Not For Me...

Gabriel nodded and smiled.
"Yeah... guess it is.."

"Look, bout' Angel, mah brother groin up scared tha shit outta meh, not because heh was stronga, heh was...sadistic...an...ya know, at tha time it was betta that baby then mah self...Ah regret it now, known what ah let happen ta that sweet boy buh...Ah cant change et, soh ah learned not ta harp on et."

He sighed and nodded.
"I understand I guess..."

"Ah know ya cant like et, ah cant either, ah raised em, and he was always a sweet kid buh afta that with Trever heh refused ta let people touch em unless it was forced...or unless it was Misery."

Gabriel nodded slowly.
He sighed heavily.
"I hate that he lost it so young..."

"Gabriel...Even if Trever wouldn't ave done it heh still would ave been young when heh lost it, Ah used em as mah sex slave while ah had em. Buh bein a babah an that happenin, ya wont eva trust no one..."

Gabriel sighed and frowned.
"I guess I'm really not much better... but god... he wasn't even a year..."

"Ah know, an after thah it wasn't much better, Trever used em for weird experiments even before heh was a year. He would remove body parts an what not without any anesthitc. Heh did et in mah home too."

"THat shit is the only sort of thing that makes me queasy..." He shuddered

He nodded. "Ya shoulda heard em screamin, an he did this up until the boy was sold. Angel...heh got tormented, when Treva wanted sex he took the boy inta his room an when heh was done ya wouldnt even recignize Angel. He got off on hearin the boy scream...Heh cut things off, sliced away skin, burnt em, cut his tongue out...pulled his teeth, sewed his lips, it was scary an I had ta clean em up afta it.."

Gabriel wasn't a squeamish person by any means. But this.... hearing it could have made ihm throw up. He tried to tune out what Rhett was saying.

Rhett whistled and called Angel over, gently holding the boy around the waist he lifted his shirt, showing all the nameless scars and running his finger down a long rugged scar down the length of his back.
"Treva cut out his spine...."

"Thats all great Rhett but could you please st-" He paused frowning. "Hell I don't know why its bothering me so much, I've done shit too. Kyndal." He tried whistling him over like Rhett had.
Kyndal walked over looking at him like he was insane.
"I aint a bitch. No whistles." He rolled his eyes. "Whatcha want?"
"Can I show him your spot?"
"Eh.. I dunno... okay." He shrugged off his tank top. Gabriel took two fingers and pressed them to Kyndal's stomach, right to the left of his belly button earning him a hiss and Kyndal slapping his hand away. That was the only kind of pain he didn't enjoy. Gabriel had fucked him with a knife once when he REALLY pissed him off. It fucked up his insides but luckily it wasn't too bad. He could still have children.

Rhett growled and pulled Kyndal to him, glaring heatedly.
"Dunt do that again if ya want ta keep yar head mah friend. Ah wont ave anyone hurtin em unless ets meh and heh is mah boyfriend soh what wheh do is none o' yar business."

"BAbe its fine... sorry forgot the no touching thing but he asked." he nodded. "That just fucking... ugh." He shuddered lightly. Other than just hurting it grossed him out the way it felt when someone touched that area.

Rhett pulled back and pressed his lips to the spot, frowning at him.
"Ahn jus fer that." He pulled Angel around, found a place in his stomach and pressed hard.
The boy went to squealing, it was a place where his insides were severly damaged from surgery, Trever, and Gabriel kikcing him.
Angel coughed up a bit of blood, glaring at him.

Gabriel glared and hissed, grabbing Angel and hugging him gently, kissing him softly and frowning.
Kyndal sighed.
"Baby... its okay..."

"Now, ets alrigh buh heh had betta keep his hands offa ya. Ya are mine, an ah wont ave anyone hurtin ya."
Angel whimpered and pressed closer to Gabriel.

Kyndal smiled softly and kissed his cheek. He found it so sweet...
Gabriel glared at Rhett and stroked Angel's stomach lightly.

Rhett shook his head and picked Kyndal up, carrying him to the kitchen.
"Grubs ready..."
Angel didn't want to eat, now he felt sick.

"Thanks for cookin babe." Kyndal smiled as Gabriel carried Angel into the kitchen.

Rhett nodded. "Yar welcome Luv." He sat Kyndal down and made him a plate before going back and making on for Misery, sitting his on the floor, he also sat one on the floor for Angel and another at the table for Gabriel.

Gabriel sat down and dug in sloppily as Kyndal rolled his eyes at how greedily he ate. He began eating his own neatly and slowly.

Rhett didnt eat, he watched his pet and Angel, scratching Misery's head as he watched them, Misery ate much like Gabriel while Angel went about his eating slowly, watching Misery a while before ever touched his own food.

"Can you be a little polite please?" Kyndal wrinkled his nose. "And you have something in your beard."
"Oh I'm so sorry, am I not proper enough for you Miss Paxton?"
"No..."
Gabriel rolled his eyes.