Mama's Boy

Past

                         -tw blood-

*Riley POV*

Growing up in my house was less than fun. My mother was a neutral and my father a Dom, I had 2 older brothers. Russo and Reeley, all names with R at the beginning. My mum wanted us to match. My father was a very headstrong brute of a man, all brawn and no brains in my opinion. He had a large figure and saw beatings as 'correcting'. Reeley is a year older than me and Russo is the oldest, 2 years older. Both my brothers were very strong and hard working.

Russo is a copy of dad, an asshat who is only good at carrying shit and beating the crap out of me. Reeley had mums compassion but still quite strong, strong enough not to get in dads bad books... I was always quite a meek person with a small physical appearance and I couldn't lift a lot of things very far. Everyday my father would remind me how I would end up a sub or worse a little. 'I would hate to be lumped with you, I hope you end up a little just so you can torture someone else for once' he would say. My mother was a kind quiet soul, she smelt of sweets and always cleaned my wounds when I needed it.

I wasn't popular in school either. I ate alone, walked to class alone, I was always alone. Especially when mum died. She died when I was 14 and dad took it to far, her deep red blood pooled at my feet. I felt like I would sink in it and drown. I had to clean my own mothers blood that night, choking on my own tears as the only parent who ever loved me was bled out and I was cleaning it...He didn't even attend her funeral, he went to the pub and a week later had a new whore.

Overall I have about 8 or so siblings but I don't count step siblings really... After Russo and Reeley left the house I was the focus of attention and I hated it. Having to scale my house to get into my room so I could skip a beating or not eating for a day so I could go to school without a single bruise...

When I finally moved out it was bliss, sure I couldn't cook or anything but it was better than living with dad...

But now I'm happy I'm living with Emily. She is all the family I need, want...

When I heard her yelling I was listening to hear what was happening. She was yelling at her mum on my behalf. She sounds so worried, and she went through all that trouble for me...

-when Riley was 14-

My legs sting, I have bruises all my up arms, leg and chest. Dads sent me to the shop but I don't know where I'm going... All these streets look the same.

Russo is right... I'm such a dumbass, I just have to go to the shop it's not that hard... I think I'm going in circles, that tree looks familiar. Fuck. I don't know where I am, I sit down on the pavement with my head tucked into my knees. I'm trying not too think too much on it... I don't know how long I was gone but mum found me, hugging me tightly. She took me back home and when he saw I didn't have the shopping he went crazy. Galling and swearing, mum started to yell back. She had never talked back to him before and boy he did not like it...

He threw a vase at her, it hurt her a little but not alot. They kept telling as I sank into a corner. His hands clasped her throat, slamming her onto the floor and punching her in the face over and over and over until she stopped... Stopped moving, breathing, thinking, living... I let out a loud, high scream.

'Shut up boy or you'll be next. Now clean this shit up' Dad hissed at me which made my screams turn to whimpers. I crawl to my mother's motionless body as soon as he leaves the room. Touching her bludgeoned face gently.

'Mum' I whimper quietly before crying over her body. I didn't have much in life but I had her and she was ripped away from me...

-present-

Mommy is looking out for me, I hadn't thought of being kidnapped or taken away. I was just worried I wouldn't be able to get back to Emily. I didn't want her to be upset with her parents because of this...

I know she is still upset with Granny when she doesn't let granny kiss me, she pulled me further into her which I didn't fully mind but let pop pop kiss me and he apologized which was nice..

"Mommy" I say when the door shuts, sitting in between her legs with my back to her chest. She is gently playing with my hair as we sit together.

"Yes dove" She replies softly, I had never said aloud but I love when she calls me dove or any nickname. Makes me feel all warm inside.

"Are yow angwy wif granny" I ask, I turn round to look at her. She stops playing with my hair and smiles, she helps me adjust so I can look at her properly. She has a hand on my back and stomach because I have terrible balance.

"Mommy is a little bit angry with Granny yeah, but it will be okay honey" She comforts me, I wasn't really paying attention to why she was upset with Granny earlier and I didn't understand it, I only understood that mommy was angry with granny.

"Bu why" I whine, does that mean I don't get to see granny anymore. Chase walks in and sits in front of me which just makes me miss granny more.

"Because granny was mean to mommy and hurt her feelings" when she puts it like that it makes more sense.

"Oh otay, granny gone bu mommy stay ever" Mommy smiles at me again, kissing my cheek gently. Her lips are soft and her scent is easy on my nose. Her hair is long and straight so it falls easily between my fingers.