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*Dr.Cross POV*
I watched as they brought in the young 16 year old male he apparently tried to kill himself I walked beside the stretcher till we got to his room I hooked him up to a iv
And breathing machine. "Did the parents follow in their car?" I asked one of the EMTs
"Um no sir the dad was passed out and the mom seemingly didn't care" he said rubbing the back of his neck. I looked up at him before dropping my eyes to my patient "shit" I said I turned around and looked at the young EMT "you did good go on back home" I said before watching my patient he started whimpering like he was in pain and trying to turn over when he found he couldn't he lifted his hips off the bed. No. Please dear God no I undid the straps on his wrists and gently flipped him I lifted up the sheets then I bended over by the bed and threw up in the small stationary trash can. The poor boys butt was red and he had scratch marks on his hips. I flipped him over before locking the straps back over his wrists "hey dad I brought you something from mo- whoa faggot?" My son asked I turned and looked at my son "Jakob! I never ever want to here that word again"
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Wish I Could Change
RomanceNo one cared That was obvious I was ghost to everyone except my tortures the ones who prove me right Mark is a 5 foot, 16 year old who self harms to escape the unemotional world he lives in. He's gay and crushes on his bully but when tragedy strike...
