• Chapter 6 •

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TW: SLIGHT MENTION OF RAPE AND PROSTITUTION, FOUL LANGUAGE!

Chapter 6 •

° Calm After The Storm °

- After I ran away, my name was plastered on every surface.

I would find pictures and posters of me, nailed to walls, light posts, etc.

They were genuinely worried about me?

Hah.

What a joke.

I crumbled up the missing poster, throwing it down the sewer drain.

I walked for what seemed like hours.

It was freezing.

I felt like I was gonna die.

Until..

"Hey, kid?" A voice rang.

I slowly fluttered open my blue eyes, looking at the other.

He let out a pained sigh.

He gently picked me up from the park bench, causing me to squirm.

"H-Hey!" I shouted at the man.

"I'm trying to help you, kid!" He said as I squirmed in grasp, kicking around.

"Will you stop that?!" He shouted, grabbing my legs to prevent further kicking.

He sighed as he dropped me onto the concrete, fed up with my antics.

"Ow!" I shouted, sitting up.

"You bitch!" I cursed at him.

He rolled his eyes.

"Told you I was trying to help!" He scolded.

I simply glared daggers at the man.

He sighed.

"Look, it's freezing out here."

I looked away from him.

"I got somewhere you can stay."

My eyes widened at the statement.

"Your probably gonna r#pe me or something.." I protested.

"Why the fuck would I want to do that?" He asked.

As soon as I opened my mouth, he interrupted.

"Look, I got a place for you to stay, and a job if your qualified."

"What's the pay?" I asked, curious about this "job".

"Thousands to millions."

My eyes widened.

"But, depends on how good of a job you do." He smirked.

"Sounds like overpriced prostitution." I said.

"What?! No!" He retorted.

He sighed out of annoyance.

"Look, kid. It's getting colder." He said, looking around.

"Just come with me and you'll see."

I hesitantly reached for his hand.

Once I got up, he began to practically drag me with him due to his fast pace.

"You're walking too fast!" I shouted at him.

"This is my normal pace!" He retorted.

"Well, your normal pace is fast!"

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