Slave Chapter 10
Hey guys this is the final chapter. The next chapter will be the Epilogue and then there will be a new story coming to fill the void this will leave. My question to you is which of these two stories do you want first?
A) Puppy Love-AU- George Ragan is an experienced hybrid owner, he has owned many different types. He is given the task of nursing a very ill abused hybrid back to health. This will be challenging but George is determined to do it.
Or
B) Lost Boys-AU- Everyone wants to find themselves, they want to know who they are and where they stand in the big world. If you are in the Lost Boys home in Los Angeles it could be even harder as you have to constantly fight to get yourself noticed. Surrounded by only boys 24/7 means they are going to experiment right?
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Onto the story
Danny p.o.v
"Hey, do you think Danny is going to wake up?" Dylan asks Jorel. I have no idea what is going on right now. The last thing I can remember is going to sleep in between them after I got rescued from Aron's clutches. "It could be anytime any day. George said that Danny was in shock and has slipped into a little coma, but he is gonna be just fine. It's been about three days now," Jorel says, confirming the fact that I had no idea what day or month I am in right now. I felt really weak, probably weaker than I had been after Aron has beaten me before or when I have gone days without food working as a slave for other people. I felt Dylan's hand on my cheek and I couldn't help but smile, after everything we have been through he still loves me.
"I felt that smile bear," he tells me. I don't think he knows if I am truly awake or just acting on reflex. I decided to try and open my eyes to make them both feel a little more at ease and see where I go from there. It definitely took a few minutes, but I finally opened my eyes. "Hello Danny," Dylan says once he sees me looking at him. "Hi Dylan," I say, and he smiled. Jorel must have walked out after talking to Dylan or was at the door frame because I couldn't see him anywhere. My voice was barely there, but the house is so quiet he heard me. "I was so worried about you," Dylan says, he was sitting next to me on the bed and I reached out for his hand, so I could hold it tightly. "I know, but I am going to be okay," I tell him, and he smiles.
George walked into the room about five minutes later and had a big grin on his face once he saw me sort of sitting up with the help of pillows. "How are you feeling Danny?" He asks, he was also doing a head to toe check on me. "Rough, but I think I will be okay with your help," I tell him, being completely honest with the older man. I felt quite sore as well, it probably has been a will since I was last given medication. "Well, I will give you some meds then do these dressing changes okay?" George asks me, and I nod at him. I heard Jorel shouting downstairs and I looked to Dylan with one of my eyebrows raised. "Him and Jess have been fighting like this for weeks now. It got worse after you got taken," George says.
"She wants his attention for herself and doesn't get why he would want to spend time at your side trying to look after you while you need it," Dylan says, trying to reassure me that their couple's spat was not my fault. I wasn't really going to blame myself, but the doubt always creeps in whenever something goes wrong. "To be honest, I never really liked Jess much," I tell them while we wait for the pain medication to work. "Me neither Danny, there has always been something about her that hasn't sat right with me," George says. I think Dylan agrees with the pair of us, but it's not up to us what happens to Jorel and Jess, it's up to them. Now that I am not in any pain George decides to change the dressings like he probably has been doing for the three days I was comatose.
"Danny, do you know what day it is right now?" Dylan asks me, he was checking his phone. I don't know why he was asking me that, I don't know what day it is at the moment. "Uh, not really no," I tell him. The last date I can remember is probably the 11th of July. "Danny it's the fourteenth of July today," Dylan tells me, that makes sense to me because I heard Jorel say that it has been about three days since I was brought home and slipped into a coma. "How was I asleep that long?" I ask, George had finished patching me up, so Dylan was now holding me in his arms. Dylan was so happy to hold me in his arms. "You were in a lot of shock when you came home so you ended up in a little coma for three days. I am sure you will be fine now though, we can keep an eye on you and help you recover," George tells me.
I heard more shouting and I wanted to hide. Dylan rubbed my arms and smiled at me. "It's going to be okay Danny. Jorel is not gonna hurt you," George says, he knew more about my past then the others because I felt more confident in telling him what happened in my childhood and stuff. "I know Jorel won't hurt me, but I still don't like shouting," I tell him, letting Dylan know a little more about me. Dylan looked at me and then pressed his lips against mine, I kissed him back instantly because I had missed kissing him. "That's okay Danny, we will try to keep the shouting to the absolute minimum," Dylan tells me, and I smile at him. I love Dylan so much and I appreciate how willing they are to help me through my different issues.
I heard some more shouting followed by a door slam. Then I heard a frustrated sigh and footsteps up the stairs. I was not afraid, Jorel would be happy to see me awake and to see that I was doing better and feeling better than I was when I first arrived home after my kidnapping. I could see the anger melt away as soon as he was at the door frame and saw me awake and smiling at him. "Danny," he says and rushes towards me so that he could hug me tightly. "Hi Jorel, I am feeling better now," I tell him. He knows I am not feeling one hundred percent yet, but it is better than being comatose. I hug him back and he joins the other two on the bed. "That's good Danny. I was so worried when we woke up the morning after you were rescued and we couldn't wake you up," Jorel tells me.
I know he was scared for my wellbeing, our father would have been too. "I know, but with you guys looking after me I know I am going to be alright," I tell him. George looked to Jorel and put his hand on the slightly younger man's shoulder. "Are you okay Jorel?" George asks him, we all know that he had an argument with Jess before he came up the stairs to come and see how I was doing. "I guess so, I mean Jess and I are not together anymore but to be honest with you I saw this coming," he tells us. They never really got along after a few weeks of dating each other and the cracks were showing up very quickly. "You don't need her anyway. I am sure that Vanessa lady we met a few weeks back would love to get into a relationship with you in time," I tell him.
He has always been impressed by my memory and how far back I am able to remember things. Like he could tell me he has an appointment in three months' time and the week before I would go and remind him that he had it. "Yeah, I could ask Vanessa in a few weeks' time if she would like to be my girlfriend. I think she would be a better girlfriend for me than Jess was," Jorel says and I smile at him. I am so glad that I have been able to find a family like this one, they are perfect for me in every single way. I decided to leave Dylan's lap for a moment and sit with Jorel so that my brother can soak up the fact that I am home, and I am safe now. "I still can't believe he went all the way to San Francisco to escape our father," Jorel says.
I felt more comfortable talking with them about my experience and I went into more detail about what exactly went on in San Francisco that day. They were all shocked by the level of violence that I endured from the moment I was knocked out to the moment the bailiffs arrived. I only knew about what went on while I was unconscious because they were bragging about it when I was coming around. Jorel held me tighter in his arms, he hated all of this but the main people who did this to me are dead now. Well, Aron is still on the run from us and he will be found eventually. Miles has his best men look for him. "Dad's coming over in a little while by the way Danny, he has been very worried about you," Jorel says, he shows me a bunch of messages he has received from our dad and he has been very worried about both of us.
"Not surprised Jorel, Miles would be very worried about his first and second heir especially when they are under threat from a very strong witty enemy like Aron," George tells the both of us. He knows that's probably the only time that Aron is going to get complimented by any one of us. "I didn't know I was the second heir," I tell him. I wasn't quite sure how the whole mafia thing works. Surely because I knew I was the youngest child of Miles Decker I was last in line to be godfather. "Miles has the authority to change the order of who is next to become godfather as he sees fit. Since you have behaved better and given him a higher reputation, so you have been bumped up to second in line. The mafia doesn't really care for which order the children are born in," Jorel tells me.
That is gonna mean that my brothers that aren't Jorel will hate me. Our sister supports us, and I think she is third in line to becoming the head of the mafia. "He's asking what everyone wants for lunch," Jorel says, he was looking at his phone again. "Should we tell him Danny's awake or wait until he sees us?" George asks Jorel. He knows what must of us want from where he's going anyway. "Well, could ask for some soup for Danny in case he wakes up then when Dad gets here he can see Danny awake. Since it has been four days since the kidnap with no food I think soup is the best option for him right now," Jorel says and smiles at me. I don't think I would even want to eat more than soup right now. Food doesn't seem all the good to me right now.
"Yeah, best to give Danny light food today. His body will need food, but he could throw up at anything other than soup," George replies. I don't know when he made himself the medic of the group, but I was glad he did because I would have ended up back in hospital by now and I was put off by that one time I went to have my appendix taken out. I am still quite comfy in Jorel's arms, but I could see Dylan really wanted another hug, so I carefully moved from Jorel to Dylan. "I don't think I could eat more than soup either if I am honest," I tell them and Dylan wraps his arms around me carefully. I watched Jorel when he sent the food order to dad and said just in case I wake up to keep it a surprise that I had actually woken up an hour ago.
"That's okay Danny, you will be back to your healthy self in no time," George tells me. He's always been optimistic about everyone recovering from whatever happens to them. I am sure when they couldn't wake me the afternoon after I was rescued that they had flashbacks to when my appendix burst, and I was in a coma in hospital. Dylan kisses my cheek and I try not to blush. I am willing to admit that I am head over heels in love with Dylan Alvarez. "We are going to make sure that my little bear gets better," Dylan replies and lets me kiss him back on his cheek. Then I glanced over to Jorel and gave him a sad smile. "It's okay Danny, you be happy with your boyfriend. I wasn't happy with Jess anyway. Like you said Vanessa is probably a much better match for me," Jorel says and he smiles at me.
"How do you do that?" Jordon asks, he walked in a minute before Dylan let me kiss him. Jorel can tell what we are thinking and answer our questions before we can even ask him them. "I knew when Danny wanted to give Dylan a kiss that he was worried about upsetting me because Jess and I just broke up. It really doesn't bother me though. I would rather have a happy brother on the road to recovery than a girlfriend right at this moment," Jorel says. I saw our Dad at the door frame and he looked overjoyed to see me awake and probably doing better than I have done these last few days. "This is why you are my first heir Jorel. Always putting others ahead of yourself, but at the same time making sure your needs are being met too," Miles says, making Jorel jump.
Jordon and George took the bags of lunch off our dad, so they could plate it up for people and allow the four of us to have a little private moment. "He's right Jay, I can see you being a great Godfather once that day comes," Dylan says. We don't really talk about heirs and stuff that much because we know to become the Godfather the previous one has to die and none of us are ready for that to happen yet. "Anyway, I am glad that Danny's awake now. How are you feeling?" Miles asks me, dropping the serious tone for a more comforting fatherly tone. He was desperate to hug me as well, but he was waiting. "A bit rough, but I will be okay dad," I tell him, and he holds me close in his arms. Jorel told me how scared he was of loosing me when he was told that I had gone comatose.
I wrap my arms around him and I let him hold me. He was so worried about me and I just wanted to give him that reassurance that I was on the mend now. "So glad you're awake Danny. I was so worried when Jorel told me you were comatose. I thought they had succeeded in trying to kill you," Miles says and Jorel and I tried to calm him down. "They didn't get a chance to kill me dad. They won't get the chance to do it again either," I tell him. I know my injuries are bad, the gashes on my back are pretty large but they are slowly healing, and I will be fine. It hasn't even been a week since the incident, so I know better than to expect a miracle cure at this point in time. "I know Danny, but I have seen first hand what rivals can do when they get hold of someone they want," he tells me.
He must have seen some gruesome things in his time and lost many of his great men to rivals. I am glad that he is able to get comfort from holding me in his arms. "Yeah, even I have seen some of it and I would hate if it happened to you Danny. When rivals get their hands-on people who they want they are ruthless," Jorel says and hugs Miles and I tightly. I reach around so I can hug them both back at the same time. I was not in pain anymore which is good, George did say we would keep up giving me pain meds every four hours though anyway until my back has healed and so have the other injuries. "I just love you boys so much and I don't want to lose either of you," Miles says and I knew he was crying.
I hate how stressful this has been for him. I hate how because of Aron good people have died and we still haven't managed to catch the bastard after he has killed our men. Jorel was rubbing our dad's back and I was trying as best as I could to do the same. "We know Dad, we both love you too," Jorel says, and it prompts me to say something to make dad feel a little better about what has happened over the last week or so. "Either way you have been more of a father to me than I have ever had before so at least these last few months have been the best," I tell him. I think my little speech sounded a lot better in my head then it did when I actually spoke, but the message still got across. He holds us both tightly, even tighter than before.
"You two boys are so precious to me," he tells us, and we hug him back. Then the others walk in with our lunch and we have a little picnic on my bed. I was back in Dylan's arms as I slowly sipped on the soup which had been put into a mug for me. I still feel quite weak, but I am not expecting myself to be back at full strength just yet. Jorel was passing Dylan little chunks of bread to give to me so I had a little bit more food than just soup on its own. I was sure by the time I got halfway through my lunch that I wasn't about to throw up. Miles was so happy to have me back, he didn't really get a chance to enjoy it when I was brought back since he had to rush off to deal with nine lives. Luckily in exchange for their lives they gave us some information on where we could find Aron, so Miles sent some of his men to go and investigate it.
"Any news on Aron yet?" Jorel asks, we were focusing more on me at first but now I am okay it's time to ask some other important questions. "Yeah, we have managed to find him. It's just a matter of time before I get the news that we have him. I still want his death to be up to you and Daniel. I think after everything you have been through together you deserve that at least," Miles says. Since it was more of a formal conversation he called me Daniel, but that is one of the rare few times he has done it since he adopted me. "Danny and I will do it together, it may be tough on you since it technically is your first kill, but we will guide you every step of the way," Jorel tells me. I knew that day was going to come.
I think it is practically impossible to be in a mafia or a gang and not participate in at least one killing. It's like a right of passage for a new gang member. I am glad that Jorel will help me through this because right now I don't think I can go through is on my own. I wouldn't have the strength to go through with it since he would be pleading for his life. This is all ifs at the moment though because we don't have him yet and I think Jorel is going to plan this out with me so that it can go smoothly, and we will achieve the end result that we need to. I know how to use a gun, Jorel taught me not long after I joined because he told me I needed to defend myself whenever I need to. I just decided not to take a gun along with me because most of the time I am not alone and if I am I don't go very far.
"Danny how are you feeling now?" Jorel asks me. He noticed that I started to have a little trouble keeping my eyes open. We were now talking about anything other than what happened with me. It has been about an hour since we have had lunch and I am starting to get really tired. "I'm alright, just tired I guess," I tell him. Jordon and George had gone to sort somethings out in our designated kill room for the time when Aron is caught. Dylan and Jorel were desperate to make sure that I was okay. They have both been very worried about me like my father is too. "You should get some rest my boy, I will be back tomorrow," Miles tells me and then hugs me tightly before hugging Jorel and leaving. We all said our goodbyes to him.
"Dad's right you know Danny, a little nap isn't going to hurt you," Jorel tells me. I had started yawning a lot and I knew a nap would do me some good. "Yeah, I think a nap sounds good right now," I tell him, and I lie down in bed and snuggle up with him. "I will be back later Danny, going to get you a present," Dylan tells me. The last thing he got me that wasn't for my birthday was my promise ring. "Oh, okay Dylan, don't go for too long," I say, the fear of all of the guys abandoning me is still very much real but I try not to show it to them at all. He picks me up and I hold on tightly. I think he knew of the fear. "Don't worry baby I promise you that by the time you wake up from your nap that I will be right here with you," Dylan tells me, and I smile at him.
"I will be here with you anyway Danny so if you need someone then I will be here holding you," Jorel tells me and Dylan puts me down so Jorel can hug me and I can fall asleep while he goes on this mystery present buying adventure. "Have a good nap baby," Dylan tells me then kisses me on the lips. I kiss him back and smile at him. "Have a good trip bear," I tell him, and he reluctantly leaves me. I know he wants to stay, but at the same time he wants to give this present to me, so he is going to leave for a little while. "Just let me know if you need anything Danny," Jorel says, then he yawns as well. I think he has been staying up to keep an eye on me. "Are you gonna nap with me Jay, you seem tired too?" I ask him, and he shakes his head.
"I'll be fine Danny you go to sleep," He tells me, and I hug him. He hugs me back and for a brief moment I saw him close his eyes and then open them again. I am going to fall asleep and then he is probably going to fall asleep with me in a little while. We can both be really stubborn at times and moments like this really show how alike we are. "Okay Jorel, we'll see how that goes," I tell him, and he chuckles at me. We act like this all the time and I am so happy that he gets to be my brother and we can have that bond with each other. I was so tired though, so my eyes kept closing on their own as I snuggled up to Jorel and fell asleep.
A few hours later – Danny p.o.v
As promise I woke up sandwiched between Jorel and Dylan. Jorel was fast asleep like I predicted, and Dylan was watching me with a smile on his face. "Hey baby, how are you feeling now?" he asks me. Then the pain of my injuries hit me. I think I have been without pain medication for a little while now and it had worn off. "In pain, a lot of pain, but I will be okay," I tell him, and he looks worried about me. "Okay Danny, I will get George and he will sort it out for you," he tells me, and the he jogs out the room in search of George. I was in so much pain I was trying not to cry and not to wake up Jorel who was peacefully sleeping next to me. I struggled for about five minutes before I couldn't keep the tears back any longer and I was silently sobbing in Jorel's arms. He was still asleep while I was crying and that was good I don't want him to wake up.
George came in with a worried look on his face and sat next to me on the bed. He didn't touch my back but that was where the pain was the worst, so I didn't want him to. "There is gonna be a sharp scratch Danny but don't panic because the pain will go away within five minutes," George tells me, that leads me to believe he is giving me morphine. I tried to relax as much as I could while he was doing this. "It's gonna be okay," Dylan says. They decided once the pain relief was working to have a look at my back and see what was going on. "Oh, whatever they used on you must have been rusty or something Danny. It turns out infection has set in as well," George tells me. That means he will have to take the stiches out then clear out the infection and re-stitch my wounds.
"Yeah, can I be knocked out for this bit?" I ask when he tells me what he has to do to help me recover. Jorel was still fast asleep in bed next to me and I was grateful that he was. "Yeah, I can sedate you for it. I wasn't going to do it without sedating you because it's not going to be comfortable," George tells me, and I apricated his honesty. Dylan smiled at him and offered his assistance in patching me up and George was happy to have a helper. They set up everything they needed and Jorel had started waking up. "You can go back to sleep if you want Jay," George tells him. He couldn't quite see what they were doing though. "You sure?" Jorel asks, he went to sit up and saw all the equipment they had laid out. It was only going to be a light sedation, no general anaesthetic.
"What's going on?" Jorel asks, he was worried now. I had my shirt off and the wounds exposed. I offered him a reassuring smile. "There's just some infection we are going to deal with, it's not a major issue," George says. and he goes through the steps with Jorel who then decided that he was going to accept the offer of going back to sleep because he was still tired. He knows I am in safe hands with George and I was going to be staying in this room. Jorel was soon fast asleep and George smiled at him. "Poor Jay, he hasn't slept since you fell into the coma," George tells me, and I played with Jorel's hair. I kinda knew that was the case because of how exhausted he looked earlier. "He doesn't need to worry now, I am okay," I tell them and the both nod in agreement.
"Yep, you're going to feel a sharp scratch again and then it's sleepy time," George tells me and then shortly after I feel the sharp scratch in my hand. Dylan holds my hand and I start feeling really tired.
~ a few days later~ Danny p.o.v~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I think I have been recovering quite well from the infection and the injuries I received a week ago. Dylan says now that I can leave the house he is going to surprise me, and we are going to have a good day together. Miles says he is coming over later and he has some news for us. We are already in the car on the way to our first adventure location. I was excited, and Miles texted me to say that bodyguards are nearby but try not to focus on it and enjoy my time with my boyfriend. I have to have them now especially since there is a high risk of me being taken again by Aron and he could probably hire new men to help him. "I am going to make sure that you love today Danny," he tells me as we pull up to Venice beach.
He knew that I have never been to a beach because one day we were discussing my childhood and I mentioned that slavery didn't allow time for fun activities like walking on a beach, playing in the sea or feeling the sand between your toes. He looked to me as I realised where we arrived and smiled at me. "How about a beach date bear?" he asks me. He was grinning at my reaction still and I was just in awe. "A beach date sounds amazing," I reply, and he gets out the car and sets up everything on the beach where he wanted it and then opened my door and held my hand as I got out. I was wearing flip flops, so I just kicked them off and he picked them up with his other hand. I just had to feel the sand between my toes. I took my first steps on the beach and smiled. I enjoyed it so much, it was so soft and slightly warm.
"I'm glad you are liking this Danny," Dylan tells me. We had spent some time messing around on the beach in the sand and had a bit of a splash in the sea. Now we were having a quiet picnic and I was loving every minute of it. I prefer dates like these to more complicated and expensive ones. "I'm glad you had this idea. I had no idea that you remembered that I told you I had never been to a beach before," I tell him as he feeds me some strawberries. I was feeding him some grapes when he asked me too. "Well, when you said that I knew I had to plan a beach date and after you got taken I had to wait until you were well again, so it gave me time to plan it thoroughly," he tells me. This is the side of Dylan that hardly anyone sees, and I am glad I am one of the only ones who gets to see it and experience his thoughtfulness and consideration.
Then I got one of the biggest shocks in my life. Dylan had stood up and pulled me up to my feet. Then he got down on one knee and brought out a box. Inside the box was a beautiful black diamond engagement ring. The same one I had been looking on my laptop at six months ago. "Danny, we may not have been together for as long as other couples, but you light up my world. Will you do me the honours of marrying me?" Dylan asks me as happy tears fall down my cheeks. "Yes," I tell him. He puts the ring on my finger and it's a perfect fit. Then he stands up and I wrap my arms around him as we share a sweet and passionate kiss.
Miles was waiting for us when we got home. Dylan had asked for permission to marry me and I only knew that because of the knowing look in his eyes when I walked in giddy from the excitement of the day. "I'm glad you enjoyed your date Danny. I have some news to share with you all," he tells us, and we go to the meeting room. First, he allows us to announce our engagement and everyone is happy about that. "Secondly, I have some news regarding Aron. We have found him, and we now have him," Miles says.
And that is the end of Chapter 10. The epilogue will be uploaded next month along with one of the new stories I listed above. I hope you enjoyed!
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