The next time Adam awoke he was in a very unfamiliar room. He shifted his head to the right and saw that he was hooked up to weird machines, he then shifted his head to the left and saw Scott Anderson passed out on a chair. Adam's cheeks instantly started burning at the sight of Scott positioned awkwardly. The second Scott shifted Adam's eyes snapped shut until he heard a loud thump and Scott say fuck. Adam held in his laughter for as long as he could but he couldn't hold it any longer so he started laughing so hard he almost broke his stitches.

"Hey shove a cork in it you mother-- oh hey how are you feeling?"

"Terrible. How long have I been here?"

Adam said weakly.

"A week but the doctor said you have to stay here for the next six days just in case"

When Adam was discharged from the hospital he didn't know what to do so he decided to go back to his house. As he was walking to his house he debated not going but he didn't back down from his final decision. As he walked up the driveway he could feel eyes observing his every move. He finally made it to the front door, just as he was about to knock, the door flew open and all he could see when he looked at his mother was the fury in her eyes and that she had obviously noticed the bruises and cuts that on his face.

"What do you want?!"

"I'd like to grab some of my stuff if that's ok with you?"

His mother slammed the door in his face not letting him in. He waited a couple minutes and just as he was going to leave his mother ripped opened the door and threw a bag full of his stuff at him. As he was about to say thank you she once again slammed the door in his face. He then heard his mother and father arguing through the door about letting him live there again. This time was going to be the last time he ever saw this house again so he took it all in and left.