How my life changed

Chapter 7

Hiccup's P.o.v.

Since the thing with the Skittles, I didn't dare to talk to Pitch in any way. It's Sunday now. To be more precise, Sunday evening. I was waiting before our door for Pitch. Every Sunday evening we go to a strip club or a bar. But I really prefer the bar though. In the strip club I don't know anyone and I was also forced by Pitch to strip in front of the others. Every time we go there. Pitch just wanted the money I would make with that. I really don't understand him. He lets them watch me strip and even touch me a little but I am not allowed to have any friends? That shows me even more what a psychopath Pitch really is. But I just can't get out of here, even if I wanted to. There is a reason why I prefer the bar. I know someone there. The bartender. I think she knows what Pitch is doing to me but she couldn't help me either. Well, at least she tries to help me. She always gives Pitch drinks which would make him very tired quickly, so I could be at least one night and the next day after, be sure that Pitch leaves me alone. I plan on trying to get Pitch to allow me to go to school again. I want to see Jack, but at the same time I knew I have to stay away from him so he and I would be safe. But still... I just want to talk to him again... see him smile that beautiful smile of his....

I shook my head and tried to pull me out of my thoughts.

I opened the door for Pitch and left the house after him. We are walking... that means we would go to the bar. Well, that would be one problem less...

We walked through the dirty and small streets. Everywhere it smelled like piss and alcohol and here and there was a prostitute. I kept my eyes on the ground and followed Pitch like a small obedient dog. I knew he wouldn't hurt me as long as we would be out here. For Pitch it's very important how others think about him and he wants to make it look like I would be his perfect little puppy.

Suddenly a rough woman voice spoke from the side"Hey cutie. How about a round with me?" I jumped a bit and looked a little up at her. It was only a prostitute but...

"Go away you piece of shit.", growled Pitch and stepped angrily in front of me.

"Okay, Okay! Calm down man.", she said while walking backwards. "I didn't know he was yours." Then she just turned around and walked away. I looked up to Pitch and he sighed annoyed and turned back to me. I quickly let my gaze wander back to the ground but he grabbed my chin a bit too rough and forced me to look up at him.

"Did you look at her?", asked Pitch angrily.

I could only shake my head a little because he still held my chin painfully.

"Good." He let go of my chin and took my hand roughly and dragged me with him in the bar. The bar was pretty empty. Like always. Only a few people were sitting around here and there but I don't think they even notice anything at all. Too much alcohol. I let my gaze wander over the red bar stools and to the counter.

"Come on and behave yourself.", whispered Pitch and squeezed my hand once more very painful until I nodded. Then he pulled me to the bar stools and let go of my hand. Pitch sat down and ordered something immediately. Of course, I wouldn't get anything to drink. Whether it was because he was worried about me drinking alcohol or just because he didn't want to spend the money for me? I don't know.

I struggled a bit to get on the high bar stool. Why do I have to be so small! I sighed and continued to try. Just before I was about to give up and Pitch already was annoyed because of me, I got lifted up from a stranger and then set down on the chair.

"Thanks Bro.", Pitch said and sighed annoyed.

"You're welcome.", he said and smirked at me. "If I can help, I'm happy." Slowly, he let his hand wander to my butt and grabbed it roughly. I bit my lip and tried to ignore it even if I had to fight the nausea back by the thought that a forty-years-old grabbed my ass. When he finally let go and sat down next to Pitch, I couldn't hold back a relieved sigh. Pitch and the strange guy talked with each other and laughed while they drank one drink after another. At some point they were so into it that they didn't even notice that the bartender started to talk to me.

"Hey Hiccy.", she said, smiling softly while she was drying a glass.

"Hey..." I smiled a little when I saw her. Toothianna, or just Tooth. A very nice woman with pretty crazy hair. She usually wears hot pants and a tank top that matched her piercings. She had a rainbow-colored undercut and usually wore purple contact lenses. At first look, she might look quite rough and cold but if you know her better you will notice that she is completely different. Whenever Pitch beats me up too much she would take me into the back room and take care of my wounds. She always listened to what I was talking about and tried to help me.

"And? How are you today? Has Pitch... again?"

"I feel like always, Tooth. But thanks for asking. And yes, Pitch has again. But I have a other problem where I could use your help."

"My help? For what?"

"Could you..." I leaned a little forward to her and started whispering. "Could you make Pitch drunk and get him to allow me to go to school again?"

She looked at me a little confused. "So he lets you go to school again? Has he forbidden you to go to school?"

I sat back down normally and nodded slightly.

Tooth looked shocked at me but then a mischievous grin spread on her face.

"For my little Hiccy, I would do everything. Give me ten minutes~"

I nodded and smiled a little.

"Pitch?", she asked Pitch which looked a bit annoyed but smiled when he saw her.

"Yeah?" You could clearly hear how drunk he already was. I chuckled quietly to myself.

"Could we talk for a second? Alone?", she smiled at him seductively.

"For you always." Pitch smirked and got up and walked with her to another corner of the bar.

"So you're Pitchs puppy?" Suddenly the older man turned to me.

"I... eh... yes."

"Too bad. I would have liked you in my collection.", the man sighed and turned back to his half-full glass.

I shook my head. Asshole.

After that I finally let my eyes wander to Pitch and Toothianna which still talked. Toothianna was one of the few people that could talk openly with Pitch since this here was his favorite bar. I could obviously see how hard she tried to flirt with him and he let her. Now I'm not more than a puppet anymore which he can play with and destroy it if he feels like it...

After a little time Toothianna came back and smiled at me. That's a good sign. Pitch sat back down next to his friend and continued the conversation with him. Toothianna searched through her closets and filled a glass with something from a bottle without label. Then she filled another glass with water.

"Here for you." She said and put the glass with the unknown liquid before Pitch. "And for you." She put the glass of water in front of me. "And don't worry, they are free."

"At least someone finally understands who I am." Pitch grinned and drank the glass in one sip.

"You're welcome." Tooth smiled innocently and walked back over to me.

"What was in the glass?", I asked confused.

"Oh. Only a small special mixture from me. I got him to let you go back to school tomorrow and the drink I gave him will let him sleep all night till noon tomorrow~ And he will be able to remember what he said to me."

I smiled. "Thanks Tooth."