adoption...

                                    

                                          
It's been a week. And he still hadn't woken up. David sighed again and looked down at the small ten year old in the bed. He knew Max wasn't gonna like it if-when he woke up, but what other option dit he have.
                          
He had immediately called the boy's parents the moment the docters had taken Max from him but...What these people said about there son was enough to convince the judge that they weren't qualified to be raisig a kid.
                          
Flashback.
                          
The docors and nurses took the small body from his hands and then they were gone. David looked around and pulled out his phone. He felt guilty. What was he gonna say to Max' parents. They'll probably be devastated...
                          
"Hello? Who is this?" A gruff male voice said.
                          
"U-uum I'm David, Max' camp counlseler, I-I'm not sure how to tell you this but-"
                          
"What? What dit the little shit do this time? I swear when I get my hands on that ungretfull brat!"
                          
David was shocked into silence. What? Dit this man not care for his son? What about the mother. He was about to ask for her when he heard the two on the other side of the phone start arguing.
                          
"Who is that Gerald? Is that another of your dumb friends! And where the hell did you put my vodka?! I swear if you forced it down that little brat's troat again-"
                          
"No I didn't! if you haven't noticed that piece of crap is at camp remember! You were the one to send him there woman!"
                          
"Uuumm s-sir?" David asked nervously.
                          
"WHAT?!!"
                          
"U-umm i'm sorry to tell you this but Max tried t-to- tried to-um."
                          
"Yeah? Get on with it dumnass!"
                          
"He tried to kill himself!!"
                          
"HAHAHA!! Hunny you hear! That the little bastard tried to go off himself!!"
                          
"Well at least we don't have to deal with him anymore!!"
                          
He had expected a wild reaction, but not this kind of wild. He hung up and immediately called the police. The two parents were arrested and Max put up for adoption. When he heard this he jumped at the change and was granted costudy almost immediately.
                          
When he asked why it was so easy for him to get Max there answer was simple.
                          
"Because you saved him...And he already knows you very well!"
                          
End flashback.
                          
So here he was, in the hospital, sitting in a chair and staring at his 'son'. It had been a full week and still the boy just wouldn't wake up. He came everyday as long as he could. Meanwile Gwen ran the camp. They had told the kids the truth, there was no point in hiding it.
                          
"D-David?"
                          
He shot up and pulled the now awake boy in a hug. He couldn't believe it! Max was awake! Awake and alive. His little boy was alive! He felt weak arms warp around him when Max returned the hug.
                          
"I'm sorry..."
                          
"W-what are you sorry for?"
                          
"For everything..."
                          
And then he fell asleep again. David gently laid the boy down again and sat back in his chair. Max was gonna be ok. That was all that matter. He had never tought he'd end up a parent. Sure he loved childeren that was the reason why he worked at the camp.
                          
But being a parent was different not to mention extremely difficult. There was nothing  he could do about it now, Max was already in his custody. Not that he regreted it! He would never regret it. He loved his new son.
                          
Back at the camp.
                          
Everything was a complete chaos! The kids weren't listening and were rebellig against her because she wuldn't tell them anything about Max. She knew Neil and Nikki would be worried but she didn't expect the holle freaking camp to care about the kid. At least not this much. Even Nurf was trying to get information out of her!
                          
"Just fucking tell us if he's at least alive woman!" 
                          
"Ugh yes he's alive!!!"
                          
Every one stopped shouting. That was the first thing she let lose about Max. So maybe just maybe...she was gonna tell them the rest. If there is anything more to say about Max' condition... She sighed and looked down. 
                          
"max is gonna be ok-'they started cheering-'physically."
                          
Suddenly everyone went quiet. Nikki looked like she was about to start crying. Again. Nurf punched SK into the dirt in skock. The kids didn't say a word or did anything really. Hell even ered had a shocked expression on her face. Neil just straight up walked away.
                          
Gwen kept explainging and answerd the kids' questions. Neil couldn't believe it. He didn't want to believe it. How could he not have noticed it. His best friend was suicidal and he never noticed it. Not once!
                          
And yeah sure max had been acting distand but he always had some of these 'episodes' as nikki called them. Max had always had bad and better days but he didn't know the extent of 'bad' on those days.
                          
Neil reached his and max' tent and started looking around for clue's. Something had to have set this in motion. Something had to have upset Max so bad that he felt like he had to k-kill himself. He looked in Max bedside table and gasped.
                          
Drawings. A lot of them. They were done so well. It looked like they where drawn by a real painter. Did max draw these? They where amazing! Why would Max hide such a great talent. He was even better than Dolph!
                          
There was one of everyone at the camp including Gwen and David. Then there was one that made him gasp. It was a drawing of Max being beaten by a strong looking man. The man had the same black hair and dark skin tone as Max does.
                          
But that must meen...the man in the photo....was Max' father!!
                          
I was listening to the song above while writing this. Now it's stuck in my head...