False God | Quinn Hughes & Jack Hughes ON HOLD

Chapter One

June 10th, 2022

"My whole world just fell apart
'Cause I never felt so alone, felt so alone"
- Never Felt So Alone
By: Labrinth

For months, I had been trapped in the darkness, feeling helpless and alone. But then, something changed. A bright light appeared, and it overwhelmed the darkness that had consumed me for so long. It was the light that finally saved me from the blood and bruises that I had collected during those months.

As I slowly opened my eyes, I found myself in a hospital room, surrounded by bright lights. The cops rescued me and brought me to the hospital where they put me to sleep so that I could finally get some rest. I felt a sense of relief wash over me, knowing that I was finally safe and sound from that hell hole.

The car ride home from the hospital was filled with a mix of emotions. My mother drove with her hands tightly gripping the steering wheel, and I sat in the back seat, feeling overwhelmed by the warmth and love that surrounded me. I couldn't believe that I was finally going home after all that I had been through.

As we drove, I looked out the window and watched as the scenery passed by. It was as if the world had changed since I had last seen it. The trees looked greener, the sky looked bluer, and everything seemed to be more vibrant than ever before.

Finally, we arrived home. As I stepped out of the car, I felt a sense of joy and relief wash over me. I was finally home, and I knew that I was going to be okay.

As we pulled into the driveway, my mother turned off the engine, and we all sat in silence for a moment, savoring it. Then, my mother turned to me, her eyes shining with tears. "I missed you so much, honey," she said, her voice trembling. I felt her arms wrap around me, and I hugged her back, tears streaming down my face.

"I miss you too," I whispered, my voice barely able to hear.

My dad joined in, hugging me tightly and telling me how much they loved me. It was a moment I would never forget, and I felt a sense of gratitude wash over me. I was finally home, and I would never have to see the person who hurt me ever again.

As we settled into the house, a sense of sadness washed over me. I realized how much I had missed while I was gone. The world had kept moving, but I had been stuck in that basement, completely cut off from everyone I loved. I missed my best friends, the boys I had grown up with and played hockey with since I was a little kid. We had always been inseparable, but now it felt like we were worlds apart. I had missed their seasons and all the fun we used to have together.

I remember the days when we would play hockey in the street until the sun went down. We would come home with scraped knees and bruised egos, but we always had each other's backs. We would talk about our dreams and aspirations together and always promise to never forget each other.

But that was shattered the day I was kidnapped. I was thrown into a dark basement, alone and scared, not knowing if I would ever see my friends again. It felt like an eternity, but finally, I was rescued. I was relieved but also heartbroken to find out that my friends had moved on with their lives.

I had even missed out on going to college with Luke, my best friend. We had always talked about going to the same college and studying together. But now, he was already a successful hockey player and I was just trying to catch up.

It wasn't just the missed opportunities that made me sad; it was also the lost time. I had missed out on so much, and I knew I could never get it back. But as I looked around the house, surrounded by my family, I realized that I was lucky. I was lucky to be alive, lucky to have survived, and lucky to have people who loved me.

My dad had promised to take me to the lake house, where I could see my old friends again. It was a comforting thought, and I couldn't wait to be reunited with them. I missed Quinn the most, and I longed to be able to hug him again and talk about everything that had happened.

Over the next few days, I settled into a routine of rest and recovery. The hospital had assigned some medication for pain and gave me a sign of symptoms that I would need to head back to the hospital for. My parents were vigilant about making sure I took my meds and kept in contact with them.

As I lay in bed, feeling the warmth of the sun streaming in through the window, I couldn't help but think about all the things I had missed. The world had kept moving, and I had been left behind. I knew it was going to take some time to catch up, but I was determined to do it.

Finally, the day arrived for us to go to the lake house. My parents had arranged it with Jim and Ellen, and I was beyond excited to see my old friends again. As we drove there, I couldn't help but feel a sense of nervousness. What if things had changed too much? What if they didn't remember me?

Authors Note
Short shatter I know but it'll get longer as the book goes on. The first 3 chapters are kinda just like the intro chapters to each year.
Also, make sure to watch which year it is or it could get a little confusing.