Now listen... i want you to R and R even if you dont like it i still wanna see what you guys hafta say. This is for fun, i own nothing and blah blah blah. If you dont like homosexual, sexual contact then you should probly hit that blue arrow pointing the opposite way you are reading this. Everything you say is important and i will strive to keep you happy. Furthermore, if you have any questions message me an i will respond. Oh and you may find some abuse in the cotence of this story, but not for long. There may also be drug use, but i havent decided yet. Thank you, ~RB24
Im all alone.
Most people see a happy family as Jazz passes the peas to dad, and mom takes the pie out of the oven. I just sit there, smile plastered on my face and my heart miles down the drain. As I sit there I merely put food on my plate and push it around to show some sort of intrest in it. I cant wait to be excused so I can go to my room and decide were I wll go tonight.
My parents never ask what im doing or why im never home or why i always have bruises on every part of my small frame. At first I just blamed football, but now I just dont ever say anything and it seems to go smoother.
"Danny, dear, would you like some more chicken?" Mom asks, not even glancing at me. "No, mom im going to hit the hay. See you later." I offered a small smile only to be given a pat on the back.
I always wondered why they never questioned why I have always said 'see you later' instead of goodnight. The truth was I didnt know when I would see them next, so I gave them a warning they were not aware of. But by saying it they may come to a revelation one day.
I went into my room putting on articles of clothing no respectable person would even touch. All i could put over the cotastrophe men found 'sexy' was a long black jacket.
At the stroke of midnight I rolled out of bed and I slipped on my leather boots and gloves. Around this time in Amity Park the men went on a prowl. Leaving their wives and children for a night of 'something new'. I percherd on a new corner in which I found no compatition.
The women were actually not that bad, mabey just as fucked up as I was, but not bad at all.
After five minutes I glance over and see my friend Crystal stumble over. "Hey sweet cheeks, hows buisness rolling on this end of the street?" She has an amazing sense of humour.
"Slow." I mumble seeing a car pull up. "Scratch that. Not so bad." I smile. Crystal is one of the few who have seen a genuine smile of mine.
"Go get 'em kid, Ill fall out. You know my number if something happens and no less then a hundred." She slurred, but I got what she said. She was a drunken angel. "What can I do for you." I ask peering into the window of a limo, damn i've hit the jackpot.
"Well, arent you a little young to be out this late?" The man asked. I just giggled, soaking him in.
He seemed tall, muscular, and had the bone structure of a god. I also noticed a sleek silver ponytail rubbing the back of his suit.
"Listen ponytail, I know that you know I know why you are here tonight, so just cut the shit and anwser my question." I winked noting his shock when i called him ponytail.
"Well I certainly didnt come here to be criticized for my choice of hair style." He smirked putting his slender index finger and his thumb on his chin.
"Oh, you see, this I am aware of. Now tell me, what is it you want exactly?" I glide my tounge along my teeth, forming an evil smle. "Well I would love to land on the Eiffel Tour while skydiving." He threw back knowing this was not what I was looking for.
"Ill get right on that and lets get something clear, why are YOU here TONIGHT." I enphasized. "Oh right, I am here only for companionship." He said a matter o'factly.
"In bed." I said not phased by the idea. "No, you see..." He waited for my name. "Danny' I eyeballed him. " You see Daniel, I seemed to have made dinner reservations and..." I cut him off.
"You mean to tell me you came, in all knowing there would be prostitutes, to a corner asking some random girl/guy to have dinner with you at one in the mornng on a friday night?" I stand up shaking my head at the guts of this man.
"Well yes. Is this not something people do. Can men not ask people on propper dates?" He asked leaning out the window. "Propper date?! Are you really trying to tell me a man like you has to go to some low-life prostitute for a date?" I yell. "This is ridiculous, your ridiculous and im leaving." I shake my head, turnig around.
"Daniel, my little badger, come back." He said making te driver follow me. What the hell is with the nick-name.
"Do you ever not get what you want?" I turn to the car after five miutes of walking down the long side walk."Well in all actuality, no. I always get what I want. And Daniel, your what I want."
"Cut the bullshit, you just want my body, not my actual presence. And I am perfectly fine with that, all you have to do is admit it." I got close to the limo.
"Get in, Daniel." Ponytail said.
"What would happen if I said no?" I was really thinking about saying yes, I was just having to much fun actually having a conversation with a real person."I would get angry and personally escort you by my side in my limo." He came to the window inches away from my face. "Dont be a pussy then, come and get me." I licked his bottam lip and bolted.
I knew I looked stupid but I was happier then I have been in years. That may not seem much to a fifteen year old but I have lived many lives, and expierenced much.
I sat on a park bench a few streets down, smiling to myself mentally hoping he would find me. And find me he did. On foot, how charming. "Seems your not like all men who wont bother cathing me if it meant wearing out the soles of their shoes." I said thinking, greatfully, of the times i had escaped the clutches of abuse.
"Thats what I think you need to get, Daniel, I would never hurt you. Just trust me." He put out his hand as an offering as the limo rolled up the street. I looked up at him, he was tall, very tall. Slender yet very fit and his jaw could cut glass, and that hair... I would love pulling the long strands as i have my mouth on his.
"Daniel.. little badger. Whats the anwser?" He asked taking one step toward me, with a look in his eye as if this was the decision that would change my life.