something terrible was happening.
the doctor had stepped outside after a knock at the door had sounded, and the boy knew that something had changed drastically in his imperfect universe.

he wished they'd let him go.

he was sick and tired of trying to be "helped", he didn't want that, didn't need that.

he needed to be alone, he needed to die, he needed someone to save him.

but alas, this wasn't a fairy tale, or a superhero movie, and there are no true saviors in this world other than ourselves.

he wasn't strong enough to be his own savior, he hadn't been strong enough for his mother, or the girl, or his unborn child...

"your father is dead."

that man had never been his father.

that man had never loved him, never shown him an ounce of pity or mercy or given him a kind word, he did not deserve to be called "father".

but was he any different, in the sense that he was called his mother's son?

edited 10/8/17