The Gangleaders broken little

Chapter 24

Jason's POV

"I...Am I a bad Dom?" I ask.

"What? Jason, no. Why would you think this?"

"The littles don't even recognize me. Everyone else has been given a name. The littles don't even know I exist." I say on the verge of crying.  Kingson shakes his head and whistles. Mason comes back in with Aqua.

"Want papa! No want..." Aqua pushes herself away from Mason.

"Mmh..Mph..Papa!!!" She squeals in frustration reaching out to me. She starts making gabby hands towards me while repeatedly saying papa. I let out a few tears and take her into my arms. 

"Hey sweetie."

"Papa!" She's babbles.

"Little one, I know you wanted me but you don't hit or push people ok?"

"Sowwy," She says. I smile standing up and putting Aqua on my hip.

"Otay?" Aqua asks touching my tear stained cheeks. 

"Yes, baby. I just needed my little one." I reply bouncing her a little.

Aqua's POV

I played with papa's hair as we sat in the kitchen. Bubby (Theo) is sitting with Bubba (DJ).

"Phft..." I babble while pushing around papa's hair. 

"Little one, Papa has too talk to daddy and dada. Why don't you go play with Bubby." He says setting me down in the playpen. Bubba also sets down Bubby. Bubby crawls to me.

"Sissyy!!" He claps. I smile to him as I felt myself fall out of little space.

""Sissy otay?" Theo asks. I nod and showed him the toys. While he was occupided, I crawled and curled up in the farthest corner possible. I closed my eyes and was just left in thoughts. 

Memories; the only thing I have left of her. It's all my fault. If I would have just with him or if I would have just said yes. Why did I have to go to a party. That party. Those stupid fights. I'm a screw up. A fuck up. Worthless. Stupid. Numb. Empty.

**Flashback #1**

"Come on, Aqua. Baby, we just want to play," Blake said standing next to Connor.

"Your pure evil, Blake!" I said taking a step or two back. 

"If you play with me then we won't hurt your sister the whole ride," Blake said waving away Connor knowing that he's got me there. Connor leaves with a nod. 

"F...F...Fine!" I gritted out of my teeth.

"You run and hide. I'll count, Don't get caught," He sang with delight. He loved these games; these mind tricks. I ran and hid behind him under the table. He finished counting and ran off. I just sat there and cried. It stayed like that for around twenty minutes. Then....

"Got you," He laughs picking me up.

"Awh, come on. Sweetheart, don't cry," he says wiping my tears.