Forkingtons change of heart

Hey everyone I wrote this story after alot of thought and I am not one to hold anger for very long. So I wrote this story as a change of pace and to see where this will go. Best part YOU GUYS can tell me of a scenario or even an idea of what you would like to see happen in the story. SO please like the story and follow me on my tumblr on my home page. Thank you enjoy.

Chapter one

Forkingtons POV

I have been shouting for Dice to come back but he has yet to show up. I should have put a collar on him with a leash. I'll have to get one latter after I lock him up. I looked around and saw Dice running around a corner.

"DICE GET BACK HERE NOW." I yelled and chased after him.

I chased him down the alley to the street. Dice kept running and I didn't see the car till it was too late. Everything seemed to slow down as the car hit Dice and he went flying over it and bounced on the ground as the car swerved into a pole. The pole fell and hit Dice he didn't move. I stood there frozen heart pounding in my chest as my gut felt like ice. Someone screamed as blood began to pool around Dice. I felt faint as I stumbled over to Dice. The pole over him just made him look so small and weak. His left arm was bent but not broken his legs though were. His eyes were dull grey and looked lifeless even thought I could see that he was breathing it was very shallow.

The bruising on him just made him look even worse. I felt sick. I did this. I made Dice run from me in fear and he got hurt and could be dying right now. My hands shook as I reached out and gently grabbed his face as the sound of an ambulance got closer.

"…..dice….."

I could barley speak my thought felt dry and swollen. Tears filled my eyes as the ambulance pulled up. The paramedics ran out of the back with a stretcher and gently removed the pole before picking Dice up and onto the stretcher. I got into the ambulance with them but I felt horrible. I put my face into my hands as they worked on Dice. A few hours later I found myself in the waiting room as Dice needed surgery to stop internal bleeding.

"what have I done?" I whispered

I drove a little boy to the point that he ran from me. I was supposed to take care of him and give him a second chance. But instead I hurt him and abused him locked him up even when he did nothing wrong and hardly feed him. All because of my past anger of my dear spoon leaving me to work in the casino. I shouldn't blame it on him entirely as I was the one telling her not to dance and sing. I drove her away. I felt my body shake with sobs. It was my fault and I took it out on a toddler. I'm a monster.

I was about to cry when the doctor came out. I jumped to my feet and ran over to him.

"Doctor please tell me he is still alive. Please tell me he's going to be ok." I practically begged.

"Sir calm down. We were able to stop the bleeding however it seems that he has permanent amnesia. The pole hat hit him was live so he has no memories of who he once was. He is just a two-year-old boy with no idea of where he is or who he once was." The doctor told me.

I was in shock. Dice has no memories he's a real baby now. God I feel like trash. The doctor told me to come by tomorrow as Dice was a sleep for the rest of the day and that they needed to keep an eye on him. I left with a thank you. I was a bit surprised that they didn't say anything about the bruising but chalked it up to them thinking that it was from the crash. As I walked into my home I went right upstairs to the bedroom made up for Dice. The room was a soft purple with a crib and toys needed for a baby. But it was covered in dust. I began to cry and hugged myself.

" What have a done. Oh Dice I'm so so sorry. I should have never made you so scared of me. Forgive me." I sobbed onto the floor.

After a bit I got up and glared I knew what I had to do. I marched back down stairs and got ride of the old bed in the closet that I forced dice to sleep in. Threw out all the whips, crops and belts that I used and even burned the little book I had to write down all the things I did to Dice before going back up. I cleaned the entire room and washed all the bed sheets and clothing. I knew that I must change it was because of me I almost killed Dice. I will not let that happen again.

The next morning.

I walked into the hospital with a stuffed puppy toy and a change of clothes for Dice. When I asked what room he was in they told where to find him and to take a Doctor with me. The same Doctor who operated on Dice walked down the hall with me.

"What do you plan to do with him." He asked

"I'm not going to let the opportunity pass. He truly has no memories of his past then we can rewrite it. I will tell him that he is my son who I adopted from a dangerous creature and that he was badly hurt. Hopefully the others will get the hint and play along." I said.

"You'll have to be a parent that means the good and bad."

"I will raise him as my child and I will see to it. The good and the bad." I said with a glare

He just nodded and left to tell the others of my plan. I opened the door to see a crib with a little Dice sleeping in the crib. Walking over to him I let a soft smile come onto my face. Even thought he was bandage up and legs in a cast he was very cute. I gently rubbed my knuckles against his check softly making him moan and wake up. He opened them to show me pure child innocents and curiosity.

"Morning sleepy head. You had me so worried little guy." I softly spoke kneeling down.

"Who are you?" He asked

"I'm Daddy. I adopted you from a horrible beast and you got into a car accident. You won't be able to remember but that's ok. I'm here now and everything will be just fine you'll see. Look I brought you a friend he really wanted to meet you." I said showing Dice the stuffed puppy.

His eyes light up at the toy and reached for with grabby hands. I smiled and gave him the toy. My heart felt warm as Dice hugged the toy close. He looked at his hands and tried to wipe the P off. I reached down and gently took his hand.

"No no Sugar cube those marks stay they mean something that I will tell you when your older ok. Trust Daddy ok."

"Ok. What's my name?"

"Your name is Dice Silver and you are my son."

He held up the toy and asked about the toys name. I wanted to chuckle he really is a baby.

"Well you give him one he is your toy right."

He looked at the toy and his face scrunched up in thought making me hide my chuckles.

"I think…Floppy."

I almost busted a gut.

"Ok….Floppy it is. Now how about we get you ready to go home huh?" I asked trying not to laugh.

"Ok Daddy."

I will not let this chance go to waste. One day I will tell him the truth. But for now I want him to be a real kid.

Ok guys I hope you like this and tell me what you think or if you have an Idea for the next chapter thank you see you in the next chapter.