(A/N: This is the start of a short story set in an AU where a certain car accident starts Jaya. I was partly inspired by the Florence Nightingale effect)
Adopted. That was the word that broke him. Jay had just came back from the arcade after playing a few games with Cole and Zane, the latter continuously beating their records, when he saw a social worker talking with his parents. His biological father, Cliff Gordon, was an actor, sentenced to 15 years in Kryptarium after he plead guilty for the murder of an executive producer, who wants to replace him with a younger actor named Geoff Sanders, who at the time was the same age as Jay as well as a singer. And now, Cliff was paroled, reunited with his wife, and they wanted Jay back in their life. And he had no choice. But, when he was told to sign the form that would pull him out of the foster care system, he ran out. He didn't know where he was going, he just ran down the street, teary eyed, unintentionally bumping into people as he ran, ignoring their protests before finding himself in the suburbs, still not looking where he was going.
Two teenaged girls were in a red car that belonged to one of girls' brother as well as the others' boyfriend. The driver, a girl with black hair, struggles with the wheel a little. "Careful with the wheel." The passenger, a girls with red hair, told her.
"It's just a little hard." The driver replied.
"Maybe you should have listened to that instructor."
The driver scoffs. "Oh, please. You know what he said before Kai fired him?"
"'You'll never get a boyfriend with those driving skills.'"
"And when he heard it, he literally threw him out."
"Which is why he asked me to-" She then notices someone running across the road. "NYA, LOOK OUT!" The driver prepared to hit the brake, but had went for the wrong pedal and went fast.
Jay was still crying as he ran across the road, only for a red car to suddenly hit him, sending him falling down onto the road, hitting his head in the progress. The car's occupants immediately got out to see who they hit. "Oh, my gosh! Skylor, I think I killed him!"
Skylor went over to Jay while Nya stayed where she was as people were coming over to see what the situation before Skylor puts two fingers to his neck. "He's still alive!" She notices some blood near his head. "Oh, man, he's bleeding!" She takes off her black jacket to expose her orange t-shirt and puts the jacket under his head as a pillow and to apply pressure on his wound. "Someone call an ambulance!"
Nya turned around and sat back down in her seat, traumatised by what she had done. "I'll be a murderer."