im sorry, i dont even know what im writing. hopefully my friends dont read this too closely, and think of me differiently, but anyways #yolo.
sorry let me continue with the story lol
|calum's point of view|
".. uh no..", he pauses to chew on his hella hot lip peircing, "uhm no i dont live here, who are you?" jawline, collarbones, muscles, cheekbones....
"daaddy?", I tense up so quick, who the fuck does he think he is, to bump into me, with this attractive ass lip peircing & those shocking blue eyes, the hell is wrong with this kid. my babygirl is in the other room.
|kitten clifford's point of view|
i wake up, and hear murmuring in the next room over, and i look behind me to see pillows where he was. wait, wait, wait, he? daddy left me? he promised he wouldnt be like mommy, or like kat. tears welled up and fell, and i broke into sobs on the ground.
i thrashed around, and wailed, and
cried for someone, something to give me hope, or to calm me down. until a man, that looks daddy material as hell
came down, and walked up to me.
|ashton's point of view|
i hear sobbing come from downstairs,
and i wonder, is it a baby or? so obviously, as nosy as i am go down stairs to the sound. i look over and see luke, cornering and in an intense conversation with a fine peice of ass, but ill have to find out about that later, i need to go help the poor child.
i walk upto a door and hear a child wailing, and my heart breaks. oh poor thing, how long has he been crying?
i walk up to him and you can hear my boots collide with the ground, he looks up sniffling and, his eyes get wide, and his pupils dialate, man he is so cute.
i look into his pastel green eyes and say,
|michael's point of view|
"sweetheart?", daddy number two says, and my heart races. hopefully he stays, i already love him, he cares. michael, he will leave you darling, just like everyone else. don't fall into his trap, do not let yourself drown in his sea of lies.
"yes?.... are you here to stay? please do, m' so little and scared. please stay, ill be... a good boy! i promise daddy! i promise..", and i thinks about what i just said, and break into sobs, he isnt his daddy, he isnt his submissive, or any of the sort. i start to scream out pleads and sorrys, for master not to hate me.
|ashton's point of view|
my heart, is tearing everytine he releases a sob, he seems so broken.
i walk up to the bed he's sitting on and put him in my lap, eventually he quiets down, but his lip still quivers.
"love its okay, you don't have to call me master. if you want to call me daddy, that is up to you babe. but please calm down babygirl, it hurts me to see you sob so much, its okay lovey"
and i said that, as his urine, (visuals of a young girl lol) trickled onto the floor. i tried not to cringe, i hated the hollow sound throughout the room. and he looked at me with eyes glassed over, with bags, and awe. he's definately, going to need diapers & some other stuff. i put him, on my back, grabbed his light bags and brought him upto my room.
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a/n: sorry for the short update ))):
im in the car and i wrote this !1!1!1
lol; i love you guyss 💛💛💛
