Chapter 2
Two weeks, that’s how long I’ve been living on the streets. My home is a gap between the rocks, my meals, ha, what meals? If I get lucky I can find half eaten things when I walk the streets but so far that’s only happened twice. Found spare change on the streets which bought me water and cheap, super cheap things to eat. When it rains I get a shower. I hate this life, I wish I was dead. I learned more about what it means to have a sponsor though. Apparently older men, mostly gay, get people, also gay, to go to dinner with them or to shows or whatever. They provide you with food and shelter and you’re responsible to pay them back however they demand. I was trying to find one but I’m not looking as hot as I was two weeks ago. Do you have any idea how hard it is to shave when you have money?
Seeing the sun start to set I figure it’s time to head back to my little hole for the night. Only, my feet really don’t want to move anymore and I’m so tired and hungry. I need to find someone that wants my company. I would willingly do anything at this point. Rounding a corner I sit for a second not even caring if I’m near anyone or anything, I just want to shut my eyes. Maybe I’m dying. That wouldn’t be so bad, I could handle death, I’m ready for it. Opening my eyes I see it’s dark, I have no idea what time it is or how long I’ve been asleep. Shit this isn’t good, I hate being on the streets this late. Getting up I quietly start walking just hoping to get back to the beach without a problem. All the clubs seem to be open, that must mean it was already eleven.
“Look it’s pretty boy.” That voice, it was directed towards me. As he came closer I noticed it was the same guy I saw the first night I came here. As much as I was desperate and willing to do anything for a warm bed and food he still sent chills down my spine.
“Hi pretty boy, still no sponsor? You’re looking a little scruffy.”
“Well, no, but, well, I…”
“You poor boy, you’re still so lost. I guess I could take you back to my place and get you back on your feet. How would you like that?”
“Well, that sounds nice, but…” What was I doing I was starving; I needed this so why was I backing up? “...I, that sounds,”
“Hey there you are, we’ve been looking everywhere for you man. Had started to get scared for a minute there.” My body tensed as I felt an arm drape around my shoulders. Looking out of the corner of my eye I saw this guy, around my age and one I never seen before, beside me.
“Excuse….”
“Hey back off!”
“Now now, we don’t want trouble with you good sir we were just worried about our friend here.”
Two others walked past us to the guy who wanted me to go back to his place; one shook his hand hoping for an apology. I knew none of these people so what did they want with me? The other man said something before he walked around us. The guy with his arm still around my shoulders nudged me to walk as he smiled at me. It wasn’t a mean or evil smile but I was still thoroughly confused.
We turned a corner before I was let go. I could clearly see there was only three of them. The one that had done most of the talking seemed to actually be slightly older than me and was a few inches taller. The other two were slightly shorter but around the same age.
“So what’s your name? I’m Nick, these two are David and Brian. I’m glad we found you when we did. Do you have any idea what would have happened if you went with him?”
