Mama's Boy

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*Riley POV*

I sit on the floor of my room eating the toast. I don't like it at all, it's bland and boring but it's better than nothing. I hear the door slam downstairs do I assume Russo has gone out...

I scurry towards the window to see Russo getting in his car and driving off, my phone buzzes from the floor and I pick it up. I open the email and it says a Caregiver has been selected?!

Hold on! I never agreed to that. But it will be better than this shit show of a house. I scroll down to read a bit more about... HER?! oh fuck no a grown ass woman is going to be treating me like a baby and doing whatever littles do with me..

My phone dies in my hand as I process it all, I sit and start to cry again. Falling asleep with a tear stained face yet again on the floor until I heard screaming downstairs. I jolt awake and scurry to the top of the stairs to see what's happening.

Russo and his mates are here and they are all drinking, I want to drink too but I know Russo will just fuck about with me and I have enough on my plate. I had zoned out and hadn't noticed Russo making eye contact with me until it was too late.

"Come down baby Rileyyyyyy" Russo making all of his friends turn towards me and laugh. More tears well up but it feels worse this time. When I don't move Russo goes up the stairs and I run down the hallway but that doesn't stop him from coming after me and dragging me downstairs by my foot.

"R-RUSSO LET GO, PLEASE RUSSO" I wail as I he forces me out the bedroom and down the stairs. My stubby nails trying to cling to anything available but failing miserably. When we were downstairs he met go of my legs and delivered a swift kick to my stomach which made me scream more if that was possible.. I felt like my lungs were on fire from all the screaming as he repeatedly landed blows on me.

After awhile I had noticed he stopped and I look up, blue and red lights flash outside and Russo looks at me. I'm so glad that looks can't kill right now because I would be dead by the way Russo is staring at me.

"YOU CALLED THE FUCKIN POLICE" Russo says as he lifts me by my collar. Fucking hell he reaks of alcohol. He looks pissed until he starts laughing and I feel the warmth of my crotch again. I try to pull my top over it but that's hard when someone is holding you up by your shirt.

The door starts getting knocked more and more violently until the door is forced down and all Russo's friends start to run in all different directions. Russo drops me and goes to run but to my delight trips and falls over. An officer looks down at me and picks me up, supporting me underneath so my head is by her shoulder. She has short red hair and green eyes, I let her carry me to the back of a police car. Luckily she sits in the back with me so it's less scary, n-not that it's scary to begin with of course.

One by one Russo and his friends are arrested and we start driving until we reach the big police station. The woman carries me again and she sits me on a seat next to her desk. I just realized I don't know why im here.

"Why am I here" I ask her and she turns around with a smile.

"Don't worry your not in any trouble but we just need to have you write about how he was treating you and then we can get you home" The woman says to me calmly.

"T-To my home?" I say a smile creeping on my face but it doesn't last long..

"No silly, your caregivers home. You are classified as a little right?" She asks and I slowly nod. She makes a phone call then turns back to me. "I called your new Mommy and she will be here soon"

Mommy?! I will never call her that. I am a fully grown man why should I be calling her Mommy..

I start to lose myself in my own thoughts when I realize my jeans seem baggier than before. Shit I didn't think I would start shrinking, I thought it was wrong. I don't want to be a little. I start full on crying again in the station, the officer is trying to calm me down but the tears don't stop.

Someone has picked me up, I can't even see who it is before my head is positioned so in laying on a shoulder. The smell of vanilla wafts over me, this person smelt really nice.. My crying is reduced to hiccups as I enjoy the scent of this mystery person.

"Have a good night you two, drive same Emily" I hear as the person starts to walk. I assume this is Emily and if we are leaving together that makes Emily my... Caregiver.