Stitched We Heal (Fleetonic)

Ep 8

   
    
PoV: Fleetaway

"Seriously... you won't let me touch you, but you do this," Sonic had climbed into my bed and was laying on me.

"Mmph..." he shifted and laid on my stomach.

"I hate you so fucking much," I groaned and my door bell rang.

  Sonic started growling and jumped down.

"No you don't," I tied him to the couch and opened the door.

"Hey man. Its poker night," Scourge was at my door.

"That's tomorrow," I growled, "What are you doing here so early?"

"I got movie for us to- no way. Hahaha! You caught blue! He's been missing for six years!" He ran in and grabbed Sonic making him wince and start biting.

"Put him down!" I snapped, "I don't need you damaging him."

"What do you care?" Scourge dropped Sonic and he whimpered, hiding behind the couch.

"Do you know how much I could make by selling him back to the freedom fighters?" I checked Sonic's stitches, "I just need to keep him alive."

"Well, you actually have a plan for a change. If you screw up I'll just take Blue and sell him myself," Scourge sat down on my couch and looked at Sonic, "What's with a cone?"

  I held up the hand Sonic had bitten, "He's not exactly trustworthy. He had no memories of anything. Or it seems that way. I'm trying to get him to respond to his name."

"Sonic," Scourge called him and we got no response,  "Sonic! Damn he really did forget everything."

"He doesn't talk, but the mother fucker will whine for hours of he's left alone. And don't even bother touching him. Little bitch has a hard bite."

"Hahahaha! You own a fucking cat!" Scourge broke into laughter.

"Only for now. I'll get rid of him when he's walking upright," I picked Sonic up and put him in his corner with his towel.

"What if he never does?" Scourge asked, "This is a dangerous and fucked up game you're playing Fleetaway. You can't let it backfire."

"The only backfire would be the news reporting that I kidnapped him," I answered.

"Yeah... Do you know what happened to him?"

"I can only guess that he was tortured, and he was used for sex. I don't know for how long during the six years or how often," Sonic chewed on the spoon he had claimed that this point, "I need to feed him."

"Can he even eat normal food?"

"No," I stuck a bunch of random fruits and vegetables into the blender and mixed it up, "Which is why I do this."

  I poured the smoothie on his plate and Sonic started licking it up.

"Aww gross," Scourge looked disgusted, "At least give him something that tastes good. Like a burger."

"He won't eat it. I've tried already. This is what he likes best," I reach for Sonic and he growled again, "I will kick your ass you fucking animal."

  Sonic whimpered and let me pet him for once. He stopped whimpering and growling, he was just calmed for once. And not staring either. Finally.

"Let's watch this movie man," Scourge put the DVD on and I sat down on the opposite side of the couch.

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  The movie was about half way in and we ordered food. Sonic was laying down by my feet.

"Fleetaway," Scourge called me.

"What is it?" I was enjoying the movie before being interrupted.

"Why is he starting at me?"

"He wants to get on the couch. He does that," I answered.

"Its creepy."

"Believe me. I know."

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