We're On Fire

Pat's POV

I sat down and held my Andy on my lap. I was guessing Nikki was his old Master. He was shaking badly. I gently stroked his tail, which calmed him slightly.
"Hi, Patrick."
I just glared. No one had the right to upset my Andy. Not even me. Nikki shifted under my glare.
"Patrick." I backed down when my Father stood up.
"I believe you have something which belongs to me."
I watched him look my Andy up and down. I growled.
"You threw him out." I kissed the bruise Nikki's wristband had left on my Andy's skin.
"He ran away."
"YOU THREW ME OUT YOU SON OF A BITCH!"
Andy had jumped to his feet. I grabbed his waist and stood up.
"GET OUT! NO ONE UPSETS MY BOYFRIEND!"
Everyone, including Andy, stared at me. I swallowed.
"Get out, Nikki, now."
He left and my Andy broke down. He fell to his knees and sobbed. My poor little baby. I picked him up and then took him to the living room. I lay him on the couch and comforted him. He would pay for this.
"M-Master."
"Yes, sweetie."
"Do you really consider me your boyfriend?"
I smiled. "Yes."
He smiled and hugged me. I hugged him back.
"Mother?"
She came through. "Yes, Patrick?"
"Could you get Andy some breakfast please?"
"Of course."
"Thanks, Mother."
She walked out again and I knelt by the couch, holding Andy's hand.
"Andy, I want you to be my boyfriend. Will you?"
He nodded. "Of course."
I smiled and kissed him lightly before sliding a ring onto his right ring finger. A mark of possession. I loved Andy. I wasn't going to let anyone take him away from me. Mother brought through a small bowl of cereal and I sat Andy up. He took the bowl and nodded his thanks. I sat next to him as he started eating. From the look on his face, he had never had Coco Pops before. I chuckled. I wrapped my arms around his waist and let him eat. I could see he was hungry. I smiled and kissed his neck. He giggled and leant into me. He finished and I took the bowl through to the kitchen. I looked out the window and saw police pulling up outside. My heart lurched.
"Father, what's happening?"
He looked up. "Go take Andy to your panic room. Now."
I saw Nikki get out one of the cars and I sprinted.
"Andy, we need to go to my room, now."
He looked up puzzled. I heard knocking on the door.
"Now."
He got up and I took his hand, running upstairs. I opened my panic room and gently pushed him in. "Stay in here and be quiet."
He nodded and I closed the door. I went back downstairs. My father was having a furious conversation with a police officer. Nikki was smirking in the doorway.
"Where is my rightful property?"
"I don't know what you mean, Nikki."
I knew to play dumb even though anger surged through me as he referred to Andy as his property.
"I want Dennis."
"Who?"
He growled and pinned me to the wall.
"I want my Toy right now."
I kicked out at him but he lifted me off the floor by my throat. I whimpered.
"F-Father!"
He came running in and punched Nikki. I fell to the floor and started crying.
"MASTER!"
Andy came running up to me and hugged me. My heart sank. The police officer saw the ring on his hand and yanked him up. He screamed and tried to fight back but he was too weak. Another officer grabbed me.
"Father stop them!"
I struggled, but the officer was too strong. I started crying.
"Andy, no!"
He was sobbing as Nikki was holding him. "Time to go home, sweetie."
"YOU FUCKING LIAR! GET OFF OF ME! HE ABUSES HIM AND KICKED HIM OUT!"
"We are here for the fact of you dating a Toy."
I stopped struggling and fell limp in the officer's arms, sobbing. They took me out the house, put handcuffs on me and then pushed me into the car. I watched Nikki put Andy in his car. He was panicking and trying to get free.
"PAT HELP ME!"
Nikki had got my wristband off. I wanted to help my baby but I couldn't. I watched him sob as he beat his fists against Nikki's chest. They had no affect.
"Father!"
He looked at me and nodded. I knew he would try and help Andy. I sunk down in the seat as they started driving.

Pat's Father's POV

I watched the officers drive my son away and then walked over to Andy.
"Andy, calm down, it's for the best."
He looked at me with fright and disbelief in his eyes. He started crying as Nikki pushed me away and shut the door. I watched them drive off and I knew what I was going to do. I walked back to Samantha, wrapped my arm around her and walked back into the house. I lay her down to sleep in our bedroom and kissed her forehead.
"I'll get our son back."
She nodded and I watched her fall asleep. I stood up and found Pat's old goth make up. I grabbed some black clothes and made my way to Nikki's own home.