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Sunday, December 4, 2011

My Enemy, My Son-An OJ RP (Chp2)

Thrax: *heads to Ozzys' apparetment where the cell is laying on his bed, hot with fever and sobbing*

Ozzy; 8whimpered in his sleep8 *holds on tightly to his pillow, having already soaked a spot of it in tears, feeling frightened and sick and alone and wants to call for someone but doesn't know who*

Thrax; 8approaches him and gently wipes his tears away8

Ozzy: *stirrs and looks up at him, eyes widening* N-no... y-you're d-dead... stay back! *turns over, thoiugh it kills his head and backs up agains tthe wall*

Thrax; 8softly8 Easy baby, easy.

Ozzy: *face heats up as he feels the front of his pj bottoms get very warm and wet after a moment and prays that Thrax doesn't notice* J-just stay away! *forces his voice to be even but he hurts and cannot stop crying*

Thrax; 8gently lifted him into his arms8

Ozzy: *lets out a weak cry of fear* p-please... don't hurt me... *cannot help it and full on sobs into the virus' shoulder*

Thrax; 8rubs his back gently, trying to calm him8

Ozzy: *continues to cry, acutely aware at the wetness between the legs of his pajama bottoms and trembles in the virus' arms, petrified of what he will do to him, crying too hard to realise just yet that Thrax intends to do just the opposet of what he fears*

Thrax; 8smiled and gently lay ozzy on the bed8

Ozzy: 8looks up at him, tears pouring from his eyes* W-what do you w-want...? *Tries to twist to keep him from seeing that he's wet himself*

Thrax; 8removed ozzy's wet pants and underwaer, tossing them in the laundry pile8 You'll see. 8gets out what he needs8

Ozzy: *tries to get up and sobs soflty* Don't hurt me...

Thrax; 8gently pushes him back down then lifts Ozzy's legs and slide the diaper under him8

Ozzy: Wh... wha... no! *tries to pull away weakly*

Thrax; Just relax baby. 8fastens the diaper tight after applying oil and powder8

Ozzy: *lets out a whimperand looks up at him* Please... don't...

Thrax; 8gently lifts him up and cradles him close8

Ozzy: *sobs softly* W-what's h-happening to m-me...

Thrax; You'll see in time baby. 8gently wraps a blanket round Ozzy then exits with him out the window8

Ozzy: Where are you taking me?

Thrax: Home.

Ozzy: What are you gonna do to me?

Thrax; 8didn't answer as he made his way to their home8

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