The Mafia's Boss Daddy

Freak Out

Craton's POV

Okay. I've been kidnapped. I have been stripped. I'm in an unknown area. I'm wearing baby clothes. SOME DUDE STOLE ME FROM MY WORK. I have been humiliated. He made me wet myself. I have a plushy thing on my butt. I'm warm. There's cartoons on tv. THIS GUY CALLS HIMSELF DADDY.

Okay, I can get through this. And get this guy in jail. No big deal. I'm not a weakling...

...I'm a weakling.

I think I'm gonna have a panic attack and die miserably. Just great, cause I planned my death to be JUST LIKE THIS! I'M BEING SARCASTIC TOO.

"Gah-dahit" I mumble into the blanket.

I slowly crawl out from the blanket and really look around. I'm hoping to find anything that could help, but it's the same as a few minutes ago. I get frustrated at feeling so lost and alone. I don't want to be a freaking baby for this psycho!

I start breathing really quickly. Oh no, this isn't good. I'm actually starting to have an anxiety attack, fuck. And no one will be able to help!

I curl up on the ground, ready to suffer alone in the pain. I'm so scared but I know I'll get over it in a few minutes.

3rd POV

One of the boys decide to go check on the baby while their boss is busy. He opens the door and sees the baby on the ground, shaking very badly. "Shit! What's wrong, kid?!" He asks, going over to the boy.

Craton shakes harder. Buzz lightly touches Craton but his shakes get worse from there. "Are you dying? Oh my god, don't die now. The boss will assume I did it!" He has a mini freak out over the thought of getting killed.

"Buzz!" Someone yells.
"Oh shit-!" He covers his mouth. "I-I'm coming!" He picks up the shaking body and puts Craton back on the bed. "Don't die on me, okay?" Buzz leaves, closing the door.

Craton lies there, shaking.

Craton's POV

You know, I didn't think I would die like this. But alas, my life clearly didn't mean much. I can't help but think of everything as a I wait for my life to slowly and painfully fade away.

I never did mean anything to anyone, yeah? I never had any significance to a single soul, not even myself. The only reason why I kept working was because I was too cowardly to kill myself, or I just thought I could fade away with money. What's the use of money if you're dead though?

I just hate how I feel all the people I've met, probably were all disappointed to have met me. There's no way anyone cared or actually liked me. I was only fooling myself back then. Why am I so stupid? If I know the truth, I really shouldn't hide from it...

I close my eyes as I feel light, and hold back tears. The universe doesn't need a waste like myself to rain on it.

...I'm so stupid...I'm so stupid...

The pain starts to dull. Hey, does that mean I'm dying? Am I already dead? Yay for meee...

3rd POV

The boss busts down the door and run to Craton. As soon as he heard that he was having a really bad attack, he came running to his baby.

"It'll be okay, it'll be okay! Baby, listen to my heartbeat. Breathe." He holds Craton close and pushes his ear against his chest. Craton starts breathing better after a few minutes.

"...I'm so stupid..." Craton faintly says, tears running down his face.

"You're nothing but perfect, baby. Please don't think like that," the boss says, emotional. He pulls Craton in closer, hoping to show him the love he needs.