My Abused Puppy (Rewrite)

Chapter 4- Part 2

The two lovers were relaxing in bed when Kaiba received a message on his phone, which he promptly decided to ignore. If it was really important his business would know to call.

Kaiba kept his eyes on a sleeping Joey, whose contorted every once in a while. Each time it happened, Kaiba would stroke Joey's head and whisper sweet words to him. He would compliment how strong he was and how proud Kaiba was of him.

This continued for a great while with Mokuba coming into the room and even cuddling in between Kaiba and Joey; they looked like a family.

Everything was quiet, tranquil even, but then aloud crash was heard waking Kaiba and Joey in seconds. Joey jumped onto the floor and ran in front of the bed, where Mokuba was sleeping. Kaiba sat up from his position and removed Mokuba from his waist without waking him from his dreams.

The door slammed open and Joey, although shaking, was ready to fight.

"Kaiba have you seen Joey," The panicked voice of Yugi sounded in the room, which woke the sleeping boy.

The gang of losers stopped and looked in surprise at the scene before them, Joey was shaking, but held up his fists and had his knees bent, ready for an attack. Kaiba was next to him with a gun pointed at the door.

The two relaxed and sighed.

"It's just a group of losers," Kaiba muttered to himself. However, Joey heard him ad slapped the back of his head.

"They are my friends, Kaiba. Be nice."

Kaiba mutters to himself more, but Joey doesn't hear him. Joey shakes hi head a bit and smiles at his friends, waving a quick hello.

"WHAT HAPPENED WHILE WE WERE GONE!" Tristen yelled, dumbfounded at the sudden intimacy and happiness between Kaiba and Joey.

Joey flinched back at his friends loud voice, but shook off the fear when he saw a confused look pass over everyone's face.

"A lot happened while you were gone," Kaiba said before Joey could answer with his usual. 'I'm okay.' "And Joey and myself will explain, but please, give us a moment to gather ourselves." Kaiba said the words with a clenched jaw. Joey could tell he was desperately trying not to demand them to leave, like he normally would.

Joey smiled at Kaiba and kissed his cheek, forgetting his friends for just a moment.

The gang looked utterly shocked at the display of affection between Joey and Kaiba.

"Now, get out," Kaiba said, a glare targeting each person. Kaiba held back on demanding, but now he just wanted his puppy to himself. I just want to kiss him a bit longer... Kaiba thought to himself as he grabbed Joey's waist and pressed his head against Joey's.

"That wasn't nice Kaiba," Joey said, looking into the endless abyss of those blue depths.

"I don't care, puppy. Just kiss me again," Kaiba demanded.

Joey chuckled. He's like a little kid sometimes, he thought with a broad smile.

"Alright, but we have to talk with my friends," Joey said, a serene smile on his face.

Kaiba pouted for a moment, hoping to spend a bit longer with his puppy than a kiss, but he was happy to kiss him. Kaiba grabbed Joey's face lightly, brushing his fingers over his ears. He leaned him slightly, allowing Joey to lean forward and connect their lips.

The kiss was light, full of passion Joey never knew Kiaba had, especially for him. Kaiba's lips were never forceful and his touch held no ulterior motive meant to hurt him. He loved Kaiba's gentle hands and his warm lips.

When they separated, Joey had a hard blush coating his cheeks and Kaiba was taken aback. The two felt the love in their moment and were slightly upset by the kiss ending so much sooner than either wanted it too.

"We have to go meet my friends," Joey says, the blush slowly disappearing from his face.

"Must we," Kaiba asked, irritation setting in. "I would rather spend the morning cuddling with you. We can send the loser gang away."

Joey scolded and punched Kaiba's arm, "Kaiba, they are my friends. We are not sending them away."

Kaiba rubbed his arm and pouted, upset by the arrival of his friends. I just wanted my puppy to myself for a little longer. 

Joey chuckled at Kaiba's pout and said, "Let's go and talk with my friends... about everything..."

Kaiba could feel the anxiety radiating off of him.

"Hey, everything will be fine, puppy. I promise to protect you." Kaiba promised Joey, determination in his eyes. A truly steel resolve.

Joey felt his fear clear a little, just from the promise Kaiba made.

I really do love him... Joey thought, smiling to himself.

"C'mon Kaiba, I am ready," Joey said, walking towards the door, reassured by his previous thought.

Kaiba followed his puppy, almost like a guard dog protecting its owner, radiating a protectiveness that would intimidate the bravest person.

Joey stopped right before entering the parlor and took a deep breath. Kaiba grabbed Joey's hand and kissed it, giving him a look of quiet support. Joey smiled and kissed Kaiba's forehead.

"Thank you," Joey whispered.

Joey opened the doors and all of his friends looked to him in unison.

"Joey are you okay?" "What happened to you?" "When did you and Kaiba bond?"

"Enough," Kaiba said, commanding the room, "He will talk with all of you."

Joey gave Kaiba a look of thanks and looked to his friends, "I will explain everything..."

Joey took a seat at the table in the parlor and began his story:

"When I was nine, my father needed money. He desperately needed money for everything. The beer, the bills, and me.

I don't know when that man encountered me, but he offered my father money in exchange for me. At first it wasn't bad, he got me toys and allowed me to play with a person I would soon call a brother. He brushed his hands against me sometimes, but I brushed them off as accidents.

After a while, he... He started to come into my room at night, whenever I would stay with him to escape my drunk father. He touched private places and told me it was for my health, to make sure I was physically well.

No one ever said it was not normal for people who care for you to touch you in that way. And when I learned that it wasn't normal, I asked him to stop. But that made it so much worse. He... He would hold my hands against his manhood and force me to pleasure him.

No matter how much I begged him to stop.

Eventually, he said he didn't want me anymore. He wanted to... to....to penetrate me, but I was too small, he couldn't physically fit for it to be pleasurable.

He told my father he would want me back when I was older, but I never wanted to go back there... I couldn't go back there...

When my father said it was time to go back to that horrible place, I fought back against him for the first time... And I ran. I ran far away from him...." Joey said all he could before the tears he was holding back burst from their cage, soaking the shoulder Kaiba had offered before entering the parlor.

"Why did you never tell us?..."

Hello Wattpadians, I have decided to update Chapter 4 in multiple parts, as to separate how Joey tells his story. It is never easy talking about trauma and I don't want to make it seem that way by updating the whole story in one go. Until next time. -loverlizzy5