{Kellin}
When Vic took me home that evening, all I wanted to do was kiss him and show him how much I cared for him. I never know how to show my appreciation for someone because I never learned how. I just know how to show it the dirty way. But that's not all that bad because it's pleasing for that person, although that's not what I want to do. I really want to show someone I care for them.
I shouldn't be thinking about that though. Vic wanted to take everything slowly, even though I kind of sucked him off for like 10 seconds that one night he took me in for two weeks. I was the happiest I'd ever been in my life being with him.
I was laying on the bed in the spare room, pondering about everyone I used to live with back at the brothel. I miss Jenna a lot. She always took care of me. But now Vic is going to take care of me. Problem is...I'm almost positive I made Alan a promise to take care of him and protect him. How can I do that if I'm living here and he's at a shelter with everyone else? I mean I know he's protected and cared for there, but I don't want him to think I was bullshitting him.
My eyes began to water at the thought of Alan not being here. I felt like I was a big brother when I protected him from Damien when he was going to hurt him.
I heard the door open and in walked Vic.
"Oh good, you're awake," he said, smiling at me. "Here. Eat this for now. A melted cheese sandwich before you sleep."
I looked at him with watery eyes.
"Oh shit, what's wrong? Tell me." He sat down next to me and patted my back. "What happened? I won't force you to eat the sandwich if you don't want to."
I shook my head at him, letting him know that wasn't what I was upset about. "I will...eat it," I managed to say.
"Then? Why the tears?" he said, wiping my eyes. "You're not happy here, is that it? You miss everyone?"
It's like he was reading my mind. I nodded at him. "I-It's Alan. I promised.....to take care....of him."
I heard a random knock at the front door.
"What the hell? Who could that be this late? Hold on, Kellin." Vic stood up and walked out of the room, leaving me by myself. When he returned to the room, that one guy that carried me to the van and into the hospital was standing outside the door.
I saw Vic look at him, as if he wanted to say something serious.
"Hey, Kellin," the man said, stepping into the room. He stared at Vic for a second. "Can I have a couple minutes with him? If you don't mind, I'd like you to stay in the room."
I expressed a confused glare at the man, wondering what he wanted. He pulled up a chair and sat in front of me. Vic stood up against the door and folded his arms.
"So...you might not remember me, but I helped you during the rescue."
I nodded my head at him.
"But that's not the reason why I wanted to talk to you, especially in front of Vic. I'm Levi. Vic and I have known each other for very little time, but.....you and I have known each other longer."
I cocked my head to the side because I didn't know what he was talking about. I don't recognize him from anywhere. Hell, I only have memories from middle school, my parents, and the brothel.
"You're probably thinking 'what the hell is this guy talking about' right? I'm gonna help you remember," he told me, sitting up straight in his chair. He was fidgeting his fingers. "On the playground, you would always tell me about how your parents pretty much abandoned you and how they never paid any attention to you. You were always so aggressive with other kids and never took shit from anyone, not even teachers. You were...invincible. You could take on the world if you wanted too."
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Torture In Silence (Kellic)
FanfictionYou don't know what it's like to live with people you don't know, to judge disgusting things you've never seen before, and have a master who makes you suck his cock when he's feeling in the mood. This wasn't my life. I didn't want any of this. I was...
