"Mommy, I don't want to." Why is she doing this to me? I don't understand why. "Please, don't make me!" Clinging to her leg as tears fall endlessly down my face.
"You will do what your told." Strong arms grip me and snatch me away from mommy. Why is she not looking at me? "She is no longer your mother, and I am no longer your father. You are nothing to us!"
"Mommy! I promise I will be a good boy, please don't make me go!"
Why are they doing this? I've been good. I know I have!
SMACK!
Lip quivers as the sting on my cheek burns. Daddy hit me. Why?
"Pathetic! Take him away. He is no use to us anymore!"
"No!!!" They don't love me, but I have done nothing wrong!
"You just made us rich."
I don't understand. Things have been hard; I see mommy cry all the time and we hardly have food to feed us.
"Come on boy. You will be a good little slave." Slave? I don't understand. "Don't make this difficult." Struggling to get free a sharp pinch stings my neck. "Time to sleep."
"But I'm not..." Why are my eyes closing? Can someone tell me what is going on?
Jolting awake as cold water gets poured on me. "Time to wake the fuck up!" A simple shrug to the shoulder would have sufficed. "Come on you little bitches up! If you are not up and in the mess hall in five minutes you will not eat until lunch time." The door slams shut which makes me flinch.
"Shrek has left the building."
"Not funny Rich. Do you want to get a beat down again?"
"Lighten up Carl." I hate that name. I know it's not my own, but I can't remember it. Even with these dreams I never hear my name. When I don't say anything, he looks at me and I wish he wouldn't. "Did you have the dream again?" Nodding my head, I stand up and head to the door. I am not missing out on food because we might not get it later on. "Did you remember anything?"
"No, and I don't want to talk about it."
All the kids here know their names. Since I was taken at such a young age I don't have any memory of mine. I have been here the longest. They all eventually go but not me for some reason. I just don't understand why. Attachments are not worth it, but Rich just doesn't take the hint.
Last time I got attached to Lana at the last place I was at was a mistake. The people weren't as bad as some I have been sold to. They fed us, didn't beat us if we did what we were told, and even let us watch tv. Lana always wanted to watch Cinderella. It was the only cartoon I have ever seen. Claiming she was going to find her Prince Charming, but her fatal mistake was trying to escape. They made me watch as they tortured her until the life went out in her. That was the first time I cried as long as I can remember.
"Come on, Carl. You are zoning out again." You have to once in a while here, or you could go insane. "Let's get some grub even if it is shit."
Heading to the mess hall, I shiver because I just realize my clothes are soaked but I should be used to it being in this hell hole.
"Watch it, Shrek coming our way."
Fuck! Not this again. I know that look and I wish I could cower away but that would get me in more in trouble.
"Boy, come here." Rich moves in front of me but gets shoved to the side. "No, I want this slut." How am I a slut when I am forced to do these things. I don't fucking enjoy them!
"Carl, don't."
"I'll be fine." I'll just shut down like I do every other time. Otherwise, I will not survive.
"This is bullshit!" Please stop! You are going to make it worse. This man has a micro penis, so it won't take long. I can deal with it. "We may be slaves, but we shouldn't have to deal with this crap!" Please stop! "What's wrong Shrek, can't find someone your own age that you have to violate fucking teenagers!" Stop!
Shoving me aside he grabs Rich by his hair. "I'll take you instead." No! No! No! I can deal with it. At least I know I will come out of it alive!
"Rich!"
"It's okay Carl. It's not like we are ever going to get out of here." His eyes dull and the playful banter dies out.
"I'll go instead!" He's dead if he goes and I cannot have that on my conscience, not again.
"I'll have more fun with him. Go eat or starve I don't fucking care." Dragging Rich away by his hair. I want to scream but I can't.
Heading to the hall I try to eat but knowing what is going to happen makes me sick to my stomach. I force myself to eat because I have no idea when they will let me again, if Shrek has anything to say about it.
Rich never came back and neither did Shrek. No one truly knows what happened. No one will even speak of it. No matter where I go from here, I will not get attached because I am cursed. People I get close to dies and I'm not sure how much longer I will stay sane if this keeps happening.
"Carl!" Snapping my head Chavez stands in front of me. "Put these on. I have an assignment for you." Chavez is not as bad as the rest of them, but I can never trust these assholes for one moment. He doesn't move from his spot, so I guess I have to change in front of him.
I just love my fucking life! Note the sarcasm.
"Come on we don't have all day, and the boss is already in a pissed off mood." He's not my boss. He's, my captor! "Stick with me kid and you will survive."
Maybe I don't want to. Maybe I just want this all to be over with.
"What's the plan?"
"Just follow my lead and you will do just fine."
I highly doubt that. Because I finally believe from the moment, I was born that I was cursed. No one will come and save me. So, I have to do what I have to survive this living hell.
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My Prince Charming
General Fiction"I can't be with you." I won't let them take the one good thing in my life. "Yes, you can Davis." Just one touch from him and it feels like anything can happen. I can be anyone, but that's not reality. If I get too close to him they could hurt him...
