disturbing past

Story by hiddenXshadow on SoFurry

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#5 of I feel so alone


WOOO finaly chapter 4 is released! i have tried to make this longer but i dunno how long it actually is. Im sorry theres no yiff again, but im making josh's story fuller so you can understand his charactor

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Josh was curled up alone on his bed.Toby had left, and Ray had saw him having sex with another fur. He had lost the closest person to him, and his secret had been uncovered. He was crying softly intow the pillow, which he clutched against his chest, while he rocked gently from side to side. His heart was left in tattered shreads, and his mind was filled with worry of what he friends would think of him. He got up and shuffled into the bathroom. He stared at himself in the full length mirror and he began to remember memories of his past, which he would rather forget. Memories of what turned him into this sex craved whore.

Josh was 7, and he was sat on his bed playing with tiny fur dolls. His mind was young and innocent, but he had allready experienced things that could hurt even a grown man. His mum ran into the room, she looked pissed and he teeth were bared. "Josh you useless twat, get downstairs and finish your homework!" she then noticed the dolls in his hands, "What the hell Josh! Why are you playing with those pathetic toys, you should be outside playing with friends or doing your homework"

"But mummy, i don't have any friends..." Josh began to whine under the intense anger of his mother.

"Dont give me that shit!" she slapped him hard, and Josh fell on the floor crying. "Stop crying you fucking fag, and do your homework!" She picked up Josh's dolls and snapped them all in half. She threw them at Josh and stormed out of the room, slamming the door behind her. Josh sat on the floor crying his heart out, holding the pieces of his now broken dolls. His hart was battered and broken, as his mother hated him, and saw him only as a way to realease her anger, and his father didn't love him enough to stand up for him and stop his mum.

Josh wandered downstairs, tears blurring his vision. He tripped over his mum's shoes which were lying on the stairs. The stelleto heal broke on one of them. He mum ran over to him and slapped him again. "JOSH! They were fucking Prada! You useless little twat!" She hit him with the broekn shoe, the jaggered base leaveing a gash along his left arm. Josh cried loudly and ran upstairs to the bathroom. He had gotten used to bandaging his own wounds, as his mother never cared. He opened the small medicine cabanite, and took out some bandages and antiseptic. The antiseptic stung as it seeped into the wound and clensing it. Josh's tears well fast and he wiped them away briskly, then dressed the wound with the bandage.

"Why does mummy hate me?" he muttered to himself in the full length mirror,the bandage now sported a red stain, where the blood had seeped through. He sat on the floor and thought of all the love he should get from his parents, all the unconditional love that he had lost out on. He sat there for three hours thinking about this, before he finally got up and went back downstairs. He mum was in the kitchen holding a knife in her hand. She got up and walked over to Josh, brandishing the knife in his small, petrified face.

"Your useless! I never should have had you! Your a mistake!" The words struck josh hard, and he struggled to fight back the tears. "Oh my gos, baby's crying again. Your fucking seven grow up you twat!" She brought the knife into the air and was swinging it towards him. Josh closed his eyes, expecting her to stap him. His mother screamed and the was a lound thud then a clatter. Josh opened his eyes to see his dad ontop of his mum.

"Don't ever hurt our son again!" He hit her in the head, and she was out cold.

"DADDY!" Josh cried and jumped into his arms.

"I'm so sorry Joshy. I'm sorry i never had the courage to stand up to her. I'm sorry i didn't protect you sooner" He cuddled Josh tightly against his chest, then put him back down again. His eyes went wide as a knife plunged into his side, Josh's mum now awake, and happy her betraying husband was dying. She walked over to Josh and kicked him to the ground.

"You thought it was all over didn't you. You thought you could live happily ever after with your father, but it never will be over, not untill i die!" She laughed evily. She didn't see her husband use the last of his strength to remove the knife from his side, and plunge it deep into her back. They both lay on the ground bleeding. Josh ran over to his father and cuddled his bloodied body.

The family of wolves next door heard the racket, and ran over to help. They came in to see the two dead figures of the parents, and the cring young fox, his white fur smeared with blood, crying in his fathers arms. A young wolf picked him up and cuddled him. "Hello little fella. I'm Light". He was a small fluffy wolf, with a black splodge over one eye. "Whats your name hun?"

"Joshy" he cried quietly into the wolfs chest.

"Dont worry Joshy, i'll look after you now" he licked the young fox's neck. Soon after that, Light adopted Josh as his son.

Josh's mind snapped back to reality and he was stood infront of the mirror. His mind had wandered back to his childhood, and his heart ached and burned and the memories. He was a whore. His parents had caused this. They had starved him of love, and now, Josh was looking for the unconditional love he had missed out for the first seven years of his life.

Toby awake the next morning in the arms of a tender human. He had remembered the night before, and how scared Ray had been of the storm. He just held Ray close to his body and cuddled him. They shared a connection, a bond. A powerful energy was binding them together, and Toby couldn't enjoy the love he felt for Ray.

Ray opened his eyes to see Toby staring at him. He had lust in his eyes and Ray couldn't deny he loved Toby. They had a bond, and he was sure they could both feel it. He lend forward and kissed him passionatly, and Toby kissed him back.

YAY! FINISHED CHAPTER 4! please rate and comment.