Neko

Remembering

Phil's POV

I peeled my eyes open, and sleepily rolled over in my bed. I was relaxed as ever, until I looked at the corner of my room and remembered what had happened the night before.

"Dan!" I screamed springing up to my feet, making my head hurt slightly from the sudden jolt. "Dan?!" I continued screaming repetitively, running through the house in search of him, but there was no reply.

Once I had searched every inch of the flat, I jumped in my car to get to the NRR Center, then nearly sped my way there. In what would usually take three or four minutes to get there, this time took less than one.

When I got there, Peej was calmly standing in the waiting room reading something on his phone.

"PJ PJ PJ!" I yelled, running inside. He looked at me funny and stated, "Mate, you're still in your pajamas." But I couldn't care less. "Dan was kidnapped my Chris, Rick, and Leah." I said hurriedly.

He put his phone in his pocket and walked over to me, and put two comforting hands on my shoulders. "Breath, Phil. When and how do you know?" He said slowly and calmly. "Because I saw it last night, but Chris drugged me and I couldn't do anything to help him. My little kitten was taken right out from under me." I said all in one breath, about to cry. "Ok, ok. Shh. Let's call the police and surely they'll do something to help us." "I-but-" I stuttered, but Peej stopped me before I could begin, "Phil, stop. They will find him. There's nothing more they can do anyways." "Ok." I said in defeat, and decided listening to him was the most I could do to help.

God, I love Dan so much, but he was taken. I want him back so badly. If Chris wasn't such a fucking maniac maybe Dan would still be in my arms! I want m kitten back. He's mine, no one else's, but now he's gone.

Dan's POV

"Hey, my little kitty." Chris closed the doors, and walked over to my cage. "Meow. Hi, daddy." I said quietly. "Here, I brought you some food."

He opened the cage, and held the plate in front of my face. I didn't trust him in the slightest, bit I honestly had nothing to lose at this point, so I ate it. I ate the entire plate, only using my head and mouth considering was still cuffed.

"Good little kitty," he pet my hair, which honestly made me want to throw up. "Now, lean forward." he demanded gently. I do as told, and he wrapped the cloth around my mouth, tightly, like a choker. "There you go." he pet my cheek, and I accidentally flinched away. "Kitty, I won't hurt you, as long as you behave." he smirked. I shivered in fear, but stayed in my place non the less.

"Now, I'm going to un-cuff you, but if you try to run or move without me saying so, you're going to regret it." he demanded, taking a key out from his pocket. His eyes were a deep shade of insane to say the least. I nodded in fear, and let him unhook me from the metal chains.

Once he was done he said, "Ok. Crawl out and stand up." I did as told, again, still with the cloth keeping me mute. "Now take your shirt off." he stated simply. "Hmm?" I said worried, furrowing my eyebrows. "Do. It." he demanded strongly.

I grabbed the bottom of my shirt and pulled it over my head. It was colder than I thought. "Give it to me." he demanded again, and I handed it to him. "Now take off your pants." He looked down at my crotch. I knew what would happen if I didn't, so I quickly pulled them off.

"Hand them to me, and take off your boxers." He said once they were off. I handed them to him and slowly took off my boxers, leaving my completely exposed. "Good little kitty." he smiled, and took them from me before taking my boxers.

"I'm going to be right back. Don't go anywhere or else." he said threateningly before snaking me across the face. I whimpered, as always, and he left.

For about a minute, completely naked, I stood in the coldness until Chris came back.

"You didn't move, right?" He asked. I nodded submissively, thinking about what might have happened if I didn't. "Don't let me catch you in a lie." He said firmly, and I nodded.

I looked down to his arms where he held a blanket. I tilted my head to the side, looking at the blanket, then back at him. "For you." He answered my question before I could ask.

He bent down and put the black blanket on the bottom of the cage. "Now, crawl back in." he demanded, and I got on all fours, crawling back into the cage.

I sat down, and put my ankles at the front again. "You're such a well-trained kitty." Chris smirked, winked, and then cuffed me back in place.

I guess this is my home for a while.