Dirty little secret [C]

Chapter twenty five: More remebering

Chris slowly woke up. He was drowsy and the voices sounded like they were talking through water. He let out a small groan, a blurry figure coming to stand beside him.

"Mr. Cerulli, it seems you're very mal..."

"Where's Kuza?"

"They're here. I have to..."

"I want Kuza."

"He can come in in a minute. For now we have to put a feeding tu..."

"No! I'm fine!" Chris yelled. His eyes widened as two female nurses walked up to him. He screamed for Kuza, trying to get away from them. He fell to his knees on the floor, whimpering as the bigger one grabbed his arms. He felt the prick of a needle against the inside of his elbow. "Kuza?"

"I'm sorry Mr. Cerulli. You're very sick."

**i have a concussion. Pretty sure I shouldn't be writing atm**

Chris yawned as he was guided outside. Angelo had come to pick him up. Gaia had left him alone in little space once again. He clung to the shorter man's hand, smiling. It was still dark. Nearly four in the morning when Chris had called, scared of the dark.

"Dada, are wes goins for a ride?"

"Mhm. Would you like to stop somewhere to eat?"

"No. I jus wants to sweep."

"I know." Angelo whispered. He helped Chris into the passenger seat, buckling him in. "When did you last eat?"

"Mmm. Before mommy weft."

"That was three days ago." Angelo tried to stay calm. The very thought of Gaia made him fill with rage. "We can get whatever you want?"

"Reawy?"

"Anything."

"Wings! I wants wings!" Chris giggled, bouncing in his seat. "Dada, my princey parts hurt."

"Want me to look baby boy?"

"Mhm." Chris nodded. He yawned, rubbing his eyes as Angelo pulled his shorts down to his knees.

"Fuck." Angelo gasped. "Little one, when did she put this on?"

"Before she weft. It hurts dada!" Chris whimpered. Angelo nodded.

"I can't get it off but I have a friend who might be able to. Is that okay? Can we go visit daddy's friend?"

"O-Okay." Chris sniffled as Angelo fixed his pants.

"Who the fuck uses chastity belts?" He muttered as he started driving.

**i fell asleep. Oops**

Chris frowned as he started to come to once again. He looked to his right, sighing at the sight of Kuza holding Ryan. They were both asleep, worry still etched on their faces. Chris whimpered, looking up at the white ceiling. He wasn't in his own clothes. A hospital gown now covering him.

"Dada." Chris whispered. He wasn't calling for Kuza, but for Angelo. Chris let out a choked sob, pushing himself up. He whimpered as he started to try to pull the various needles and tubes out of him.

Kuza jerked awake at the sound of the heart monitor flatlining. Chris stared back, tears falling down his cheeks. "Chris, they're going to sedate you again!" Kuza grumbled. He spoke too soon as the same nurses walked in, their faces grim as they took in the sight of Chris.

"Darling, you can't be doing that."

"I want to go home." Chris muttered. He whined as the thin nurse pulled a needle out a drawer. "Please no." He whispered.

"We have to hook you back up and we can't have you fighting." She sighed. "I promise it'll only pinch."

**im a dick**

Chris resisted the urge to struggle against the restraints. He was tied to the bed, his legs spread and held there by a bar. Gaia had found out where he had gone during her trip. He whimpered as she slipped on the strap on, looking away from her.

"Please no. It hurts." Chris whimpered. He frowned as he watched her set up a camera. "What's dat for?"

"I'm going to show all your little friends what a whore you are." She stated. He watched as the red light flickered on. "Say it."

"I'm... I'm a little whore." Chris sobbed.

"What did you?"

"I-I... I we-went to-to Ang." Gaia knelt between Chris's legs. She slapped the man's cock, Chris letting out a loud cry. "Stop stop stop!"

"You are not in charge!" Gaia screamed. "You have no where to go!"

**what would you do forahappyending**

Chris frowned as he slowly woke up. He didn't remember much except pain. He groaned, frowning at the sight of Angelo driving. "Dada?"

"Sh baby boy. We have to get to the hospital. You're bleeding really bad." He whispered. Chris frowned. He slowly looked down. The seat was a dark brown instead of its usual tan color. "She hurt ya really bad."

"I deserved it." Chris whispered. He frowned as the light on front of them turned yellow.

"What the fuck?" Angelo muttered.

"Daddy, you gotta slow down."

"I'm trying." Angelo's face turned from horror to realization. "She cut my brakes." He whispered.

"Hm daddy?"

"Nothing. Just... Just sleep baby boy."

Chris yawned, happy to do just that. He leaned his head against the window, falling asleep just before the semi t-boned Angelo's car.

**im crying**

"He needs constant supervision."