Luca? You're here.
Why didn't you let me come and pick you up?

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Luca? You're here.
Why didn't you let me come and pick you up?
I won't give up // Closed
Payton hung up his phone after his conversation with Ad. It had been good to hear her voice again. He sighed shutting his eyes and leaning his head against the cold cement wall. He had been locked in they're home's basement with his brother assured that there was no way he could escape. And there wasn't except for a window, one that sat just above where Horace, one of his father's little minions, sat. He coughed a little wincing, his ribs screaming in pain with everyone movement. He had earned this little injury because he had tried to fight against what his father was saying. A baseball bat right to his ribs. He had a black eye and a cute above his left eye from when he tried to attack the man on the first day he had arrived. His arm was bruised from the amount of times he was grabbed and the thrusted away. He cradled his arm against his body, earned that by being pushed down the stairs into the basement when his father was 'through with him.' It had been five days since he left, four since he was captured. Too many since the last time has saw Ad and hearing her voice just made him crave to be home even more.
His head was foggy though. He was doped up on so many drugs he couldn't keep anything straight. Pain Killers did wonders for that kind of thing. A small groan escaped his lips and he tossed his phone to the side before he pushed himself weakly up off the floor again. His stomach made a gurgling noise, yearning for food. Something he hadn't had in two days now because once again he tried to defy his father and the man wasn't happy about it. Shaking his head through the clouds and then hunger Payton made his way toward the stairs. "D-dad." He said a bit shakily before groaning and forcing himself to call for the beast even louder. "Dad! Please come! I-I'm ready to surrender." Payton said the last part a bit quieter. "I'll lis-listen to you. I-i Swear!" He said shutting his eyes as he leaned against the wall. A hard cough escaped his lips and he yelped.
Having my family here.
"Is working out fucking fantastic."
Family Meeting?
We could go for lunch.