A LIGHT AT THE END OF THE ROUTE
BY MILHARU
GUNDAM WING
DUOXHEERO
Hello everybody! It has been so long don't you think? Well I have a rough year and I was at home surfing the net when I got this spark of creativity, so I started to write and this is the result.
This isn't betaed XD (new word) but I think you'll understand.
See ya soon (I hope so…XD)
CHAPTER 4
Lying here on the floor in my makeshift bed there's only darkness all around and even if my body is still s sticky with that men semen I still wondered after all this time what have I done wrong to have this life, and frankly I don't have an answer, my parents died when I was young, that was what J told me, he said that they were out trying to find food when they got caught and were murdered.
He also told me that he wasn't going to the same destiny as my parents so I would be the one getting the money for food and since I didn't know how to work I would use my body to get it; I was 10. I didn't know at that time what that means, and believe me when I tell you I wish I've never knew.
One night he came to my bedroom or the basement, you see, his house is most an abandoned factory than a house and he lock me in the basement frequently, his reason? I make a lot of noise.
Than night he came and told me that soon I would be starting to work but for that I needed some training, and he would be the one who would train me. That night I lost not only my virginity but my innocence too, I lost my hope, the hope my parents had gave me to a better life, to a happy life.
I remember I cried, and I asked him why was he doing that, my answer was a slap and a punch in my stomach while he was entering me, he also teached me to not ask any questions. I bled because I hadn't let him prepared me properly, I thought I was dying, I wish I had die that day, now I wish everyday to die….
For a month he took me in every opportunity he has, I was always loose and lubricated by his semen, I hated him and I hated myself, I still do…..
Then it was time for my first client, I was very scared, J made me take a shower and put me so rags that showed more than hide, I still use them. A car came, an old one and a big guy made his way to J and me, he was a lot tall than me and that scared me a lot more.
"Cute kid you have here" he said looking at my body like he was talking about a piece of meat, now I got used to that.
"He's ready for you, if you make any damage to his body you´ll pay more!" and with that J showed me in the car told me to do everything that guy told me to.
That night was the beginning of everything a hate, it was the beginning of my destiny.
That's was 6 years ago, and at that time I though that at least I would have a decent meal, since I got the money for it, but J though different, he told me that no one would want to fuck a fat boy so I wouldn't be allowed to eat much, I had to keep in shape, in shape for what I don't know, the man who J found to fuck me weren't interested in how I looked like, the only thing they wanted was to pound in my ass.
But with my new lifestyle came the disgust I started to have for food, I couldn't and I can't eat a lot and what I it is frequently vomited back, so I had no problems with that I almost never am hungry.
I keep some of the money I get, but it's not for me, I can't do anything with it, but a few years ago, I was in a park a few blocks away from that hole were J and I live, it was one of those days when everything seems to have so much life, the sky was very blue, there was no wind and the sun was very bright, but I felt cold because I couldn't be part of that, people won want a damage boy then and now, a boy who had made the things I've done.
In my misery I didn't heard a girl who was walking a little puppy come close to my and when she talked I almost had a heart attack, the girls merely laugh, she was younger than me. She gave the first gift I've remember to have, she gave a flower, she said I looked too sad for a beautiful day, and no one should feel sad in a day like that.
Her name was Maria, she has blond hair and a kind smile, her puppy was eddy.
Since that day we became friends, sort of, I didn't tell her were I lived or what I did, it was a chance to be a normal boy, and J wouldn't know it would be perfect; sadly perfect thing doesn't exit….
I learned that the girl lived with her step father in a little house near the park and that her mother had died a while ago, it didn't go unnoticed to my eyes the burns marks in the girls arms, but I didn't say anything, what to say? What could I have done for her?
I found my answer three months after we became friends.
Her father drunken his ass off, burn their house with then inside, all of them died I found myself crying over the burned teddy I had gave her for her birthday a week ago, she had turned 7.
I couldn't work, and J made pay for that, he bated me so bad that I couldn't walk for a week, after that and slowly the routine started again, but what little money I kept form J I saved it for a church who take care of children with the same problem as Maria, they can't do anything for someone like me but they can do so much for children who deserve a better life….
I became a shell, the emptiness give me no feelings for anything, I don't talk, I don't make any sound when they entered me without any preparation, I don't care what the clients wants or do to me, I don't care for anything…maybe with luck I'll die soon and everything will end, but who am I kidding, I've never be lucky in anything.
Great my client is here….I guess it's show time…
