Okay, I know I know a lot of NSFW in the recent chapters Max, I know. And no, I'm not trying to make John a hoe okay? Dave will be introduced again soon! P.S if you have a favorite pairing and REALLY like my writing I might write a story/oneshot for you! PM me lovelies and lets blow this popsicle stand. (Better with same sex pairings)

Chapter twenty one: A new victim

John's P.O.V

I've become a lot more skinner, dropped about thirty pounds. But Karkat has been treating me like a princess, is the word I guess. I don't know where he is getting all of this money, or if he is going into debt because of me. I'm getting the money, yes, but I can barely walk. Karkat is kinda rough and into some kinky stuff. Bondage mostly. He likes pouring candle wax all over me, tying me up, biting me, scratching me and leaving his mark all over me.

But he cares for me, he says he loves me and we go out on dates I guess you could say. But are we dating? I don't know. I think in Karkat's mind we are, but I don't know. I'm scared to say no we're not, or yes we are.

Dave.

I haven't heard from Dave in over a month, he hasn't been at college or he has but he's been transferred out of my core classes. I always see a little blonde top out of the corner of my eye, but when I go to look he's gone.

Is he following me?

Who is this?

I am very weak.

I have seventeen thousand dollars already from Karkat, and it keeps on coming. I'll do whatever he wants, I will, I need the money. I don't want to die. But if I keep dropping pounds and not eating? I'll die like this anyway.

I bump into a tall lanky male at the grocery and I look up with bags under my eyes, I feel like Karkat with this look since he keeps me up all night with the wall banging sex, "Sorry," I mumble.

"Oh my gosh, you look horrible John, "the guy says.

I am confused, the guy looks familiar and knows my name, but I don't know him, "I'm sorry mister, I don't know you, I'm sorry I bumped into you."

I start to walk away with my basket, kinda limping and shuffling when he grabs my arm and I let out a yowling hissing noise. He lets go and tells me he is sorry, I look at the floor and tell him it's okay, "I'm Eridan, remember? I took that picture of you and your friend said that he would punch me in the face?" he kinda chuckles nervously.

"Oh yeah, im sorry about that, I haven't heard from that friend in over a month. I don't know what happened to him," I say.

Eridan stands tall and I can see him looking me over, "John you look terrible."

"I've heard worse," my eyes are drooping close and I yawn.

"Are you tired?"

"Deathly."

"Oh my gosh, are you done shopping?"

"Almost."

"Well, kinda coming from a stranger you don't really know, but you can come to my house and take a nap if you want, get some rest? When I say terrible, I mean terrible."

I smile softly, "Okay."

"Huh?"

"I said okay, let me just get come coffee creamer."

"Okay."

Eridan follows me to the freezer section and I pick out the cheapest creamer, going to the checkout lane and placing the money on the belt and getting some change, putting it away.

"You have a car?" Eridan asked.

"I walked."

"What? You looked like you were beat up," he sounds worried, I like this guy.

"I kinda was."

Eridan was silent and Eridan hooked his arm within mine, "C'mon lets go to my car," we walk at my pace, which is slow, to his car and it is a nice car, old and an antique. It was a 1949 Ford, white.

I sat in the passenger seat and buckled up, setting my head on the window. I felt my phone buzz and see it was from Rose telling me that she wanted me to go see a doctor, I replied telling her to mind her own business and that I would be home later.

Karkat buzzed me asking me whether I wanted to come over tonight and I told him not tonight, I met someone new.

WHAT?

I'm hanging out with someone right now.

WHO?

It's not important I'll talk to you later.

JOHN TELL ME WHO!

I shut my phone off and started to drift off in the car until Eridan gently shook me awake, I looked around and saw a nicely white painted house. I got out and Eridan helped me up the steps and into the house.

"My room is just through here, I'll leave you alone to sleep okay?" he started to turn away and I grabbed his sleeve, he looked at me, "yes?"

"Please sleep with me?"

Eridan blushed, "Okay."

Eridan entered the bedroom with me and Eridan and I lay down on the bed and I lay in Eridan's chest, Eridan wrapped a shaky arm around me and I look up at him, "Have you not held anyone recently?" I ask.

"No, I don't do this often."

"Oh, okay, I'm sorry if I toss and turn."

"It's quiet alright."

I close my eyes and drift off into the slumber land. Where it is Dark and I see faces of the ones I love. Crying. They tell me not to do this, but I cannot help it. They tell me to stop, but I cannot. They tell me to get help, but I do not. Down, Down I go into the tubes of drenched stench of sex and pain. Down, down I go into the stench of dirty money and touching of pleasure.

I hate it.

But I love it.

I need it.

I'm going to perish.

I awake with something poking me in my thigh, and I see that I am on Eridan. I push myself up off of Eridan and feel that it is indeed his dick that is poking me. He looks away embarrassed and I stare at him, his bottom lip quivers.

"I didn't want to move you, you looked nice sleeping."

I kiss him, this catches him off guard. We move our heads to the motion and swap salvia and circle our tongue around one another.

I pull away looking at him with dead, lustful eyes, "I can take care of that for a price."

I feel so..

Dirty.

Exposed.

Slutty.

Like a harlot.

Why can't I just die from starvation? I think I'll do that rather than be killed.

"How much?"