Adam's Goodbye

When he said goodbye that day, he meant it.

He left while everyone was out at some sort of scientific thing that evening. They had made him stay home, telling him he wouldn't understand anything that was going on. Only minutes after they left did he make his decision. He quickly scribbled a single word onto a slip of paper, leaving it pinned to the door as he walked out.

Goodbye.

He left, just walked away and didn't look back. He walked away from the only home he had ever known. Away from the only family he had ever had. Away from everything he held dear. And for what? Why had he left? That much he knew.

Freedom.

Freedom from the teasing and sarcastic comments aimed at him. Freedom from the expectation that he would never be anything but the strong one. Freedom from the constricting noose his reputation had captured him in.

He managed to catch a ride with an elderly couple in a minivan just as the sun was starting to set. As the world rushed by in shades of green and brown, he thought for the first time that leaving might have been a mistake. But it was too late for him to turn around and go back.

Because when Adam Davenport said goodbye, he meant it.

What did you think? I know it was short, but that's how its supposed to be. Up next is another bionic kid's departure. Thanks for reading!

~C