Master {Kellic} [Book 1]

Chapter 34

Okay so this is where it starts getting better I promise

~Kidnapped~

I closed my eyes and let out a soft breath as Daddy wrapped his arm around my shoulder and pulled me closer to him so that I was leaning against him. He's been doing this ever since we started this stupid movie. Every time I scooted away from him he'd just pull me closer to him and it was irritating.

"Kellin, what's wrong with you?" He asked and I shook my head.

"It's nothing Daddy, I-I'm just trying to get used to everything again." I said softly and laid my head against his shoulder. I miss everyone so much, I miss having people to talk to and I miss watching shows that I actually like instead of this stupid Curious George movie that Daddy's making me watch, I miss Vic so much it physically hurts me almost. And most of all I fucking miss sex! When you go from being fucked on a daily basis to not at all it's freaking killer.

"I'm sorry baby," Daddy said and pressed a kiss to the top of my head and I sighed still not opening my eyes.

"This isn't a normal daddy and son relationship," I said under my breath.

"What was that son?"

I shook my head again, "Nothing Daddy. I'm just talking to myself."

"Well what did you say?" He asked the tone in his voice growing a little stern. I've been home for a week now and I've noticed that Daddy has changed since he got arrested. He gets really angry real quick. For instance he had asked me if Vic took my virginity and when I told him yes, he punched a wall. If I'm being totally honest I think he scares me more than Vic ever did.

"I-I uh..." I took a deep breath. "Daddy will you tell me the full story about how I got to live with you? V- Mister Fuentes told me that you ki-kidnapped me."

Daddy cursed under his breath, "I knew you would want to know the whole story one day." He said and paused the dumb movie.

"So you'll tell me?" I asked hopeful.

He nodded, "I think you're old enough to understand." Daddy said and I pulled away and sat on the couch facing him cross legged. "One day fourteen years ago I saw this adorable nine year old boy at the park with his mom and dad. He had blonde hair and stunning eyes the color of the sea and I knew right when I saw him that I wanted that little boy. You were that little boy by the way," He said smiling at me. "And you were so unhappy with them, when I saw you, you were crying. So I watched you for about a year and saw how those people didn't give you everything you deserved and I knew that I could be a better parent than them. So when I saw you crying with cake all over your face and no one was looking for you at your own birthday I just had to take you home. And you've been with me ever since."

I stared at my daddy- no he was not my daddy- I stared at this man in front of me wide eyed. It explained so much, like how he made me dye my hair for all those years and why when I was gone my hair got a lot lighter until it was like a light brown color. As soon as I came home he dyed it black again. (Kellin's natural hair color is light brown, blondish if you did't know that ;) )

"So, you kidnapped me from my parents?" I whispered absolutely horrified. Vic was right, and I called him a liar for it. I should have known, I mean what- who does this?

Jesse frowned, "I'd like to think I saved you. Your parents were mean to you."

"They weren't mean to me," I said glaring at him. I was always confused about that, how he told me that those people- my real parents, were mean to me and hurt me. But I couldn't remember any of that. What I did remember was how they read me stories at night, and how I would get spankings when I picked on my little sisters piggy tails because she was four years younger than me and a complete princess. Those were the kind of memories I had and when I was younger, and had told Jesse that I didn't remember them being mean to me, he had told me that my mind had me forget them because they were too terrible to remember.

God I'm such an idiot.

"Yes they were, they didn't give you everything you want like I do."

I climbed off of the couch, "I need to think." I said and left the room quickly before that man could stop me. Thirteen years, the past thirteen years have been a complete and total lie. I went to my bedroom and curled up on the bed pulling my blanket over my head and groaned loudly.

I just fucking want Vic!

"Hey son, I'm going to go to the store and pick up a few things. Are you going to be okay?" Jesse asked about an hour later when he opened my door.

I scowled, no use in putting up with that stupid little five year old charade anymore.

"Get out." I muttered not even bothering to look out from under my blanket cocoon.

"Great, he's in his rebellious stage." He muttered, "If you need me call me, but don't call anyone and don't talk to anyone."

"It's not like I have anyone to call," I said snarky tone. "You don't let me talk to anyone anyway."

Jesse sighed, "Just know that I did what I did because I love you."

I threw my blankets off and glared at my stupid kidnapper, "You fucking kidnapped me Jesse!"

He glared at me, "Watch your fucking language! I am your father and you will treat me with respect." Jesse said and left slamming my door shut behind him.

"You're not my father," I muttered and laid back down. I don't know how long I stayed laying there when I heard the phone ring in the other room. I sighed and got up, it's probably the dickhead calling for me. I left my room and trudged to the living room and picked up the home phone not even bothering to look at the caller I.D.

"Hello?" I muttered.

"Kellin?" A familiar British accent said sounding confused and I grinned.

"Mister Sykes!"

"What are you doing answering the phone?"

"Jesse isn't here."

"Jesse? What happened to Daddy?"

"He is not my father and I hate him," I said. "Mister Sykes, can I ask you something?"

"Sure, and call me Oliver."

"Okay, Oliver." I said with a giggle, "How's my master?"

"Why do you want to know about Fuentes?"

I sighed, "Because I miss him. Oliver, Jesse freaking kidnapped me! I can't stay here with him, I can't even look at him."

"Last I talked to Vic he was looking for a new slave but couldn't find anyone who suited him. He hasn't really been the same, I mean he's always been an emotionless bastard but after you left it's gotten worse."

"So he does miss me," I said under my breath and smiled like a fool. "Okay and I have another question for you."

"Shoot."

"Can you get me out of here? You told me if I ever needed anything that you'd help me out, and I can't stay here Oliver. I just can't, the man that I thought was my daddy has lied to me for the past thirteen years and I just can't handle it here. I'm not the same person that I was a year ago you know?"

"I'll see what I can do," He said just as I heard the front door open.

"Great! Look I've got to go Jesse's here and-"

"I get it, go. I'll talk to you soon Kellin." He said and hung up. I quickly erased the call history and ran back to my room as fast as I could before Jesse could see me.

I climbed back in bed and smiled at the ceiling. I am going to leave this stupid place and go back to my master, my Vic where I belong one way or another.

I just have to trust Oliver.