I'm sorry it took so long. My life has been totally hectic. I'm sorry. I own nothing.
Time passed and Greg felt himself slipping away. For all he knew months or years had gone by. After however long it had been he only looked forward to his daily feeding of water and potatoes with butter. He lifted his head slightly as he heard the door open. "Feeding time."
"Mm," the young beta replied as he had no guarantee his voice would work. He opened and closed his mouth as he was spoon fed all of the potatoes and water. Then he shivered as the sheet covering him was pulled off and he was entered forcefully. 'Please God, let me get out of here alive and see Blair and Jen and Mum and Da. Even if I have to marry a posh git," the young man thought sadly as he felt his body limply move with the thrusts. The sound of keys in a door made the older beta freeze and turn. He pushed himself in harder until he came and quickly pulled up his pants and slacks. "HELP!"
"Shut up," came the hiss punctuated by a blow to his bruised stomach. He sobbed as he was hit repeatedly and left to bleed and suffer. His head hurt so much from the lack of cocaine or any other mix. Slowly darkness took him and he dream of the last Christmas with his family. They all gathered 'round the tree and started to hand out presents. Then they all opened them and laughed. Soon Greg stood up and turned to his parents. He finally told them and they said nothing. They only stared. He shivered from their eyes and ran to his room. A loud pounding sound woke the young beta and he opened his eyes looking around as the sound got louder. Then the door burst open and people in strange clothes walked in making the young man squint at them.
"Wh-what?" he rasped as they walked over to him. They started asking him questions making him frown and grow tired. He felt himself pass out as they talked. He felt himself being lifted and carried somewhere. He was too tired to care. Everyone else needed to be quiet. A loud bang sounded making the teen flinch and peek an eye open. A soft groan escaped as he started to move. He whimpered as he felt the needle in his arm and gown on his body telling him he was in a hospital. "H-he-hel-help."
"Doctor!" the nurse called as she turned to the door. Greg whimpered as he heard the shout. He opened both eyes with a whine.
"Honey, my name is doctor Levi," a beta woman declared with a sweet voice. He reached a hand slowly towards her with a whimper. "I'm going to take good care of you. I promise, but I need you to tell me your name."
"Greg," the younger sighed as he fade into unconsciousness.
This one is really short, I'm sorry. I just wanted to give this to you guys this month. Happy late Valentine's Day.