Kitten {Kellic} [Book 2]

Chapter 17

I WASN'T READY I READ THIS AND I WASN'T READY AND I KNEW WHAT HAPPENED BUT I WASN'T READY 

*when u love the book ur updating so the A/Ns are always just you freaking out*

~Call me Vic~

"My name's Kellin Quinn, I'm nineteen and I'm my daddy's little boy."

Kellin's words rang through my ears, he didn't remember me, he had no idea that the past three years happened at all.

I quickly covered my shock and gave him a look, "Yes you are, aren't you?" I murmured.

"Wh-where's my Daddy? I miss him." He said innocently, a spark off innocence that I hadn't seen since the day I bought him. I sat back down on the chair and took his hand cautiously.

"Do you know who I am Kellin?" I asked slowly and he nodded, my heart skipped a beat.

"You're Master Fuentes, m-my Daddy told me about you before." He told me, "He said you were a scary man."

I smiled, "I'm not that scary anymore, I promise. Do you know what happened to you?" Kellin shook his head, his child like innocence killed me. I don't even remember him acting like this when I first bought him, it was almost as if he had reverted back into what Jesse made him act like. "Well, you and your daddy got in and accident and he got really hurt and so did you. And then you had to come live with me."

"W-what happened?" He asked and I shook my head.

"Don't worry about it Kitten, it's all going to be okay now." I told him, "You've been asleep for a long time but it's alright."

It hurt to think that Kellin didn't remember anything at all but at the same time it was maybe a good thing, he didn't remember all of the pain he went through. He didn't remember the punishment I gave him once, he didn't remember how mean and cruel I was towards him and he didn't remember the baby or what Barakat had done to him. Of course he'd wonder about the burns and scars that now littered his body, not to mention the tattoos, but I'd figure out a lie for those in time.

"I want my daddy," he said quietly and I nodded.

"I know you do but I'm sorry Kitten," I said and pet his head carefully. It killed me that he called that man Daddy and that he was never going to remember me but it was for the best. "If you want, I can take you to the people your daddy saved you from." I said but his eyes grew and he shook his head.

"No!" He shouted, looking like he was about to start crying. "Daddy said that they're b-bad people. They hurt me!"

"Hey, it's okay," I comforted him and sat down on the bed next to my little kitten. "Calm down, they won't hurt you. Do you want to stay here with me?" I asked, hoping he'd say yes. "Or, if you'd like I can call your Daddy's friends Mister Sykes or Mister Mullins and you can live with them."

Kellin bit his lip and my hand twitched ever so slightly, god I hated that so fucking much. It was just so hot.

"Daddy said you're really mean and that you'd hurt me if I was ever around you," he mumbled, looking away. "But, you've been really nice to me and you're calling me Kitten and I like it. Besides, Mister Oliver and Mister Mullins think I'm an annoying little kid. S-so can I stay with you?"

I nodded, "Of course Kitten, I'll prepare a room for you. Is there anything you want in it?"

"Daddy made me sleep with him but, I'm nineteen now. I'm a big boy and I want my own bed... but can I still have my toys? And my sippy cup?"

I arched a brow, "Sippy cup?"

He nodded, "Mhm."

Jesse truly did treat him like a child, it was almost like a daddy dom and little boy relationship. I widened my eyes, it explained so much, even when I first bought Kellin I should have realized.