The Abandoned Son's Rehabilitation

Preparation

Luke takes the bag and tucks it away inside one of the drawers in the room. He then removes his bandages and makes his way out of the room in search of something to contain the liquid as his aunt had done.

Once outside, Luke is quickly spotted by a nearby nurse who rushes to intercept him.

"Wait, you shouldn't be up just yet, You're still heavily injured."

The young nurse looks at him with great concern. He had just fallen from a roof and his body was a mess. She had no idea how he had the strength to stand despite how painful it would be to simply move.

"Oh please, I'm just fine. Besides, I'm just trying to get something to drink. I'll be back once I'm done. Can you give me directions?" Luke asks politely.

The nurse hesitates for a moment, unsure whether or not she should allow him to leave. But seeing that he looked perfectly healthy, she decided that it was probably okay.

"Follow the hall straight to your left and take the stairs two floors down. Make sure to use the handrail and watch your footing. Once you reach the bottom floor, continue walking towards the center of the room. That will lead you to the cafeteria."

"Thank you very much." Luke says gratefully.

The nurse smiles and gives a slight wave goodbye.

Luke follows her instructions carefully, making sure that he doesn't trip on the way down. As he approaches the last flight of stairs, he notices that the hallway leading to the staircase is empty except for him. This gave him plenty of opportunity to sneak past without anyone noticing.

Instead of going to the cafeteria, Luke goes out to find a syringe to hold the fluid from his room.

"Now where would they keep those in this hospital?" Luke wondered aloud as he wandered around aimlessly. Eventually, after searching all of the rooms that contained medical supplies, Luke finds what he's looking for.

In one corner of the supply closet, a large plastic container with several drawers labeled 'Needles & Syringes'. Inside the container is a variety of needles and syringes ranging in size from 1ml to 10 ml. There were also a couple of smaller containers which held various types of medication and ointments.

Luke grabs the largest needle, tucking it away in his clothes and heads back to the room. Upon entering the room, Luke takes care to make sure nobody else is present as he brings out the IV bag and pulls the liquid inside of the newly collected syringe.

"I wonder what this stuff even is? But I guess I'll find out soon enough. For now though, it's best to put this somewhere safe."

Luke disposes of the IV in the trash can and places the filled syringe underneath his pillow, before lying back down in his bed. It would be in his best interest if No one knew that he was healed just yet.

Several days passed since Luke received his mission and he had been patiently waiting for a chance to complete it. He was in no rush and he was used to being alone. Although, he was a bit surprised that none of his sisters,brothers or even parents came to visit him.

"It would at least do them good to keep up appearances, but I guess I'm just not worth the trouble." He thinks to himself while staring out the window.

But soon, he hears a knock coming from the outside of the room.

"It must be the nurses again. Come on in!"

Luke sighs as he grants his visitor permission to enter.

As the door opens, Luke sees a middle aged man standing there. The man's face looks disgruntled as he stares at Luke.

"Am I not even worth a simple greeting now father." Luke says sarcastically.

"How dare you talk to your Father like that," the man snaps back. You stupid boy! Do you know how much trouble you got us into because of this stunt?!"

"Oh yeah. How bad was it for you? Did it ruin your oh so perfect image?"

"You insolent brat! I only came to check on you to tell you that your aunt had passed out. If you have any decency left in your body, you will go and check on her. It's the least you can do." the man shouts.

"Really! What happened?" Luke asks in an attempt to hide his joy.

Ignoring his rude son's behavior Luke's father tells him what happened.

"She collapsed while she was cleaning her house. Apparently, her heart stopped beating for a moment and her breathing became shallow. She's currently resting in one of the rooms below yours. How about you at least attempt to be a good son for once and visit her. I'm sure she'd appreciate it."

"Yeah right. I'll think about it later. Now if you wouldn't mind. This injured patient also needs time to rest." Luke replied coldly.

"Fine. Have it your way." the man retorts as he leaves the room.

Luke lays back down on his bed, letting out a huge sigh of relief. At last, he gets a chance to fulfill his promise. and in a turn of fate, He can even give it to her just as she had done him.

Watching closely outside of his window, He waits to see his father leave the hospital so that he can make his move undetected. He needed to make sure that whatever he did, went unnoticed. especially from his family.

Luke had waited for almost half an hour before his father had finally driven out from the lot. Quickly taking the syringe from underneath his pillow, He takes one last glance outside before making for the door.

He slowly exits his room and closes the door behind him, careful not to make any noise that might attract attention. Making sure not to meet anyone's gaze, Luke heads down one floor and makes his way to his Aunt's room. It was time for some payback.