Brian watches as Sebastian leaves, to which he glances at his hand for a moment. The damage that the girl from the station had done, seemed pretty gruesome. Though, he knew that trusting someone like her, was a no go. Sebastian, he could trust, the girl, not so much at all. He glanced at the chain necklace around his neck with a lock on it. This necklace his mother had given him before she passed away. She always called it a Hope Lock, where she told Brian that all his hopes and dreams could be secure there. Just by looking at it, made him feel safe because it reminded him on not to give up hope and to keep trudging on. She had always told him he was a strong boy, fought for things well and had a soft heart despite his appearance.<br/><br/>He lied down in bed, staring up at the ceiling.<span style="font-style: italic">I don't know what to do, mom... Today, and yesterday, was hectic.. All week actually... I got caught up with the cops and blamed for something I didn't do... I forced myself to run away from my only home, and... and come out here to nearly die by a crazy girl... Here I am in someone's house being treated.. But I feel that worse is to come... Mom, please don't ever forget me while I'm still here, I want to try and get through all of this together with you. The police situation, I will sort out soon. As for my hand, a guy named Sebastian treated it for me...</span>he thought, as if speaking to his mother.<span style="font-style: italic">Please take care, and please don't worry so much...</span>With that, he closed his eyes to rest for a little. But that little didn't last very long, not when the girl from the gas station came into the room. In fact, it made him bolt upright in bed, a little surprised at her presence.