Catching Feelings - Jastin (Boyxboy)

Chapter 2

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● Justin on the photo! ●

Justin Bieber's P.O.V

"You're hurting me, let go of my arm, please" I for once tried to be nice, while feeling Richard's hand hold my arm the tighest he could to hurt me.

He completely ignored me but I forgot the fact I was in pain when I noticed the big mansion in front of my eyes. It had a big beautiful garden, with all the types of flowers and trees you could imagine and a big door in the main entrance. I could see girls through all the windows, so I was worried for what I was here for since I've heard about Richard's little big business. The light was coming from the house, through all the big windows in it, what made the street a little bit lighter since it was night.

Richard forced me to walk to the main entrance, and I silently walked, running my eyes through all the type of stuff I was seeing. But when I entered the house, it was like seeing some millionaire guy's house. It had beautiful paintings (that also looked pretty expensive) on the walls, big and pretty stairs that was where all the girly voices were coming from, it was so big, it looked like all the things in this house had more value than Picasso's paintings.

Suddenly a good looking man, I could say he was on his forties, walked towards me and Richard. Ew. 

"So Richard, this is the boy you told me?" He stopped in front of us, running his eyes in all the parts of my body but finally he stopped on my face. I looked over at Richard seeing him nod. "Good. He looks pretty sensitive and innocent, is he?" Richard laughed a little, nodding at the end. "That is good too for our clients because they like that." My eyes widened when he mumbled the simple word clients, making me breath heavily. This is disgusting. What am I here for?

"Callie!" The man I didn't know yet yelled, and a good looking blonde girl ran down the stairs. "Yes, Mr.Thompson?" She nicely replied to him, walking her body next to us, while her eyes stopped on me. Why does everybody have to look at me in such embarrassing ways? She was really beautiful though, and she seemed like she was good people. "Take this young man with you, get him a room and maybe tomorrow you could help him get ready?" Nice Callie nodded, Richard let go of my arm making me run my fingers through it. Callie held my hand walking upstairs with me.

"What I am here for?" I whispered so no one could hear us. She twisted her lips, "I'll explain to you when we get to your room." Callie answered, I nodded and we walked over to a nice and big room, with a king sized bed that seemed pretty comfortable. Nothing, but nothing like my house.

The walls were painted in a dark red, a big window was visible and it had a big closet in the corner of the room. This is honestly what me and my family been dreaming to have for some years ago...

"There," Callie pointed at the closet. "There are some pajamas and some underwear for you to use. There is the bathroom." Callie pointed to the bathroom in my new room. I was still looking for the answer to the question I questioned to her minutes ago.

"And basically... you're here to get sold. You should be happy that you got the biggest, the best and the fanciest room." My heart started racing at her words, I couldn't believe that I was going to get sold to someone I don't know, to someone that could in some way abuse me.

"Tomorrow is the big day. Every year Mr.Thompson and sometimes Richard, they choose a couple of girls to get sold. They never chose a boy, so congrats because you're the first one. And no... We don't choose to get sold. They simply kidnap us or force us to come with them." She sadly told me the truth. I didn't say anything, just stood quiet. Words couldn't leave my mouth in that exact moment. "You should sleep now. You, I mean We have the big day tomorrow and we have to be prepared and relaxed for it." Callie kissed my cheek leaving my room and closing the door. It was like she was completely calm and okay with all of this! Is this, like, normal for her?