What's Going On?
Trent wakes up with the sound as if he was in a hospital. He sees Anton Mercer, who is now sighing in relief.
"What happened?" His head was hurting him to the end.
"You passed out and cracked your skull open. Just about an inch or two, but the doctor said you'll be fine." "The last thing I could remember was you saying that my parents were killed in a cave-in."
He puts his hand on Trent's shoulder. "That's because they were killed. I'm sorry, Trent."
Tears began to flow and Trent still refused to believe that his own parents were dead. "No, no, no, no, NO! They're not dead! They're not! They can't be dead!"
"Trent…"
"They're not! They're…"
Eventually, he began to breakdown and burst into tears and Anton embraced him as he reach his heart out to him.
"You'll be okay. It's okay."
A nurse come in and Trent wipes away his tears.
"He's suffered from a small head injury, but with some medications, he will be okay. I checked his files and now he doesn't have any other family."
"I'm a friend of the family. I wouldn't mind if he stays with me. Would you mind, Trent?" Anton volunteered.
"Uh…I wouldn't mind."
To be honest, he didn't know what to think anymore. His parents are dead and now he has no one in his family who could take care of him.
"Okay, but I will have to notify child services and you will be his temporarily guardian. You can take him with you after we give him medications." The nurse excuses herself out of the room.
Anton's cell phone rings and excuses himself in the hall to take it.
Trent didn't know how to even take what was happening to him. One minute, he was in full-on happy mode. And now, he just felt depressed, especially with the terms of the death of his parents.
I'm giving some credit to Aethelgythe in my story