Kitten {Kellic} [Book 2]

Chapter 20

I was having so many complications with where I put all these chapters in my drive and I went to go re-download them from what Gabi emailed me and the smartass thingy told me exactly where I put everything in my drive, like what folder and everything.

It's times like this that I have faith in the human race.

~I Remember That~

"Daddy, will you tuck me in?" Kellin asked walking into my office, rubbing his eyes.

I nodded and set my things down and went over to my kitten, picking him up carefully.

"Of course Kitten, what are you still doing up anyways?" I asked as he wrapped his legs around my waist and laid his head on my shoulder.

"I fell asleep on the couch with Mike when we were watching a movie but I got sleep an-and then I woke up and he was gone and I couldn't get back to sleep," he mumbled as I walked up to his room.

"Well it's late, my little kitten doesn't need to be up this late," I told him.

"I'm sorry Daddy," Kellin whimpered.

I shook my head and got to his room and set him on his bed, Kellin climbed under his Little Mermaid comforter and grabbed his little stuffed kitty I had bought him and gave me a scared look.

"What's wrong baby?" I asked, smoothing his hair back, out of his face.

"I don't wanna go to sleep," he said in a whine.

"Well, why not?"

"I-I keep having bad dreams." My kitten told me, tears welling in his eyes.

"Well, what kind of dreams are they?" I asked him and tucked his blankets around him, making him into what he called a blanket burrito before I sat at the edge of his bed, next to him.

"S-sometimes they're a-about you," he mumbled looking away. "I-I did something bad with this girl and you got really, really mad about it and y-you hurt me so much."

I closed my eyes and sighed, of course that would be one of his first memories to come back. I didn't want to lie to him and tell him that it was just a dream, but I couldn't exactly tell Kellin that yes, one time he broke a rule and I hurt him to the point he was screaming the safe word and I ignored it and locked him in a fucking cage.

He'd be terrified to even be around me.

"What other nightmares have you been having Kitten?" I asked him softly.

"Some a-are of my other daddy hitting me and then there's these really, really scary ones and I don't wanna talk about them Daddy, don't make me talk about them," he said trying not to cry. I shushed him and kissed his forehead softly.

"It's okay Kellin, it's okay." I said quietly, "You don't have to talk about them okay?"

"Will you tell me about the things I don't remember?" He asked, playing with the edges of his blankets and I smiled.

"What do you want to know?"

"Tony told me that we were together but I don't remember," he said, a crease forming between his brows, but something seemed kind of off about it.

"Yeah, we were together once," I said running my thumb along his cute, pouty pink bottom lip. "We would go on dates sometimes even though I hated them but I knew you loved them, we'd go to your family's house for the holidays and I'd kiss you and you slept with me."

"Did we have a lot of sex?" He asked which shocked me since ever since the minute he woke up he was so innocent, I didn't even think he knew what sex was and judging from the look on his face he knew that was something he didn't want to say. Which had me even more curious about this whole thing.

"Yeah we did, you really liked it too," I said. "But we don't need to talk about that okay Kitten?" I said and kissed his forehead and stood up.

"Okay Daddy."

"Get some sleep," I told him and left his room quickly and went up to my own. Something was going on with him, I just knew it, he wasn't acting right. When he first woke up, Kellin really was childlike but as the weeks went by that seemed more like an act and I didn't understand what was going on.

Was it because of the nightmares?

I shook my head, he has amnesia, he's probably still so confused by everything, I doubt he even really knows what all has been going on lately.

Once I was in my room, I changed out of my suit and jumped into bed. I laid there for a few hours, staring up at my ceiling, lost in thought when my bedroom door creaked open and I heard Kellin run in and shut the door behind him.

"Daddy," he said sniffling and I sat up as he crawled onto the bed.

"What's wrong Kitten?"

"I-I had a nightmare a-and it was so scary." He cried burying his face in my chest. "I w-was in this room and this guy was kicking me and hitting me and he wouldn't stop hurting me and I-I k-kept crying and I was screaming for you but you didn't save me. Daddy w-why didn't you save me?" Kellin sobbed.

"Hey, hey," I said quietly. "I did save you baby boy, you're right here aren't you?" I asked rubbing his back soothingly, trying to get him to calm down.

"Mhm," he hummed still sniffling. "W-why do I keep having these bad d-dreams?"

I sighed, "Do you want me to tell you everything you forgot?"

Kellin pulled away and I wiped his tears away, "Yes please. I-I don't like this, t-there's some scary things and mixed up things I-I think I remember but I don't know if it's real or not."

"Alright, just don't hate me afterwards okay?" I said lowly and he nodded again urging me to go on and I did, for the next hour and a half I told my kitten everything. I told him how I bought him from Jesse, how he was my slave for a year, how I fell in love with him and I didn't like it, I told him about how I punished him, sent him back home with Jesse, how he lived with his real family for a while before I got him back. I told Kellin how we were in love and were really happy. I told him how he got taken from me and how he had friends named Oliver and Matty and Lynn.

I told him everything.

Except one thing.

I couldn't tell him about our baby, there were many times throughout the little story that he'd start crying or just look absolutely broken and I could tell he was remembering some of it but I said nothing about it as I just told him what happened. But I couldn't tell him that he was pregnant and had a miscarriage. I couldn't handle it.

"And that's how you got in a coma and forgot everything," I told him softly.

"W-what do I call you then?" He asked wiping at his tear covered face furiously. "A-are you my daddy? M-my master? Vic? My boyfriend?"

I smiled, "I'm whatever you want me to be Kells, if you want me to be your daddy, then I'll be your daddy, if you want me to be your master, so be it. If you want to give us a shot, I'm all for it."

He shook his head, "I don't remember any of this," He said but after knowing my kitten for as long as I have, I knew he was lying, he remembered. He remembered a lot more than he was letting on. And that's why he was acting strange, not because he didn't know anything but because he knew enough, enough that he was confused with what was going on. Did he want this to be his new life or did he want his old one? I saw the little gears in his head moving, he was confused. He didn't know who he was or what he was or anything really.

"That's okay, give it time Kitten."

"I-I'm kinda tired," he mumbled, laying down under my blankets. I wordlessly laid down too but didn't go to sleep as I listened to him calm down, his breathing evened out soon and he cuddled up against me. Something I don't think he even realizes he did.

I wrapped my arm around him and kissed the top of his head as his little nose rubbed against my chest.

"I love you Kitten, and I always will. I've loved you since I saw you, I was just too stubborn to really admit it." I whispered quietly, knowing that he was fast asleep and didn't hear any of that.

Or, I thought so, until I heard his angelic voice just whisper quietly: "I remember that."