Erick's POV
It was hard for him to understand at such a tender age, what was happening around him and why he was being targeted by his mom.
But the fact was that, no matter what or how, he couldn't find an explanation.
So he just chose to accept it, and even though trying to run away as many times as he could, both Susan and his tutor always found a way to find him.
That was, until the day it got them a way more worrying amount of time to find the young Vaughn.
A credit card, the clothes on his body, and a backpack full of food that grandma Alma had fetched for him.
That old lady...
She always felt like young Erick's safe haven in that house.
"I won't ever be able to show how grateful I am for everything you did for me, grandma Alma." Erick squeaked in that child's tone.
He bowed towards her, and before she could do or say anything, he hugged her really tight.
