Concupiscence II [DISCONTINUED]

XLIII: Crimson

A/N: TRIGGER WARNING

"Well, Gun was trafficked as well but by Willie's father."

"W-what do you mean by t-that?"

"Exactly what I said"

'You're aware that Willie inherited the trafficking ring from his father, right?"

Zee nodded.

"Well before that his father was the most ruthless trafficker in the world. They called him 'Crimson' but Gun told me he preferred he called him 'Sir'."

"H-how w-was h-he-"

"I've already said too much. If you wanna know more ask Gun, but I'm not gonna let you ask him alone. I'm gonna be there, too. As well as Fighter."

"What the- Why me?"

"Because I said so"

"Fine"

"Good I close here in 10 minutes"

Fighter turned to Zee.

"As much as you tell yourself you're ready for hearing Gun's story, you aren't. Trust me."

"How bad is it?"

"Gun got not only physically abused but mentally as well"

How?

"Okay losers! Let's go"

Once they were outside, Off locked up and walked to his car.

"You guys can just follow my car."

***

"We're here!"

Once they walked in they or rather Off was greeted by a big smooch from the small man. Which turned into a make out session with Off picking him up until Fighter tapped Off on the shoulder.

"Hello we are here for a reason and that is not for you both to exchange saliva."

"Oh right. Baby um- Zee wants to ask you something."

"Okay what's up?

"I wanted to ask you about your um... past"

Gun's face went white in color, his knuckles went white due to his grip on Off's shirt. Off put him down and embraced him in his arms once again. He was so shocked he didn't even notice that he was crying.

"It's okay baby, I'm here"

Off let go of Gun, still holding on to him just in case he was still crying.

"You're okay, I'm here."

"O-okay"

"I'll tell you."

After seeing that reaction Zee didn't want him to tell him anything if it was that bad.

"You don't have to tell me anyth-"

"I want to. You need to know. Anyways, just know that I'm extremely sensitive about this"

"Okay."

They took a seat in Gun's waiting room on the couch with Fighter and Zee sitting next to each other and Gun sitting on Off's lap across from them. Off had a firm grip on his waist.

"Ok I was sold at 8 years old"

TRIGGER WARNING (If you are triggered by rape and abuse do not read this part)

Flashback

Gun had been the son of a prostitute in a brothel. He never knew his father, nor did he care. He had his mother and that was all that mattered to him. Despite growing up in the brothel, Gun was surprisingly happy and innocent. After hours he would always have fun helping his mother and the other workers clean up. There was a downside though...