Tao's mandarin improved dramatically over the last week. A few more days and I'm sure he'd speak as well as Luhan and I. For someone who had the mind of a child, he learned rapidly. He actually had a heavy interest in wushu and had started going to classes since two days ago. It was good since Luhan and I didn't want him to be bored at home with nothing to do, even though he loved television. Almost everything was perfect. Almost...

      The bullying had become worse.        "You're so pathetic Wu Fan." My body hit the damp concrete roughly. My hands burning from the scratches and my head pounding from the repeated blows to my head. " you." I choke out but was rewarded with a swift kick to the mouth. Good think it wasn't a boot. My mouth rapidly fills up with heat and I spit out an ugly red color. Oh great. " you? You'd like that, wouldn't you ?" Another sharp intense pain collided with my head and I could feel blood dripping down my forehead. "Your mother didn't call me a ." I dryly chuckled. What was I even saying? I'm just asking to get beat up now. "At least my mother's still alive unlike your of a mother."        I don't know what happened after that. I just out, but when I woke up, I was walking, more like limping home. My face was hot and sticky feeling. I couldn't move my left hand and the knuckles to both my hands were numb, bruised and starting to swell. Every couple of steps I spit out blood, luckily it was becoming less and less. My vision was blurred from tears and my mind pounded against my skull, unforgiving. I wanted to see my mother. I wanted to be with her. I looked up at the grey souless sky. Mama. Why does it feel like no one cares about me?        Climbing up the stairs to my apartment, I found it empty. I made my way to the bathroom and locked the door behind me. I turned the cold water on and plugged the drain an