These cowboys, will ride off in the sunset
Once their toys, have turned another profit
Back fire, their smoking guns will never rest!
.:Three Months Later:.
"Will he ever wake up doctor?" The nurse asked. She had taken care of the child since he had come here and was touched by his story. The cops have found his father about a week later when he had come to the hospital and once again tried to kill the young boy. He had claimed to be his uncle and the nurse had granted him access to the room. Since then, she hadn't let anyone in. The doctors looked up any medical information on him, but to there surprise, he didn't even exist. When the father was questioned, he said that they had kept the pregnancy hidden. Because his mother was so young, she didn't want her family to know about the boy and had delivered him at home. It was a miracle he was even still alive.
"We don't know yet." The doctor said. "The longer we wait, the less likely it will be!" He said as he put the medical chart back onto the end of the bed and walked out of the room. The nurse sat down beside him and smoothed out his now shoulder length brown hair and smiled.
"Come on… Show me those beautiful eyes of yours." She said. She was curious to find out what colour his eyes where. She was since day one. The boy was about the same age as her son would be, were he still alive today. She sat back in her chair and closed her eyes and listened to the slow beeping of the heart monitor. She opened her eyes again and sighed. "I wish you would wake up." She saw his hand move and looked at it hoping it would move again. But it didn't so she just dismissed it as a figment of her imagination. But when she looked back at his face she could see it was scrunched up as if he was having a bad dream and slowly turned his head to the side. She jumped up and pushed the button on the wall to alert the doctor. The doctor came rushing in and saw that the boy was moving and smiled.
"Looks like he's waking up!" He said happily. He checked the boys pulse and the boy subconsciously moved away from him. He backed away and let the nurse try. The nurse put her hands on his neck and the boy slightly relaxed.
"I think he's afraid of men." She said. The doctor raised his eyebrows.
"I don't blame him." He said. "I would be as well." The boy slowly opened his eye and looked at them and quickly backed into the wall behind him and hugged his knees to him. The doctor leaned forward and put his hand out. "Don't worry, I won't hurt you." He tried to put his hand on the boy to calm him down and the boy screamed out in fright.
"Doctor…" He looked at her and she shook her head. He stepped away from the boy and the nurse sat down in front of him. "Hey!" She said trying to look him in the face. They boy just stared blankly at her. "How are you feeling?" The boy didn't answer her. "Do you have a name?" The boy shook his head. The nurse felt bad for this boy. 'He doesn't even have a name.' She thought. "Can you talk?" He shrugged. "A little bit?" He nodded. She looked to the doctor and pointed to the boys charts and he took them and left. "My names Mary." She said. He looked at her. "Your safe here!" She patted the bed and he slid down and laid back down. She put her hand on his arm and he tensed. The rubbed his arm gently and he relaxed. "Do you know how to write?" She asked.
"Little!" He said. She looked at him. The boy had a think Scottish accent and it suited him.
"You talked." He looked down and cringed in fright.
"I'm sorry." She shook her head and put her hand back on his arm.
"No that's a good thing."
Unleash the, skeletons from the closet
These strangers, are friends that you never met
They'll send them, sympathies with a hallmark card
TBC… Sry have to cut it off, I got to get to Mr. Benben's class of he'll kill me… Plz RR