Alex's POV
The very next morning, Jeff dragged me upstairs, punched me, and threw me on the ground.

"Stupid boy! Why the hell did I ever take you back?"
He yells as he takes off his belt.

"Ahhhh! N-no! S-stop! Ahhh! Pleeeese!!!!! Ahhh!"
I cry.

All my cuts re-open.

He pauses, and turns his head for a second, and I'm gone!

I rush out the open door as best I can, run across the driveway, down seven blocks, and keep running best I can.
I look back, and to my surprise nobody is there.

I recognize the tree line, and immediately run for it.-Even though I'm not really running, I'm limping, tripping and falling.

As I run, the blood drips down my arms, and legs.
I trip over my own feet again, and eventually collapse.

My legs are bleeding badly, my arms are bruised, knees trembling, eyes crying, back bleeding and aching, my shirt torn, hair knotted, and my hands scratched open.

I lay in a tree line, completely exhausted, hungry, tired, and in pain.

'I made things worse didn't I?'
I think too myself.

I cry, and cry.

-sometimes I think I'm running out of tears.

I rested for a bit, but I know I can't stay here forever. Either daddy (Jeff) will find me, or the orphanage.-So I keep walking.
I'm completely lost, cold, and just don't know what to do.
As I'm walking, I see a red-brick building on the side of the road.
I recognize it. It's the orphanage! I know I have too keep walking, so I lay low, and try not to draw attention to myself.

I don't like people, most people.

As I walk, a hand abruptly grabbed my arm.

"What the hell boy! Where the hell have you been bastard!?"
It's not Frank, but it's someone just as bad. Roy.

I don't resist. He hits me, and drags me back toward my hell, there's nothing I can do.

He dragged me inside, through the door, and upstairs to the 'bedrooms'. Frank walks in as Roy forced me into the cage.

"Thanks Roy, but I'll deal with him."
Frank says as Roy leaves the room.

"All right you bastard! I'm done with you! If you do that one more time, your leaving for good, and you'll never see those band members (The Rolling Stones) again!"

Fear shot through my body. I believed him, and I don't know why.

I'm surprised he hasn't hit me yet.

"You are the worse boy in this whole orphanage! Your never going to be adopted, nobody will ever love you-that's why Jeff didn't keep you!"

He tells me as I lower my head, and cry.

"Are you listening!!!! This talk will do you good bastard!"
He shakes the cage.

"Your actions will always have consequences! And they will always be bad! If we don't teach you a lesson, who will!!!? Those guys of yours you call dad won't punish you! Oh, no. They just coo you, and stick up for you. They don't care enough to teach you! But I do Bastard!"
He opens the cage, and hits me a couple times.

"Did you run away!"
He shouts.

"Yeah."
I say quietly.

"You little sun of a- your going back to Jeff first thing tomorrow morning! He'll feel with you then!"
Frank shouts.

He leaves the room.

I'm left in the dark.
'They were right, all of them, nobody cares about me. If The Stones did, they'd be here by now! Nobody loves me.'🏴