(This story has mature content, such as sex between two males, as in boys, so, if you dont like it, bye)
"Hey,Barbie! You coming or what?" Lindy calls, running further and further away from me. With a laugh, I sprint after her. My book bag bouncing against my back as I ran to catch up. Her laugh seemed to echo in the empty space of trees and onto the sidewalks, as if nothing else was there but me and her. I caught up to and pulled her into my chest, laughing and breathing hard. Lindy pulls away from me and grins, grabbing my hand.
"Not bad, for a Barbie" she smiles, leaning her back on a tree trunk "I expected you to stop and fix your hair"
I roll my eyes and grin back "How many times do I have to tell you, I'm not a Barbie! I may be blonde but my eyes aren't blue,but brown, my hair is kinda curly, I HAVE FRECKLES, annnnd i'm not a girl" I say, knowing she won't listen "Why can't I be a Ken?"
"Eh, doesn't have the same ring to it" she pulls my hand, leading us father from my home "Plus, you and Barbie both are hella popular and both like boys and only boys"
I sigh dramatically and drop her hand "All I lack is the perfect boyfriend" Lindy just rolls her eyes and unlocks the front gate to her living space- a pale red brick house with white fences and blue doors and known for the smoke coming out of the chimney 24/7.
"Wanna hang out a bit longer?" she asks, sounding hopeful
"Sorry," I wince at her disappointed expression "I Just wanted to stop by the house for a bit and get my earbuds and then I'm gonna take another walk around the neighborhood, it's pretty out"
She nods and closes the gate, leaving me alone.
I walk past Lindy's house, past Jazzy and Sarah's house, pass my own home, not bothering to get my earbuds. I just inhale deeply and keep walking. I leave that house behind for now. I keep walking and thinking as the trees grow thicker and I'm in the forest, and keep going until i'm by the pond. Sitting at the edge and running my fingers against the cold, glassy surface of the frozen water. I stand up, dusting off the back of my black jeans and black shirt.
I turn around and nearly scream, a tall boy with dark blonde hair, hazel eyes stares at me, looking nothing but amused at my startled reaction. I take a step back and my heart starts to beat really fast. The boy lightly grabs my wrist, and when I try to pull away his grip hardens. I open my mouth to scream but he pulls a rag out of his back pocket and puts it over my mouth and nose, inhaling it making me dizzy. I panic, trying to break free and not getting anywhere, his grip like iron. Black spots swirl in my vision, and it swallows me as if I was meant to be inside of it all along.
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"Shh! He's waking up! Someone go inform Daddy!" a voice says, and the giggling quiets. I open my eyes slowly and the people around me gasp. I shut my eyes again, not wanting to believe I was just kidnapped.
"Well, look who's awake" the boy who brought me here smiles, as if it were a damn blessing i'm here. I sit up and hug my knees to my chest, a bit afraid "James, show him the ropes, everyone else, go about your day. I'll be in the office if you need me" he leaves, shutting the door.
"That's Daddy" A boy with blue eyes and brown hair smiles "Isn't he the sexiest thing ever?" I blink and shrug, he was attractive, but he's insane. "I'm James, as you already know" he smiles "What's your name?"
"Francis" I wipe my eyes "Don't you ever want to escape this place?" I look around the pale blue coloured wall and 5 beds around the room, each with a white frame and different bedsheets. My bedsheets were actually black. Honestly, not bad.
James gasps and shakes his head "At first, hell yeah. But it's really, really not that bad. Daddy isn't mean and never hits. He's also quite funny if you manage to really get into conversation with him, it's like a family" he breaks out into a grin "He's also very good in bed"
My eyes widen "You've slept with him?" he rolls his eyes and gives me a are-you-fucking-dumb look
"Yeah, duh? Once he falls in love with one of us he'll want to make love to you, and if he feel like it, he'll pull you aside at a random time in the day and well, make love to you" He looks around and lovers his voice "I've gotten him four times now, but Hazel is his favourite, for everything. She's like queen bee around here. She's also a total bitch"
I smirk "She better not mess with me, i'm not a pushover"
James nods and looks over my clothes "I can see that. Black skinny jeans, Black skull and bones T-shirt? A flower crown made of black roses? AND a septum and eyebrow piercing? Sir, you must belong to tumblr" he snaps his fingers in a "z"
I laugh "I had this friend, her name was Lindy, and she had like, this huge crush on me. When we were about thirteen, so like five years ago, she asked me out and I had to explain I was gay. She was so upset, she called me a tumblr barbie bitch"
James giggles "We should get you into something more comfortable, in your dresser there is some clothes, wear whatever because all everyone is doing is hanging in the TV room" I shrug and take off my jeans "WOAH" James covers his eyes "You just gonna strip in front of me?"
I roll my eyes way too dramatically "Um, i'm just going to say this, we have the same genitalia" i ruffle through the drawer until I find a pair of black shorts. I pull off my shoes and leave on my knee length black socks and my shirt (I love these socks, so what?)
"Everything in here is too bright and pastel" I fold my jeans and put them in the drawer, a sharp contrast to the brightness that is my dresser drawer.
I follow James into the TV room, which you had to crawl onto the cushion that was up to my knee. The entire room was one big, soft mattress with pillows and blankets everywhere, and a giant wall sized TV, currently playing mean girls. I spot Daddy in the corner with a girl who was glaring at me. She had black hair and sharp blue eyes. If I could describe her in one word based on this alone, it'd be; yikes. Daddy's eyes flicker to me and I just stay close to James, who was grabbing two pillows and a large blanket for us to share.
"James? Come here for a minute" Daddy's voice, soft yet stern calls and James drops the pillow he held, blushing
"I'll be right back" he whispers to me and stands up, stumbling (The room literally has a bed-floor so it's hard to walk on) over to Daddy.
"Francis? C'mere" Daddy calls for me this time, his voice softer, and I walk over to him slowly, keeping my eyes on his "James, go play over there with Hazel, I need to speak with Francis alone"
"Yes, Daddy?" I sit and chew my lip nervously. Daddy sighs.
"I'm not here to hurt you," He says, his eyes not leaving mine "I'm not here to abuse you or rape you, nothing like that. I'm not going to force you to do anything you don't like, and I will not, and I mean it, I will not keep you here against your will" he brushes a random curl from my forehead '"I want you to be here on your own consent. You were bought, yes. But if you truly want to go home, I will take you, just give it a week. I'm here, I well, bought you, because I offer you a family, that's what we are" he smiles softly "A family"
I look down and the words float around my head. Family.
"The way I was brought here was pretty dramatic, though. like, i'm here to care for you, now smell this rag" I say, rolling my eyes, and surprisingly, he laughs
"Way to kill the serious vibe, Francis" He shakes his head, smiling, his dimples showing "And yes, it was dramatic, but it's easier"
I nod and smile, not being able to help it, his smile was contagious.
"You're adorable!" He smiles wider,cupping my face with a hand and running his thumb over one of my dimples. I blush and pull away, covering my face "Come on, don't hide, you're so cute. The little freckles!"
I let out something so embarrassing..so embarrassing all my tumblr followers would unfollow in an instant: a giggle.
Daddy pulls me into his chest and hugs me, and i wrap my arms around his waist, blushing harder and hugging him back. My eyes close for a few minutes, loving the feeling of being cared for, being hugged and appreciated. But the moment is gone too soon, because when I open my eyes, Hazel is glaring at me.
