Cherry Blossom | TRACOB

Forty Three

It had been three days since Troye had gotten home from the hospital, and things had been going okay. Not well, but not badly either. He spent a lot of time in his room and did not want to be around Joel and Riley that much, but he had been talking to Jacob which was an improvement from when they were in the hospital.

One thing Jacob had noticed was that Troye had started talking like he used to. He would refer to Jacob as Daddy instead of his name. He pouted a lot when he didn't get what he wanted, and he liked to cling to Jacob and cuddle a lot. He would get jealous when Jacob had to take care of the boys and would often whine and make a scene until Jacob came to give him the attention that he wanted.

"Daddy? Daaaaaddy?" Troye reached up from his place on the floor and tugged on Jacob's shirt. "Daddy!"

"What?" Jacob looked down at Troye with an unimpressed expression. Since he wasn't able to leave the house without the boys, he had been working from home. Well, he had been trying to. It was hard when Troye was constantly in need of him.

"Can I call Ryan? Daddy I haven't talked to Ryan in so long."

Jacob sighed,  looking at the paper that he had half written and then back to Troye. The neko was giving him a look similar to the face the cat in Shrek used to get what he wanted.

"Fine," he sighed. "The laptop is upstairs on the bed. If you need help come get me."

Troye nodded and hopped up off of the floor, wrapping his arms around Jacob and giving him a big kiss on his cheek. "Thank you Daddy!" he squealed, hurrying

out of the office and back up the stairs. He flattened his ears when he saw Joel, glaring at him before scurrying off to his bedroom. Joel frowned and continued his trip downstairs, trying to not let Troye's expression towards him ruin his mood.

Troye closed the door behind him and hopped up onto the bed, pulling the computer into his lap. He opened it up and waited for it to start up, typing in the password and clicking on Skype when the homescreen loaded. He was already logged into Skype, so all he had to do was find 'Brendon Urie'. He selected his name and hummed to himself as the calling screen popped up.

It took a few moments for the call to go through, but as soon as it did Troye was beaming into the camera. "Hi!" he said to Brendon, waving happily.

Brendon offered a less enthusiastic greeting. "Hello Troye. How are you doing?"

"I'm good!" Troye replied. "Is Ryan there?"

Brendon paused before shaking his head. "No... Ryan has gone to his new home."

Troye's smile faded from his face and he felt tears forming in his eyes. "W-who has him now?"

"He lives with a very nice man named Jon. He is happy there, it seems. He is being spoiled and is having fun."

"That's great... Can I call him at his new owners? I miss him a lot."

Brendon shrugged. "I'm not sure. I would have to get ahold of Jon and ask him first. I can do that, but it may take a couple days, okay?"

Troye nodded, but pouted. "Okay," he sighed. "Thank you."

"No problem, Troye. I hope that you are doing okay. Tell Jacob I say hi, yeah?"

"Okay," Troye said. "Bye-bye."

"Bye, Tro."

Troye hung up the call and shut down the laptop, laying back on the bed and staring at the ceiling. He crossed his arms over his chest and only pouted more when he realized that his tummy was starting to hurt again. He did not like taking his medicine, it was hard to swallow. At the same time he did not like being in pain, though. He decided that he wanted pain meds. That being said, he did not want to leave the bedroom again. He had already done that in order to ask if he could call Ryan.

Troye got off of the bed and walked to the door, opening it and leaning out. "DADDY!" he yelled, repeating himself about two more times before he heard a reply.

"WHAT?" Jacob called back, annoyance obvious in his voice.

"MY TUMMY HURTS!" Troye said.

Troye sat down in the doorway and peeked out when he heard heavy footsteps coming up the stairs. He opened his mouth and Jacob dropped a pill in, giving him a glass of strawberry milk to wash it down. "Thank you daddy," Troye said, batting his eyelashes after he managed to swallow the pill. "Kissies?"

"Stand up," Jacob said, leaning down to give him a quick kiss after Troye stood up. "I thought you were calling Ryan?"

"I did. but he has a new owner now. Brendon says that he likes it. He says that he's having fun and that he's being spoiled. I wish I was more spoiled, Daddy. Do you remember before we had the kittens? You were so, so nice to me and we had so much fun together."

Jacob furrowed his eyebrows, looking down at Troye. "What do you mean? I take good care of all of you."

"I know," Troye said. "But it was better before. You could give all of your attention to me."

"Well, you're going to have to get used to it. We have to take care of both of the boys, and you're going to have to get over yourself and understand that."

Troye pouted and crossed his arms. "No! I want you. I don't want them anymore!"

Jacob snapped. "Enough! I've been so nice to you because I understand that you are grieving, but we are struggling too. Our four year old son is being more mature than you at this point! He's taking better care of Riley than you are at this point. I just had Joel come into my office and curl up in the corner because he thinks that you hate him!"

"Well I do!" Troye snapped back. "I don't want them anymore. Sell them!"

"I'm not selling my fucking sons!"

"They're not even human! It does not matter!"

"Yes it does! You know firsthand what nekos can go through, why would you wish that upon your own kids?"

"Because I don't care!" Troye slinked away from Jacob, climbing onto the bed and glaring at him as he walked into the room and shut the door.

"I understand that you're having a hard time with this but-"

"Joel did not kill our fucking daughter!" Troye screamed, cutting Jacob off. "Joel is not suffering like I am. You are not suffering like I am. Stop pretending that you are!" 

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i changed my mind, threeish chapters left 

theyre all coming today 

oh shit