"this was your old room. do- do you remember it?" the blonde woman said.the man was holding my suitcase behind her.
"not really." i admitted.
the walls were blue and the carpet was a darker shade of said color. it was nothing like my room at daddy's.
my room was white. white, white white. not blue.
white meant innocence, and that's what i am. i miss daddy.
daddy.
daddy.
daddy.
blue. i can't be blue; daddy will be upset.
"tyler?" the man said softly.
"s-sorry. i-i don't remember much. i can't- i don't know. i just- i'm sorry."
"that's okay, ty," ty. "we can- we can help you remember. we can do whatever you need to help you feel better."
"o-okay."
my bedsheets were black and grey. simple. soft.
i walked into the once familiar room and looked around a bit. i had to be good if my parents were ever going to love me again.
there was a desk near the foot of the bed with a mirror. there were photos taped to it.
photos of me. photos of others.
"is that really me?" i asked, picking up one of the pictures.
"yes," the woman answered. "you look so different now." she choked out, wiping away her tears.
"mama, i don't. i'm still- i'm me."
it was an instinct to call her mama. my mouth decided to call her that, but i hardly remembered her.
that made her cry a bit more.
i hate seeing mama crying!
i need her and mommy to be strong!
i sniffled and looked in the mirror then looked at the picture.
i was different.
"i don't know what to say to you without bring up memories of wherever you are." the man started. "i'm so sorry. were you eating? taken care of? i need to know that you were safe somehow."
"daddy likes us this way."
no one's safe.
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daddy kink | joshler + bryler
Fanfictioni was never really yours. ≫ started: june 16 2017 ≫ ended: - - there are a lot of trigger warnings so be careful #19 in #sarahurie 2017