~Two Years Ago~
~Mitch's P.O.V~
I skimmed through the newspapers looking for yet another job application.
"House cleaner... No... Babysitter... Gross..." I read out loud. I slammed the newspaper down on my desk and put my head in my hands.
"Why can't I just find suitable part-time job..?" I felt tears slide down my cheeks. I grabbed my laptop and set it on my lap, opening it up and putting in the password. I wiped away my tears, and sniffled.
I looked through various websites trying to look for jobs that wouldn't want to make me kill myself.
"UGH! ALL THE SAME FUCKING JOBS OVER AND OVER AGAIN!!" I slammed my computer shut in anger and hugged my knees letting my tears fall even more.
"Mitchy? What's wrong?" I heard my sister say from the door. I sniffled and turned away from her.
"Nothing... Just forget it..." I sniffled again, and felt small arms wrap around my skinny frame. I leaned into the embrace as I silently cried in my sisters arms. After our little moment, she turned me to face her, and looked into my eyes.
"What's wrong? You can tell me Mitch." She said softly. I sighed and looked at the ground.
"I-I can't find a job.. I know its stupid for me to be this upset over that.. But I need to help out with mom and dad. You know how they are, and the medical bills are getting harder and harder to cover... Not to mention you might want to go to college... And then there's food-" I was cut off by her softly pushing a finger on my lips.
"Shh, you're getting ahead of yourself Mitchy." She giggled.
"I won't be going to college any time soon dummy. And I know we can figure this out together." She kissed my forehead.
"Now, I'm going to make dinner. And while i'm doing that I want you to go on this computer, find a nice job, or any job, and go for it! I know you can do it, Mitchy!" She smiled at me while walking out of my room and closing the door.
I sighed.
"Easier said than done..." I whispered.
I went to Google and typed in, Easy jobs with good payment.
I read a few lists and came across some... vulgar ones...
"Porn star..?! Prostitute?! What is this list?!" I raised my eyebrows in suspicion but kept reading. One of these caught my attention.
Webcam User.
"Can be anonymous, must be over eighteen, one hundred dollars a video or more depending on how many followers you have..." I read allowed. I blushed at the thought of what I would have to do. I've never really... Jerked off... or really anything like that before. I'd be inexperienced.
But... I could do it really any time while nobody's home, its not horrible pricing either... and I would get to be anonymous. Nobody would know I do this for money. I took a deep breath. I'm desperate... I wouldn't have to leave the house, I could still do school, and i'd still have free time to do whatever.
I... I think this could be a good decision. I looked over to the somewhat good camera I had sitting on my dresser.
I looked back to the website. I don't even have to apply! I just have to find a good website I can start out on...
I guess this is it.
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The Webcam Boy (Scomiche)
Fanfiction-SLOW UPDATES- When times went rough, Mitch decided the only way to make money for his family was by showing off his body. But not by becoming a male prostitute. By being an anonymous webcam user on a popular porn site. But what would happen when h...