Slavery Chp.2

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Supper was as normal as it ever was, Kai was up in my room and Nya was standing next to my father, watching him eat. I wasn't bothered by it, it was normal for me to see women following my dad around the house. But it did make me think whether I should have brought Kai with as well, but I didn't want to taunt him with food he couldn't eat. Speaking of food, I wonder when was the last time that these two ate, they didn't look as skinny as that girl Skylor but that didn't mean that they weren't hungry. "Dad, what happens to Kai when I go to school tomorrow." I spoke up as I played with the spaghetti on my plate. Nya's head moved up at attention and my dad gave me a confused sideways glance. "Who's Kai?" he asked he and he looked up. I blushed and stopped playing. "He's, uh, that's his name. My slave, his name is Kai." I stuttered out and tried to look as inconspicuous as possible. "Oh, you named him. Well he can always stay in the cellar with this one." My dad said as he pointed a finger at Nya, I didn't really want to leave him down there. It sucked, it was freezing and you didn't get food, a blanket or even a light. It's like our own personal prison. "And he can't come with me to school?" I asked. My dad gave another confused look. "Why should he come with you to school?" He retorted, I shook my head. "Never mind, its fine, he can stay in the cellar." I then said as I tried to brush his question off. I just wanted Kai to sort of have a normal teenager life but obviously that wasn't going to happen with my dad looking over my shoulder. I would have really liked him to meet some of my friends, I'm sure they'll like Kai. They have their own slaves, maybe I can ask dad if we can have a boy's night. I finished off my food, thanked my dad and made my way to my room.

When I opened my door Kai was sitting in the same position, in the same spot I had left him. "Why are you still there." I asked as I stared at him. "You didn't give me any instructions, master." He then said, matching my stare. I groaned and walked over to my draw, "Stop calling me that, it's just Cole." I was met with silence as Kai thought over the words and then he replied. "Okay." A simple answer. "I'm going to shower." I told him as I made my way to the bathroom with my pyjamas in hand as well a towel. A good shower is just what I need to wash the filth of the auction off my body. Going to school tomorrow will be bitter sweet, I'll get to see my friends again and we can organise a get-together but I'll be leaving Kai behind here at home. But he'll be with his sister so it won't be that bad right? When I walked into the bathroom I saw the red rags of Kai's old clothes still lying on the floor, I'll have to remember to throw those away later. I put my clothes down and did a quick brush of my teeth before a turned the water on in the shower. As I waited for it to get to the right temperature I undressed and put my clothes in a corner. Carefully I checked the water and once I felt it was right I stepped under the relaxing waterfall. It felt so good, I hummed as the warm liquid ran down my back. The small room started filling with steam, I could barely see a thing, but who cared—I had my eyes closed anyway.

I sighed when a thought kept prodding my mind, I tried pushing it away but how could I? Molten amber stared into my own while we lay facing each other. I knew it was only a daydream but I was so happy, not normal happy, fuzzy warmth kind of happy. I remember smiling, a lot, and laughing. I haven't seen Kai smile yet, it made my frown when I thought about it. Maybe I'm just overthinking this, he's just a slave. But he's also a person and I should treat him like one. I squeezed some shampoo on my head and started massaging it in as I hummed to my own tune. Jay and Lloyd already have their own slaves—okay Cole, stop saying that word. There should be no such thing, call them… workers? Servants? Helpers? Who cares, but they're not slaves.

I did one more wash down before exiting the shower and drying myself off. Today hadn't been as bad as I thought it would be, now I just need to learn to take care of another human. I was putting on my shorts when I heard my dad shout. It sounded like it was from inside my room, I quickly pulled on the thin cloth and rushed to the door. When I opened it I saw Kai struggled while my father was busy dragging him out by his hair.

"Dad! What are you doing?" I shouted, I was very confused at that point and concerned for Kai. "Taking this thing to get a beating." Dad roughly answered back as he tugged at Kai's head, the brunette gave a soft whimper and closed his eyes tightly as he continued to hold onto his hair. "But he didn't do anything wrong." I said and I chased after my dad, I tried reaching for his hand gripping Kai's head. The atmosphere had drastically changed from relaxed to full of tension. I could heard Kai's rapid breathing as he attempted not to fight back but it was human nature to protect yourself when in harm's way. "Dad let him go!" I tried but he continued to push me away, I saw Nya standing in the doorway to his room watching her brother get dragged down the stairs. My dad shoved him forward and Kai went tumbling down the stairs in a series of loud 'thumps'. It was like he was trying to kill the boy, I rushed down and kneeled beside him as I tried to help him stand up only to have my dad grab his collar. I watched as Kai struggled for breath as he pulled at the material suffocating him. "Dad stop! Your killing him!" I shouted breathlessly, my eyes hurt and my tongue felt numb in my mouth. I lifted my gaze to see where my dad was taking him, it fell on an old brown door that led to the cellar. I tried rushing ahead as to block his path off but my dad was a lot faster than I thought. Adrenaline pumped franticly though my veins, my breathing was so uneven that I thought I would pass out. But the thought of keeping Kai from the beatings made me stay focused, he couldn't get hurt on his first night here. My dad pushed him into the mostly empty room, he was sobbing loudly now, I tried following but my dad gave a strong push to my chest that caused me to stumble back and fall on my behind.

I immediately stood up and reached for the door before it closed, there was no way that I would let my father beat him for doing nothing. I left him alone in the room, I didn't tell him that he couldn't look around if that was what he was doing. My dad's being unreasonable and short sighted, I had to talk some sense into him. My hand made it just before the door was slammed shut but unfortunately due to terrible aiming, I missed the wood and it collided with my hand, trapping it between the doorframe and the door.

I wish I could explain the sensation I felt at that moment, it was excruciating physical pain but only when I head the multiple cracks that spread throughout the bone did my mind catch up. It was burning, like it was being burned with a blowtorch, I lost control of it soon after but the mind numbing pain didn't go away. I know I screamed, but I couldn't hear it, nor could I hear the door successfully shutting as I fell to the ground. All I could hear was the blood pumping in my ears and the sound of my bones being crushed as my mind replayed it over and over again. At this point I was crying, I know it because I could taste the salty water in my mouth as I cried out again. My vision was blurry and all I could see was the familiar colour of dark scarlet that gushed out from a large opening across my palm. I couldn't breathe, my brain refused to act out that very important function, it was too preoccupied with telling my body to shut the hell up and stop complaining about the misery it was in. I don't remember laying down but once I felt my head make contact with the cold wood floor I knew I was down, I couldn't even process simple actions anymore, all I could do was stare at the blood soaked hand in front of me. I didn't want to touch it in fear of hurting it even more, my brain felt like a piñata and my hand was the bat, God, I need to stop thinking about this thing!

Kai's pain filled screaming helped knock me out of my self-pity trance, I used my left hand to lift my body off the ground and get on my knees. That took more energy out of me than it should have. Have those dots always been there? I stood up and clutched the aching hand to my chest, successfully ruining my nightclothes and making myself in need of another shower. Stop thinking, stay focused! I walked—more like hobbled over to the door, Kai's screams could still be heard clearly. I only hoped that my father wasn't beating him too badly and that I would be able to help him again. I placed my uninjured hand on the cool wood as I used it as support, I pulled my face as I heard my dad shout curses between each painful swing of his weapon. "Dad, open the door." My voice broke so much in that sentence that I wouldn't believe it was me if I wasn't the one moving my lips. And it wasn't nearly loud enough than I wanted it to be, so I cleared my throat and tried again. "Dad! Open the door!" That sounded better, my voice didn't sound that different but it still hurt to talk. My chest was tight as I held on from crying, I looked down at my hand. It looked so unnatural, it was bent in a weird way from the palm and it was caked it drying blood, not a pretty picture if you ask me. But I still didn't get an answer from my dad and Kai's cried had died down, not a good sign. This sent panic flooding through me and my heart rate suddenly skyrocketed, fuelling me with adrenaline once again. I used my good hand to hammer against the door in hopes that my dad would hear.

Why is everything so fuzzy, and why am I so tired? I knocked on the door again, this was starting to get frustrating, and I needed to get to Kai! "Open the door you sicko! No wonder mom left you, you're a freaking idiot that beats children for fun! You're a womanizer and a useless father!" I don't think I knew what exactly was coming out of my mouth but it felt right, it even put a smile on my face when the beatings stopped. That surely got his attention. But my smile dropped as he opened the door, and I'll be damned if that wasn't the scariest face I had ever laid eyes on.

He grabbed my collar and hauled me into the room where I fell face first onto the cold floor. I saw Kai up against the wall, he looked fine as far as I could see except for a few blood stains on his clothes, he was breathing but he gave me this look that told me he couldn't take it anymore. "Kai." I breathed out and tried to sit up again only for my dad to place his shoe on my back and push me back down. "So you think I'm a worthless parent hmm?" He sarcastically asked. As I turned my head to answer I saw the reason he was behaving this way, in the corner was a small pile of syringes. He wasn't himself, he wasn't sane, this isn't your father Cole, and he is not Lou Brookstone. "What, cat got your tongue? You were so big mouthed a moment ago, what happened to the son who cared so much for slaves." Kai continued to stare at me, he didn't do anything for fear of getting another beating session. The air filled my lungs again as my dad lifted his foot off my back and walked over to another part of the room.

My dad walked over to the limp form of Kai at the far end of the room, I saw that his lips where pursed and he had a dark and deathly look on his face. If Kai wasn't scared, I was scared for us both. He picked up the long metal cane next to my slave, it already had blood dripping from it, some old stains were still on from past beatings, only when I saw this did I realise how bad things had gotten in the past month. First the drinking and now the drugs, how could I let my father fall this far? Kai struggled to move from his spot on the ground and away from my father, this movement brought my attention back to him. I pushed myself up, my right hand was still throbbing but at least it was numb, but my back was sore from being crushed on the ground. "Dad, stop, please." I wheezed out and got up to my knees. "Oh, so now this mutt is that important. What about his slut of a sister, are you going to try and save her too? Please oh great hero save us all!" His booming voice was accompanied with an equally scary laugh that made my breath hitch. He stopped laughing and turned to Kai and then looked at me from the corner of his eye. "Do you know what happened to your mother, Cole?" he asked me while still continuing to stare down at Kai. "I don't want to know." I stated plainly, whatever he wanted to say didn't matter and I certainly didn't need to hear the rubbish that decided to come out of his mouth.

"She slept with another man! That whore sold her body and then I threw her out!" he laughed again but I ignored it and continued my efforts to limp over to Kai's side but I was still really far away. "And that article that was in the newspaper later that week was about her." I froze at his words and looked my father in the eye, begging him to tell me it wasn't true. That he was just saying things to get in my head and distract me. "You're lying." My voice was breaking and once again I had to fight the burning of oncoming tears. For a moment I saw hurt flash across his face but it was soon replaced by a look a seriousness, and then disgust. "No I'm not, your mother was that women, she was the one that was RAPED and the HUNG in the park!" he spat out the words and made me flinch back until I was slowly limping away from him like he was the plague. "No, no, no, you're lying. It's not true!" I couldn't hold it back, why would he do that, they said the women was unrecognisable, they could barely even tell if it was a women or not. "Well she did want to be a little slut." He finally said with a smile.

I had backed up so much that I was up against the wall and I slumped down, not caring how much my back screamed against to motion. My father resumed his actions and before I knew it, he had lifted the cane and hit Kai across the head. Blood started pooling under his limp form as his body laid on the cold floor. My father dropped the metal can with a loud clatter and sauntered out of the room and closed the door. The last thing I heard was the soft click of it being locked and then there was silence. All I could hear was my own heart beat but even that was faint.

Did my father really do that, or is this all a dream?

Please let it all be a dream.

I would just hate it if some crazy author just killed off a main character right in the middle of the story, wouldn't you?...