Matthew's POV
When I go to get Jake for dinner, I see him passed out in his bed. I smile to myself, admiring his adorableness.
"Jake, you need to get up for dinner," I whisper softly. He shoots up and immediately begins cowering.
"I-I'm so sorry! Please do not punish me for sleeping!" He says, tears streaming down his adorable face. I instantly wrap my arms around the small boy and try to calm him down.
"It's okay. Just take deep breaths in and out, okay? In and out." I whisper to him and I hear his sobs subside.
"T-Thank you." He whispers so very quietly.
"It's alright. Now, let's go get you some food, okay?" I say to him and he nods. I walk him down the stairs and into the kitchen.
"So when was the last time you ate?" I ask, noticing his ribs poking out.
"I-I don't know. But the last thing I ate was stale bread." He says, sitting on the barstool. I frown and go over to the fridge to see what light foods I have. My eyes drift to a jar of applesauce. My frown is instantly replaced with a smile. I grab the jar and find a clean spoon. I sit down on the barstool next to Jake.
"Have you ever had applesauce?" I ask him. His eyes light up with joy and excitement.
"Yes, I have. My mother gave me some when I was about five years old." He says, joy lacing his voice. I open the jar and a small spoonful.
"Say 'ah'," I say and he opens his mouth. I begin feeding him the applesauce.
Jake's POV
Matthew is feeding me the amazing applesauce. My stomach isn't turning as though I was going to get sick like before. I could feel my stomach growling for more of the delicious food.
"Would you be willing to tell me what your job for Xander was?" I hear.
"H-He used me for s-sexual pleasure m-mostly. And i-if I didn't please him, I would get beaten. That's where m-most of my scars came from." I reply. I look up at Matthew and I see the sorrow and hurt in his eyes.
Matthew's POV
I can't believe he was used for sexual pleasure. He shouldn't be treated as an object and a toy people can just play with. He is so broken.
And I'm determined to fix him.
A/n: so that was chapter two. Sorry it's so short. The next one will be longer!
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Wounded.
RomanceJake is your somewhat average slave, except he's used for far worse things than work. But one day, a devilishly handsome billionaire finally buys him after twenty-one years of torture. WARNING! THIS STORY IS GAY. TWO GUYS. DONT LIKE IT? BE ON YOUR...