Addicted, Chapter 14 Part 2
Title: Addicted
Author: bjfangirl87
Fandom: BBYD
Pairing: Sean/Trevor
Rating: NC-17
Timeline: Two years after the movie ends
Warning: Kink, BDSM, violence, raw sex, blood play, and other kinds of morbid depravity.
Summary: When Sean is finally released from prison, Trevor tries to reintroduce him to the real world. Can he help Sean get past all the issues from his past?
Disclaimer: I do not own Bang Bang You’re Dead or any of the characters. That honor goes to Showtime, William Mastrosimone, and Guy Ferland. I just love the movie.
Banner by: My darling rivermyangel! Thankies love!
A/N: Wow, it's been, like, 10 months since I've written anything for this one. Which is insanely horrible. But I'm trying because I really do love this pairing. I miss them. This is short, but it is helping the creative juices flow a bit. Enjoy!
Previous Chapters
Val stood beside Trevor and I as we walked down the old road I grew up on. Ellie had stayed at our apartment with the kids, since we didn't know anything about their father, and we wanted them to be safe.
Before we even got to the yard where I had found the kids, I could see a police car and an ambulance. The lights were on for both vehicles.
"What the hell is going on?" Master said to himself as we walked closer to the house.
As we entered the yard, Val walked up to a police officer. "Excuse me," he said, "what is going on?"
"The man that lived here died of an overdose last night," the man in the tan uniform explained. "Some woman that was with him yesterday called 911 when she couldn't wake him up."
Another officer came up to him just then. "He have a case of missing children, too. Turns out this guy was a father of four." She shook her head.
"Shit," the man replied. "This case just looks worse by the second."
"Actually," Val spoke up, "We have the children. My friend," he said, with a gesture toward me, "saw the children yesterday. He saw that they were locked out of their home, and they were in old, ratty clothing, and they hadn't eaten that day. So he took them home to give them some nice clothes and a good meal. He didnt know what else to do."
"Thing to do," the male officer replied, "is to call the police. We handle this sort of thing everyday. You don't just take children home. That is called kidnapping."
Trevor grabbed my hand and squeezed gently. It was his way of telling me that he would be with me, no matter what.
"I know," I said. "And I'm sorry. I just...I grew up in their position, and I wish someone would've taken me from my mother. I just wanted to help."
The man looked at me sternly. "Boy, your efforts were totally misguided. But you had the best of intentions. So, if you just lead me to the children, I won't arrest you."
"Thank you, sir," I replied. I really have no intention of going back to jail. "All four are at my apartment. They're with Val's wife."
"Alright," the officer said. He turned to his partner. "Let's go get these kids. I just hope they have a next-of-kin."
*********
A few hours later, Trevor and I were lying on the bed. His arms were holding me tightly, and I reveled in the feel of the embrace.
"I hope those kids end up with Val and Ellie," Trevor said softly. "They don't have anyone else."
I let out a shaky breath and nodded against his chest. It was so hard listening to those children cry as the police escorted them out of our home. And having to tell them that their dad was dead...fuck, that was maybe the hardest thing I've ever done. So now, they're property of the state while Val and Ellie apply for temorary custody. I really do hate the court system.
"Master," I said softly, "I'm sorry."
Master sat up slightly and looked at me. "For what, Onyx?"
"For getting you involved in this," I replied. "I shouldn't have done that."
Master let out a breath. "It's okay, Onyx," he assured me. "You did a good thing. Those kids needed a safe place, and you gave them one. And you weren't arrested. So no harm done."
I nodded my head. Master threaded his fingers through my hair, and it calmed me. "Thank you, Master."
After a few moments, he stopped playing with my hair. "Let's go to sleep, Onyx. We both have classes tomorrow morning."
"Okay, Master," I replied, and buried myself under the covers.
"And Onyx," Trevor said after he, too, got under the covers and spooned against me. "I love you."
"I love you, too, Master," I whispered before I fell asleep.
TBC....
Author: bjfangirl87
Fandom: BBYD
Pairing: Sean/Trevor
Rating: NC-17
Timeline: Two years after the movie ends
Warning: Kink, BDSM, violence, raw sex, blood play, and other kinds of morbid depravity.
Summary: When Sean is finally released from prison, Trevor tries to reintroduce him to the real world. Can he help Sean get past all the issues from his past?
Disclaimer: I do not own Bang Bang You’re Dead or any of the characters. That honor goes to Showtime, William Mastrosimone, and Guy Ferland. I just love the movie.
Banner by: My darling rivermyangel! Thankies love!
A/N: Wow, it's been, like, 10 months since I've written anything for this one. Which is insanely horrible. But I'm trying because I really do love this pairing. I miss them. This is short, but it is helping the creative juices flow a bit. Enjoy!
Previous Chapters
Val stood beside Trevor and I as we walked down the old road I grew up on. Ellie had stayed at our apartment with the kids, since we didn't know anything about their father, and we wanted them to be safe.
Before we even got to the yard where I had found the kids, I could see a police car and an ambulance. The lights were on for both vehicles.
"What the hell is going on?" Master said to himself as we walked closer to the house.
As we entered the yard, Val walked up to a police officer. "Excuse me," he said, "what is going on?"
"The man that lived here died of an overdose last night," the man in the tan uniform explained. "Some woman that was with him yesterday called 911 when she couldn't wake him up."
Another officer came up to him just then. "He have a case of missing children, too. Turns out this guy was a father of four." She shook her head.
"Shit," the man replied. "This case just looks worse by the second."
"Actually," Val spoke up, "We have the children. My friend," he said, with a gesture toward me, "saw the children yesterday. He saw that they were locked out of their home, and they were in old, ratty clothing, and they hadn't eaten that day. So he took them home to give them some nice clothes and a good meal. He didnt know what else to do."
"Thing to do," the male officer replied, "is to call the police. We handle this sort of thing everyday. You don't just take children home. That is called kidnapping."
Trevor grabbed my hand and squeezed gently. It was his way of telling me that he would be with me, no matter what.
"I know," I said. "And I'm sorry. I just...I grew up in their position, and I wish someone would've taken me from my mother. I just wanted to help."
The man looked at me sternly. "Boy, your efforts were totally misguided. But you had the best of intentions. So, if you just lead me to the children, I won't arrest you."
"Thank you, sir," I replied. I really have no intention of going back to jail. "All four are at my apartment. They're with Val's wife."
"Alright," the officer said. He turned to his partner. "Let's go get these kids. I just hope they have a next-of-kin."
*********
A few hours later, Trevor and I were lying on the bed. His arms were holding me tightly, and I reveled in the feel of the embrace.
"I hope those kids end up with Val and Ellie," Trevor said softly. "They don't have anyone else."
I let out a shaky breath and nodded against his chest. It was so hard listening to those children cry as the police escorted them out of our home. And having to tell them that their dad was dead...fuck, that was maybe the hardest thing I've ever done. So now, they're property of the state while Val and Ellie apply for temorary custody. I really do hate the court system.
"Master," I said softly, "I'm sorry."
Master sat up slightly and looked at me. "For what, Onyx?"
"For getting you involved in this," I replied. "I shouldn't have done that."
Master let out a breath. "It's okay, Onyx," he assured me. "You did a good thing. Those kids needed a safe place, and you gave them one. And you weren't arrested. So no harm done."
I nodded my head. Master threaded his fingers through my hair, and it calmed me. "Thank you, Master."
After a few moments, he stopped playing with my hair. "Let's go to sleep, Onyx. We both have classes tomorrow morning."
"Okay, Master," I replied, and buried myself under the covers.
"And Onyx," Trevor said after he, too, got under the covers and spooned against me. "I love you."
"I love you, too, Master," I whispered before I fell asleep.
TBC....