I hate you!" his mother screamed and turned on Adam who had sneezed.

"Mommy?" he asked timidly.

"I hate you too!" she yelled before storming out of the kitchen.

Adam's eyes started to stream with tears and he ran after his mother "but mommy!"

He watched his mother swing open the door storm out and run out to her car.

End of Flashback

Adam felt new tears leak over his cheeks he put his head in his hands. Before looking up at the ceiling. My mother hates me, my friends hate me, my father is dead….he thought back to his father's death. The death nobody had ever heard about from him at least, it destroyed him. It was the reason that the surgery must work.

Flashback

Adam was fifteen pacing back and forth in front of his father's hospital room. He stared down at the light gray tiles. Breathing fast muttering under his breath. His father had gotten cancer, lung cancer. His father had been told a month ago, and during that month he had just gotten worse. Adam heard a door open and a doctor stepped out.

"Is he all right?" asked Adam turning to her.

"No Adam he is…." the doctor hesitated "we are losing him."

Adam looked at her "he's dying!" he exclaimed.

The doctor nodded "yes he is I am so sorry Adam."

Adam didn't hear her he pushed open his father's hospital door.

"Hello son," his father said.

Adam rushed to his father's side "no...no..no!"

His father looked up at him "it's alright son my time has come to meet the creator."

Adam felt tears well in his eyes "no it's not! Fight it, please! I'm not ready to be alone!"

"You won't your grandparents will be there for you," his father promised.

Adam took in his father's appearance, he had a pale face. His hands clenched into fists, something Adam himself had grown to know runs on his father's side. He had dark circles around his eyes.

Adam took his father's hand "you were a great dad. I love you."

"You are a great son. Are going to be a fantastic man, perhaps father one day and never let what your mother tell you to get to you any of it," he said.

Adam looked at his father "I won't I promise."

"Oh and I'll be waiting for you to get into the NHL," his father said with a smile.

Adam smiled softly "I promise you will see me one day wear a jersey!"

"I know I will," said his father

Adam wanted to say more but he couldn't his throat was tight.

His father gave him a smile before going still. Adam made a small cry before sobbing. The doctor came over and placed her hand on his shoulder.

End of Flashback

Adam sighed looking at the door. He heard familiar voices outside. A moment of yelling happened before a doctor walked in followed by Alis and Rylie. Adam looked at them surprised before glaring at them. The doctor walked out.

"Where have you been!?" Adam demanded.

"I collapsed last time," said Rylie defensively.

"I know you did!" Adam said before feeling tears well in his eyes "but if it was either one of you and I fainted I would have been there as soon as I could. If either of you were here I would drop whatever I was doing!"

"Hockey?" asked Rylie softly.

"Absolutely!" said Adam harshly.

Alisa was studying her shoes.

Adam paused to vomit before turning to his friends.

"Look we are sorry, life came up," said Rylie.

Adam sighed "sure it did!"

Rylie glared at him "your doctor told us some things."

"Like what?" asked Adam.

"Tomorrow you are getting flown to New York?" asked Rylie.

"Not by choice. It's the best place to get the surgery." Adam explained.

Rylie looked at him. Alisa looked up at him.

Adam sighed "it's my only chance to ever play hockey again."

Rylie sighed. Alisa looked slightly annoyed.

"You are alive Adam!" Alisa said.

"My father isn't! I need to join the NHL! I promised my father!" Adam said.

Rylie and Alisa stared at him. He had never told anyone about his father's death only that he had died. Adam looked away finally realizing that so much of his past he hadn't told his friends.

"What else haven't you told us about you Adam?" asked Alisa softly.

Adam looked at her and started by telling them about how his mother had left him when he was five giving them the truth. He then told them about his father's death. He then told them about his brother.

"You have a brother?" asked Alisa in a whisper.

Adam nodded "he's awesome. You would love him."

Adam felt like eighteen years of emotions disappeared off his shoulders, he had ever spoke about his past or feeling to his father because he was afraid to show his mother hurt him. He looked up at them.

"Why'd you never say anything?" asked Rylie.

"Didn't want to bore you plus it was painful enough the first time. I didn't want to relive it," said Adam.

Alisa looked at him "I know a few things about that."

"You guys are awesome. I needed to talk about that. Thanks," Adam said.

They smiled at him.

"We are always there for each other!" said Rylie "right?"

"Always," said Adam weakly his pain catching up with him.

He shifted down "don't go." he begged.

Alisa smiled "don't worry we'll be right here when you wake up."

Adam smiled and for the first time in two weeks, he finally had a good sleep.