The adoption (regression)

(25) Trouble

MICHEAL POV

Cooking was easy and fun. Milly and Danny let me help with lots of things. I washed my hands, I put seasoning on the chicken, they let me cook the green beans almost all by myself. Milly says I can't be by the stove without one of them present. Add that to the already super long list of rules.

Now we get to eat the yummy food. Danny put my plate in front of me, with the food already cut up, while Milly gave me my cup. The puppies are lying under the table, Duke's head is right under my feet. I glance at Milly and Danny, they are both in the kitchen getting their plates ready. Being super sneaky I grab a piece of chicken from my plate and toss it on the floor. Duke's nails click and scrape on the floor as he moves to eat the chicken. I watch him try to find the small piece of chicken until he finally eats it, and I have to stifle giggles when he puts his head next to my leg on the bench.

"No more puppy." I whisper and pat his head and look up, seeing that Danny and Milly are back.

"Were you feeding the dog bub?" Danny asks as he sits down and my smile immediately leaves my face.

"N-no." I lie and look away.

"Really? Well I must have heard something, but in case you don't know puppies can't always eat people food it'll make their tummies hurt, so if you would want to feed the puppies ask Amelia or I if it's okay for them to eat it." My eyes widen as I look down at Duke.

"I hurt him?" I whimper, new tears forming at my eyes. I didn't mean to hurt him. I'm a bad boy! I shouldn't get dinner.

I scoot off the bench and run to the stairs. I tug at the gates but they don't budge. Stupid gates! I go to the next place I see, outside.

I slide open one of the doors and run through the yard. How could I be so stupid? I hurt Duke. Milly and Danny are gonna hate me. They hate me!

I climb on the little play structure, bandaging my knee and shin in the dark. The tears run wild now, staining my cheeks and stuffing up my nose. I crawl across the floor and tuck myself into one of the corners, bringing my knees to my chest.

I bury my hands into my hair, pulling at the strands. Why did I do that? I'm so stupid! They hate me! I hate me! I knew I shouldn't have given him anything!

I messed up just like I always do. I'm a bad kid. Daniel and Amelia shouldn't have to deal with me, they are too nice. I have to go to school tomorrow, I shouldn't go. I'll just mess it up. Why do I have to always screw everything up?!

I sob into my arms, a chill hitting my skin making goosebumps break out. The cold feeling makes me realize my lack of clothing, and even what I'm wearing. How did I get like this? What am I wearing? Where are my regular clothes? These are too nice for me, they are too clean for me.

I rip at the shirt, trying to pull it over my head but it only apply pressure to my privet area. I rip the snaps apart and then pull it off of me. I throw it to the other side of the play area.

A crinkle at my actions reminds me of the infantile underwear I have on. Honestly I forgot I had it on, it was comfortable. I go to rip it off to but I hesitate. What if I have an accident? Daniel and Amelia won't be happy. I don't want to make a mess.

I decide to take it off anyway. I'm an adult, I don't need protection. I can make it to the bathroom. Yet instead of throwing it in the same direction of the shirt I keep it under me. Just in case.

I tuck myself into a ball and let myself cry. Why did I have to mess up? I'm so stupid!

DANIEL POV