Gangster- Tythan

Worthless

Tyler sighed, "can't you go in? I mean look I know you're my boss but, really? It's a drug ring right?"

"Look, man, I can't be sure! Anyway- we both that if I get shot- my family will fall apart. Yours will celibate if you die!" He joked. He then shock his head, handing him a suitcase, "it's either that or sex trafficking. I can't go into a sex trafficking ring after the shoot up I did on the last one. People may recognise me and think I'm there to shoot it up" he explained. He then shock his head, "anyway- you'd do anything for me!"

Tyler tried to remember why he even puts up with Marks shit at this point. He shock his head but agrees. "Okay fine fine.  . ." he sighed. Tyler did way too much for him but he knew he couldn't do much. Suddenly a friendly hand was placed on his back, "you still miss him, don't you?" "Bye"

Tyler rushed off inside so he didn't have to think about it. God did he miss that little guy. Of course he did but he needed to put on a brave face. Weeping about Ethan won't bring him bac-

"Next up is someone I fell like we can get rid of today! Stacy Stevenson!" The accouncer yelled. People started to offer money straight away. Tyler felt sick.

As she was bought, Tyler turned away. He was going to burn down this place. This was sickening, how could they do this to someone!?

"Next up is, Ethan Nestor! He came in at age 13 and is now 20! This little rape doll is completely submissive and won't ever fight back! The boy doesn't even moan or cry! Unless ordered- of course! Legs are completely useless as well, can't walk! We broke them nice and good!" The guy laughed. He walked to Ethan and whispered something to his ear. Then the microphone was placed to his mouth, "I am a good rape toy. I will not fight back- I will not speak unless spoken to. I shall worship my master and only my master. I crave to be used even though I am unworthy. I am worthless"

"That. . . that's him." Tyler mumbled. He raised his hand and screamed, "100,000!". Everyone turned to him. No one even tried to bet against him. He looked terrifying.

The guy at the front was disheartened by the but shrugged. Business is business. You can't always get a lot of money from 'mutts', " sold! Come get your prize! Bring the money with you please ~!"

Tyler felt himself getting more and more mad. Tyler then walked up onto the stage. He set the the case down to pull out the required amount.

Soon Ethan was put in shorts and put on a leash. This leash was handed to Tyler. He tugged on it, "follow" "yes master"

Those words made his heart feel heavy. He now had every intention of shooting up this place himself and making everyone pay. He wanted to comfort Ethan. Give the little guy anything he could want but right now wasn't the time. Right now was the time to act.

"Eyes down, walk faster" he ordered. "Yes master, sorry master- you can punish me if I'm unworthy master" he whispered. Those words were like needles, stabbing into his heart. Especially seeing as he was crawling along the dirty floor which had God knows what on it.

Soon Tyler lead the boy out and to the car. He opened up the car door and put him inside. Ethan looked down, hands on his lap.

"Mark. . . Mark that's Ethan" Tyler said, sounding slightly shocked. Mark turned to the young boy in the back and smiled wildly, "E-Ethy, Ethy do you remember us? Mark and Tyler?"

Ethan twitches then nods. "Yes, though I was informed you were murdered, master. I did recognise you straight away but I still can't believe you're alive. . ." Ethan said, still in that dead sounding tone.

"He's. . . he's not well at all is he? He's going to be living with you, Tyler. I'll be coming over everyday and I will make sure he has everything he could want" Mark said with a sigh. "I have a few of his old things at mine, which I can drop off tomorrow. Don't, whatever you do, have sex with him"

"Christ Mark, who do you even think I am" Tyler chuckled softly. Though, he hated that Mark thought he'd use Ethan's vulnerable state.

"I'm only saying it for safety." Mark huffed. "I'll be adopting him so he will no longer be known as a Nestor. He'll be a lot safer with my family name than yours or his, let's be honest here" Mark said as he stared at the road. "You're sure Amy and Jack will be okay with that?" "We've already discussed it"

Tyler was a little confused how he had the time to do it but ignores it. They soon arrived at Tyler's house and Ethan's new home. Mark and Tyler hugged awkwardly before Tyler got out. He opened Ethan's door and scooped the tinny, broken, bluebird up.

"Come. . . let me show you to your new home" Tyler whispered softly into his ear. Ethan nodded, "yes master, understood master"

Tyler took him into the house and put him down. He knelt to him and kissed his forehead, "such a sweet angel. . . I'm so sorry that anyone touched you. We will have to talk about what happened to you. . ."

Tyler stood up and walked away. But he stopped when he saw Ethan twitch and look more miserable. Tyler walked back to him, he must hate to be alone. . . "come on Ethy, follow me" "yes master, anything for master"

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