《Havens home for boys [bxbxb+]》Court case .25.
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Declan's pov
I sat in the holding cell for the second day now. I had my first court trial after meeting with the lawyer.
Cheryl was friendly. Other than asking a million questions, I knew it was her job, though.
I was finally going to see Milo. I knew how hurt he was and to the point of starvation. The officer opened my cell walking me into the main room. It was all dull and cold. I wanted to go home.
In the larger waiting room, Vance and Milo stood patiently waiting. Milo stood up as he saw me running into my arms. I smiled, wrapping my arms around him and smelling his coconut-scented hair.
Once we pulled away, I cupped his cheeks, rubbing my thumbs along his defined cheekbones.
"Are you okay?" He asked me with sad eyes. I gave him the best smile I could. I didn't want him to see I was faking it.
"Of course." I kissed the tip of his nose.
His expression didn't change,
"you're lying to me."
"I'm worried about you. I'm going to figure this out, I'll be back, but you...you need to eat and take care of yourself." I oversaw him as his eyes avoided mine, watching every wall in the room.
"I-I'm not hungry. I don't need to feed." I rolled my eyes.
"You're going to go home and let Vance feed you. Do you understand?"
I grabbed his chin, forcing him to look at me.
"Do you understand?" I said in a firmer tone. He huffed at me before nodding.
"Say it."
He rolled his eyes.
"I will put you over my knee right here, right now. Behave, and answer me." I whispered up against his neck.
"Yes, sir..." he looked at me with beady eyes.
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"Good boy," I whispered, dropping down to kiss his lips.
I didn't get much time before we were pulled into the courtroom.
I spoke my case, my reasoning. I hated seeing Austin's face again; it rose a new level of anger. Thankfully he was covered in bruises.
It felt like hours by the time we were finally nearing the end. I would have a second trial to determine my case tomorrow.
I got to see Milo once more before they decided to head home.
Milo's pov
I slowly made my way out to the car. Vance has already stepped ahead of me.
Sitting in the car, his thigh rested on my inner thigh. He made small circles on it.
It sent shivers up my leg and through my torso.
"I thought that went pretty well..." Vance's voice was soothing. It always was. He always is.
I rested my head against his shoulder. He pets my hair softly. Kissing my temples as we pulled up into the driveway.
The boys were waiting for us when we walked in. I kept my head hung low, yet Adorjans arm wrapped around my smaller waist; he pulled me into his chest.
"You're okay." He whispered.
It broke me. I wasn't okay. My mind was falling apart. I needed Declan. Tears slipped down my cheeks as I melted into his arms. My legs gave out. I slipped down to the floor as I made choked sobs.
Adorjan followed me down, cuddling me into him as I hit the floor.
It hurt more than being assaulted. I wish Declan wouldn't have done anything. I needed him.
My heart started to ache painfully. My noises were choked and sounded brutal. I didn't even realize I had River and Vance huddled around me, petting my back.
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I tugged my hair till my scalp hurt. My whole body was shaking; I couldn't see through my tears.
Adorjan lifted me bridal style. I was attempting to catch my breath. He laid me back down this time; it wasn't my bed. He was slipping under the covers while I was looking around to recognize Vance's bed.
Vance slipped in with me, Kalon next to Adorjan, the twins on the other side of Vance. And Elliot was buried with the twins. I couldn't keep track of them all, still attempting to calm down.
I didn't remember much, "Hey, bud." River brushed my hair out of my face, Adorjan was pushed up against my back, and I could feel him breathing down my neck.
It was only Adorjan and River. The rest were making noise downstairs.
"Vance is making breakfast before we go back to the courthouse." River whispered, kissing the tip of my nose before slipping out of bed. Adorjan grabbed my wrist, making me jump.
"Where are you going?" His morning voice was deep and attractive. He pushed himself up onto his elbows.
"Well, I was gonna shower...?" I spoke slowly as if I had to ask permission.
"I'll go with you?" He asked, slipping out of bed.
"L-like in the shower?"
He raised an eyebrow in my direction.
"Only if you're okay with that."
"Uhm, sure."
He nodded before slipping away to the bathroom to warm up the shower. I grabbed clean clothes from my room before following after him.
The warm water felt amazing, Adorjan helped wash my hair, the bubbles dripping down my back.
He kissed my neck, I was so relaxed I melted into his touch. I could feel him smiling against me.
His palms rested on my hips as he held me in place.
My back arched slightly as he bit my collar bone, making small breaths slip past my lips. He pushed me against the wall I felt his boner against me.
My face became hot with blush. "D-Declan though..." I whispered.
"He wants you to be fed...we all know how badly you need this." Adorjan, reassured, as his fingers pressed against my entrance as the hot water continued to splash out bodies.
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