Kitty | TRACOB

Eight

"WHERE THE FUCK IS MY CAT?!" Tyler screamed, pinning the much larger body guard to the wall. "HOW COULD YOU LET HIM ESCAPE?!"

"I'm sorry Mr. Oakley!" the guard said. "He didn't go through the door though, I had no control over the window."

"WHAT ABOUT THE CAMERAS I'VE PAYED FOR?! THEY DIDN'T DO SHIT, NOW DID THEY CASPAR?!"

"I really am sorry Sir!" the man said, squirming under Tyler's grasp. "Honestly I am!"

"I'll make you a deal, Lee," Tyler started, backing away from Caspar and walking to sit behind his desk. "You find my kitten within 48 hours. He needs to be healthy and clean. If he isn't healthy or you don't have him back here within 48 hours I'll sue you so badly you will never eat a proper meal again."

Caspar's eyes widened and he nodded quickly.

"You know why I'm so upset Caspar?"

"No Sir," Caspar said quietly.

"Let me tell you then, Caspar. This neko is the most valuable creature I own. He has blue eyes, curls, and gorgeous porcelain skin. He is well trained. He is my best dancer. He knows how to seduce. He is young, he is a virgin, and his bloodlines are amazing. Not to mention the fact he is fully fertile." Tyler sighed and looked up at Caspar. "He is so valuable... Much more valuable than your house. If you don't get him back to me..."

"Yes, Mr. Oakley, I'm on it! I'll be going to look now! Don't worry, I'll find the cat for you sir!"

"Good," Tyler said shortly. "Dismissed."

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Jacob's eyes widened as he saw the police officer and a guard he recognized from the club standing in the hallway outside of his house. Troye was rolling around on the floor chasing a ball with a bell in it, meowing and giggling to himself every once in a while. He was feeling much better after yesterday, though he still had a bit of a cough.

"Troye!" Jacob whisper yelled, scooping the kitten up without any warning and hurrying to the bedroom. Troye mewled in protest, wiggling around in an attempt to get more comfortable. "Kitty, you need to be quiet! Tyler is looking for you, just stay in here and I'll get them to leave, kay?"

Troye's eyes widened, glinting in the dark just like a cats as Jacob placed him in the back of the closet on a pile of clothes. Soon enough the door was closed and Troye was left in the dark. He ran quietly to the door and pressed his ear against it, listening to the sounds coming from the other side.

"Hello Mr. Bixenman... My name is officer Sugg and this is Lee, a security guard from Mr. Oakley's club." Troye's eyes widened. He knew who Lee was, it was Caspar. Nice enough, but he was terrified of Tyler. "We have a few questions to ask you."

There were footsteps and the sounds of chairs being pulled out.

"What is this about, sir?"

"A neko, a valuable neko went missing last night. About the same time you went missing as well."

Jacob sighed. "Well, I suppose it wouldn't be very smart to lie to you."

"No, it wouldn't be."

"He's here."

Troye gasped, backing up away from the door and cowering in the back corner. He didn't understand, this wasn't supposed to happen! Jacob was supposed to keep him safe, not give him right back to the mean human who abused him.

"I'll go get him."

No no no no! Why was Jacob doing this to him?

"Change of plans Kitty," Jacob said, calling Troye over. The kitten didn't move though, instead staying with his back pressed against the wall. "Come on, T."

Troye didn't move until Jacob picked him up and carried him out of the room. He hissed loudly, trying to get out of Jacob's grasp. He didn't want to go back.

By the time Jacob was back in his seat the hissing had stopped, but both Troye's arms and legs were wrapped around Jacob and his ears were pinned as he glared at Caspar and Joe with teeth bared. He would snarl every time Joe would move far enough to lift his pen.

"May I ask why you allowed Mr. Oakley's neko to follow you home?" Joe asked, ignoring Troye's glare.

"If you wouldn't mind me showing you..." Jacob pried Troye's hands off of himself, standing the neko up. Troye instantly tried to cling back on, but Jacob gently pushed him away. Instead Troye stood with his arms crossed over his chest. Jacob ignored his attitude (though he would address that later) and pulled up Troye's shirt so his abdomen was revealed. Jacob had bought him some underwear and let him wear his very oversized flannel button up that came down to Troye's knees and the sleeves hung way over his hands until Jacob had rolled them up.

"Oh wow..." Caspar muttered when he saw the bruises that were beginning to fade. "Oakley did this?"

Troye nodded, jumping back onto Jacob's lap once his shirt was sorted back out and Jacob was sat back down.

"Is he hurting his other kitties, Troye?"

Troye shook his head. "No, mainly just me. I wasn't performing as well and I was being a bad kitty, but then he just started hitting me a lot more and making me work too much."

"He was also starving him," Jacob said. "You can see his ribs too well for his own good."

"With this information you're not going back there Troye, and we will be checking up on the other nekos. Would you like to stay here with Mr. Bixenman or..."

Troye nodded vigorously. "Yes, I wanna stay here with daddy."

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-sarah