Servant of Lust

Chapter 2

I hold James until he calms down, delving into my own thoughts, my own memory. I try to understand him, to help him using my own experience.

His sobs die down after a while and I reach out for the drawer, getting a tissue to carefully dab his cheeks. "Do you feel ready to talk, James?"

He looks directly at me and shrugs. "What is there to talk about? I'm going to be a whore and that's it" he says bitterly.

"No!" I almost yell at him and he flinches away from me. "Please don't call yourself that." My voice is softer now as I try to soothe him.

"But that's what I am, right? No need to sugar-coat things."

"Okay, we're not doing this right now, James. Lots of time for that, later. Tell me about yourself. Some facts, maybe?"

He shrugs his shoulders. "There's nothing about me that is interesting" he says.

"I don't believe you. Why don't you just tell me something about your life? Like your childhood and so on..."

"Well, My Dad died when I was six. Until then my childhood was perfect. After that it was always a struggle. It was just my Mum and me against the world. She did everything and although we didn't have much money she did everything to ensure that I had everything I needed" he starts. I listen to him closely. "When I was seventeen my Mom got sick. At first she still managed to somehow live with it. She worked even harder so that I could enjoy my Senior Year. I wanted to take a job myself but she didn't want me to. I should focus on school and everything, she said." He stops right there, blinking away the tears that were about to fall down his face, again.

I just take his hand, squeeze it slightly. To hear how lovingly he talks about his Mum makes my heart melt. "Go on, if you want to" I encourage him.

"Throughout the year her health declined. When I was doing my exams she already was tied to the bed. Since we didn't have insurance she couldn't afford treatment. I started working in different jobs as soon as I could but it was never enough. Then a guy came up to me and said that he would lend me the money I need for the treatment. He was so nice and understanding when I told him about my Mum and so I accepted the money, promising him to pay it back once I could. In the end my Mum died three months ago and well... here I am." He wipes away a few tears and takes a few deep breaths. "Enough of the sad stuff now. Mum always told me to smile not to cry when thinking about her."

I smile. "She's so right" I say quietly. "I'm so sorry for you, though. Anyway... what about friends, love, and all that jazz. Thinking about my friends helps me to get through the day here when it gets rough." I ask him this question because I still need to know about his sexuality.

"I had many friends when I was still at school. But afterwards everyone went to College and I stayed behind to care for my Mum. And love... I had a girlfriend at school. But she was only an alibi. I like boys."

I smile at him widely. "I do, too" I exclaim.

He grins at that and nods. "I tried dating a few guys but with me always working or caring for my Mum it didn't work out."

"You'll find the right one, James." I smile at him again to reassure him and he nods.

"Coby? What about your life? Do you want to tell me?" he asks then.

I nod and start my story, leaving out the bit where I was in Pentatonix. I just tell him that I had a decent life back in LA and continue with my drug abuse.

After a while we're interrupted by Jen sticking her head inside the room.

"Hey, Jen" I say and turn around to look at her with a grin on my face, then back at James.

"James, that's Jen. She's an angel. If you need something and I'm working don't hesitate to ask her. She is a true friend" I explain before turning to Jen again.

"Jen, that's James. We're just getting to know each other. I'll help him with the other stuff later."

Jen nods. "Hey, James, nice to meet you." She smiles warmly at him and looks back at me afterwards.

"Coby, I don't want to interrupt you but you might need to start with the other stuff right away. His first client will be here an hour from now. You know the deal..."

I nod and look over to James who has tears streaming down his face, again.

Jen sighs. "I'm sorry. Guess I'll just leave you two. Mitch you're only having walk-ins tonight, but since there is this exhibition..."

"There will be quite a few, I know. Thank you very much, I'll be ready" I complete her statement while handing a tissue over to the poor blonde guy.

Jen looks at me worried and I just shrug my shoulders, stand up and go over to her. "I'll take care of everything, Jen" I say softly. "But I'm scared that he doesn't make it. That he isn't ready." I talk quietly so James can't hear me.

"You weren't ready either" she said.

I nod again. "I know. And I'll probably never be. But he seems so fragile."

"You'll figure it all out, Mitch." With these words Jen leaves the room.

I'm alone with James, again. One quick look at the clock, fifty minutes left.

"Hey, James... I need you to get up now, please." My voice is firmer, now. I need to get through to him, because he was still lost in his own world, shivering slightly while crying in silence.

He shakes his head. "No, I don't want to!" He sounds like a petulant child and to be honest, I can't hold it against him.

I take a deep breath. "Please, come on. Let's get you under a hot shower and help you relax, maybe?" I try a different approach now, reaching out my hand towards him to help him up.

He hesitates. 

"I just want to help you, believe me."

Slowly he takes my hand and lets himself be pulled up, ending up standing right in front of me. For the first time I am able to look him from head to his toes. He's a little bit taller than I am and well built. His blonde hair is messy from lying in bed.

"You help me?" he asks quietly.

"Yes... I can't prevent you from what they're going to make you do, but I'll be here for you." I search his gaze and look into his scared blue-green eyes, smiling reassuringly.

"Okay..." he says. "What do I need to do?"

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A/N: I don't know why, but it's quite hard to get anything written right now. Not only for this story but for my other ones as well. Don't ask me why, I've got plenty of ideas.

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