Hey guys! Sorry I haven't updated in a while, my laptop was taken away.
On the bright side, I found a free version of Microsoft word *yey*
So if you haven't noticed, this switches perspective by chapter, the last one was Bianca, so this will be Adam.
Also, sorry this chapter is short. The next one will be way later and will involve both Bianca and Adam.
Darkness.
It was all Adam saw.
He was woken by two unknown voices.
"How's she doing?"
"Better. We were able to gauze up the wounds pretty well... but the stitches were quite tricky."
"Oh really? Why?"
"Well the family thought it was just one cut, but there were actual multiple, deep cuts."
"Ahh, I see. Well, you know..."
Slowly the voices faded and Adam took advantage of this and opened his eyes.
A hospital room greeted him, white walls, a table decorated with flowers, and a heart monitor.
"I'm alive." He whispered under his breath, disappointed.
He heard footsteps approaching and quickly shut his eyes, not in the mood to deal with anyone.
He heard his mom sigh and sit in the nearest seat.
"Mom, he obviously hasn't woken up yet, let's go."
Adam could practically hear the glare his mom gave Drew.
"I-I just can't be here mom. The way he was acting. We should have known something was wrong." Drew's voice began to break and Adam couldn't help but wonder if his quarterback brother was actually crying.
"Drew, don't blame this on anyone, not even yourself. This isn't your fault, it's no one's fault. Gra-Adam needs support right now, not for us to play the blame game."
Grace.
She was going to call him Grace.
Adam waited until he could no longer hear the footsteps retreating from his room.
He then pulled back the bandages on his arm and looked down at the scars.
Carved into his arm, the word "freak" stared back.