17: fit of rage

"Hey daddy can we go outside?" I asked I was getting bored of the inside, don't get me wrong playing with Delilah was fun and all but there's only so many dress ups and tea parties one can take before wanting a change.

"Maybe later baby, Daddy has some work to do." He was completely focused on the paper that was on his desk and his laptop. I gave a disappointed pout that he didn't see.

"Can I play on your phone then?" I never usually used up my screen time most days but Delilah wasn't here, she was at some dentists or something like that and I had no one to play with.

"Yeah buddy here you go." He didn't even spare me a glance. I gave a sad rejected pout before moving to a lounge that was pushed up against the wall and played a couple games he put on his phone for me.

I immediately got bored of it handing it back and sitting on the floor next to him arms crossed pout sticking out of my face in an obvious matter. Daddy hasn't played with me in ages. He didn't even play with me yesterday. I watched as he didn't even give me any attention.

"Georgie? What are you doing on the ground?" Regonald entered the room assumable to present information to daddy.

"Daddies not payin wif me so am waiting." I distract myself with the lint on my pants. Reggie gave a soft smile and daddy wasn't even listening.

"Young master how about you take the day off play with George he seems to be quite patient." Reggie was on my side. He understood.

"I have alot to do Reg." Reggie and I share an identical disappointed look. "Why don't you play with Delilah honey?" He asked not sparing me a glance. I sighed getting off the floor and going to my room locking the door and lying down on my bed. "Fine." I thought. "If he doesn't wanna hang out with me I won't hang out with him either." I felt anger bubble inside of me. I knew it was stupid he was a busy man. I knew that from the begining but I just wanted to feel angry, and I had no intention in fixing my attitude.

I let my anger simmer for a bit before getting up and allowing it to take over before smashing and throwing everything in the room. My bed that had the canopy was no more. Canopy broken and on the floor. Doors to my bathroom slammed open and creating a hole in the wall where the doorknob was. The mirror in said bathroom now smashed and everything that was in the drawers out my hands were bloody from the broken glass. I left the room less angry now.

I heard the door banging with concern. I didn't care. Just because I was less angry didn't mean I wasn't finished being angry. Step by step I made it to my cupboard where I ripped every piece of clothing off of the hanger some hangers breaking and flying in every direction.

"GEORGE?" I heard will muffled yelling on the other side of the door. My teeth grit. I don't even understand why I am so angry right now. I just was and wanted to let it out on something. I didn't answer him but I did hear a louder bang and the door slamming open. Out of no where I got scared and hid under some clothes.

"Georgie?" Will sounded more concerned than angry. He went into tge bathroom first. Noticing the blood and broken glass I could hear his worry increase, fuck I could feel it. I felt guilty. He walked into the wardrobe and looked around picking up some clothes. "Georgie come out." He was soft yet still concerned. "I can hear your heart beat baby, come our please." He was crouched infront of the pile of clothes I was tucked away in. I was on the verge of tears.

"M'sorry." I peeked my head out from the clothes, tears brewing and lip wobbling. "Dunno why I got so angwy." He helped me move the clothes when he suddenly sped off locking the door on the wardrobe. He grabbed a peice of clothing wrapping up my fists and pulled out my feet doing the same.

"What were your rules." He asked. I think he was distracting himself. Blocking his nose when he could. I forgot about the fact that he is a vampire. My eyes widen.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I forgot about the blood and the everything I'm so sorry!" Tears started streaming down my face. I realised the danger I was in, Will was too.

"Dont worry about that. You're going to be okay. Tell me the rules you just broke." My breathing was heavy.

"U-um. No harm coming to myself or others?" It sounded like I wasn't sure. I was thinking about the sounds of the mansion. I could hear Will's dad storming through the halls.

"Yes good job and?" He asked. Checking how bad everything was holding his breath. My hand was okay no glass in it just scratched up. But my feet he looked a little more worried. I didn't even feel it on my feet. I guess I was that angry. Feeling was behind to set in, I could feel my feet and my hand causing me to cry harder.

"William!" His father boomed through the door. "Why is he bleeding?" I was shaking crying freaking out. Will held my face in his hands.

"Calm down baby, I will handle this. Just, breath." I attempted controlling my breathing. "Dad I'm dealing with it." I could basically feel his jaw tighten.

"He's bleeding more than the first time. What. Happened?!" I cowered in on myself breathing even heavier.

"I said I'm dealing with it, you're not helping the situation. Just I don't know Make sure no one comes to the door!!" He sounded frustrated. His father grunted before I heard his steps leave. "See baby." He sounded calmer. "Its gonna be okay. Just controll that breathing. You'll be all fixed in no time."

"I'm sorry." I apologised again. Holding the fabric to my hand waiting for the blood to dry. Will was at my feet, tweezers in hand. I winced for every peice of glass he took out he had about three thick shirts covering his nose as he dealt with it. At first he tried talking to me but I couldn't understand. I just had to wait untill he was done, and nothing stopped me from apologising every five seconds.

He motioned to my toes he indicated a wiggling movement with his fingers. I understood and started wigging my toes. Even though it hurt. He put a thumbs up and I gave him the same.

"Hey dad?" He asked taking off the shirts and placing shirts at my feet. His father made an acknowledging grunt before Will continued. "Can you get me three bandages and a garbage bag. We're burning these clothes." Will dad set off for the things his son was asking for.

"I'm sorry." I pouted. Looking up at him.

"Its okay baby, bur you still havent answered what other rule did you break right now?" He asked.

"I dunno?" My hand was healed but I didn't want to take the shirt away from my hand just in case.

"Rule number six baby. You have to tell me when somethings wrong or bothering you or I won't know how to help you." He explained. I forgot that was a rule. I didn't like that rule bur I did understand it.

"You was ignorin me." I crossed my arms placing an angry pout on my face. He looked shocked at my statement.

"I wasn't ignoring you baby I just have a lot of work to do." He ran his hands through my hair. I very much enjoyed when he would do that. It calmed me down every time.

"You was. You didn't even look at me and brushed me off to Delilah." I pushed his hand away, as if I didn't I wouldn't be able to have a real convocation with him about this.

"Oh baby I didn't mean to." He hugged me kissing my forehead. "I'm sorry darling. I didn't mean to ignore you. Alot has just happened. And there is no excuses. I'll give you more attention next time. But is that really all?" He asked pulling away to look at my expressions. I looked confused at him. "Are you sure there isn't anything else that made you lash out this badly? You've never done anything like this since being here." He explained further I looked down.

"I dunno why I was so angry. I just was. Maybe it was the boredom? Or maybe.. I dont know. I just don't know." I felt hopeless, i placed my hands over my face in frustration. Not knowing why your feeling something is worse than knowing and feeling something.

"Its okay baby, you dont have to know." He removed my hands from my face and butterfly kissed around my face He almost got every inch of it except my lips. Once finished with my face he hovered over my lips. Right before he was about to kiss me his father knocked on the door.

"Here's your stuff." He smiled and kissed my forehead instead walking to the door and unlocking it only a crack through the door before collecting the items before slamming the door shut clicking the lock once again. He tended to my wounds once again, throwing everything bloody in a bag.

"Kiss?" I asked once he was finished. He positioned himself so that he was between my legs pulling me closer by my thighs. A slight squeel slipped out of my mouth as I held onto his shoulders and he supported my back with his arm.

"How old are you baby?" He asked.

"Big. Really big." I stated breathlessly. He slid me up to his thighs and picked me up no problem causing my legs to hug his torso and my hands to grip on.

"Then you get as many big boy kisses as possible however you need a punishment after." He gave a smile as mine dropped. "You'll be fine baby." He unlocked the door his father still there. He handed the bag to his father and his father immediately disappeared assuming to burn them. Will led us to his room. And you know what happened next.