Gangster- Tythan

Get Out

"I'm fucking sick and tired of this!" Tyler yelled. After a month of taking care of all three littles, Tyler has hit his breaking point. But not with Sean or Mark. No, his own boyfriend.

"Get out!" He yelled at Ethan, who stopped crying and screaming. Now he was shaking in fear.

"N-No I don't-" he started before his wrists were grabbed. Ethan wasn't even able to struggle as he was yanked out of Tyler's home and thrown outside like trash.

"I never loved you! I dated you with hopes that it'll make you better. But now I see that there's no helping you" Tyler almost growled his words before locking him out.

He sat there for a moment, taking everything in. Did Tyler really mean that? That he only dated him out of pity? If that's true then. . . Their relationship was never going to work. It was built on lies and pity, not love.

The shaking boy stood up, unsure where to go. His family won't want him, nor will anyone else. The only person he can think of is. . .

He started to walk, his heart feeling heavy and dejected. All he wanted was his love, to feel safe and warm for once in his life yet Tyler denyed him of that. Maybe it was too much to ask of him. After all, Tyler is only one man.

With quivering hands, Ethan knocked on the door. He wasn't sure if she still even lived there. . . Or if it was safe to do this anyway. After all, she is family.

". . . Ethan?" She gasped, tears almost forming at the sight of her baby brother again. She yanked him inside with a hug, "Oh baby brother, I've missed you. . . Why aren't you with your Daddy, buddy?"

"Sa-Sally, daddy ki-kicked me out" he whispered out, "Daddy never woved me so he kicked me out cos I'm an annoying brat and he hate me. . ."

". . .that son of a bitch" she mumbled, "Mark promised me Tyler would always take care of you. That it was safer for me not to come see you. That fucking bastard, I'll kill them both. . ."

"No pwease, not either of their faults" he promised, "Marky has been really really depressed cos mummy left him and Jack has been more wanting to go bye bye. Daddy nu could cope with that and my constant need for attention. . ."

After a while. The siblings sat down and chatted as Ethan tried to win Tyler back over text.

Ethan: Ty I'm sorry
Ethan: Please, how can I make this work
Tyler: Go back to being a little sex slave
Tyler: That's the only thing you'll ever be good at
Tyler: At least you were fucking quiet back then
Tyler: Though you always were an attention whore
Ethan: If I stopped spacing and sat quietly in the corner to wait for commands, would you take me back?
Tyler: Yes
Ethan: Then that's what will do

Of course, Tyler was joking. Honestly, he didn't want to see his face right now but he also didn't want him to be a slave. Though slave Ethan was so well behaved and did as he was told so maybe it wouldn't be that bad. . .

Tyler looked over at Sean, who was rocking Mark in his arms. The more he thought about it, the more he did see that it was easier to take care of a mindless slave than a whining infant. A slave takes whatever it can get and be pleased about it because of its low standers. While a baby will just take and take until there is nothing left.

"How's he doing today?" Tyler asked softly.

"He keeps pleading for mummy" Sean sighed back, looking over at Tyler, "He really isn't over her, even after a month. I don't think he ever will be. . . Has she gotten back to us yet?"

"My family found her and well, let's just say" he started, but paused. He moved in closer before whispering, "She'll regret what she has done and will return to take care of him in no time"

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Well that was happy

But hey! There's finally an update, yay