Surveillance (ManxBoy)

Prologue

Something told me that I shouldn't have crawled out from my little hiding spot - or home as I prefer to call it - in the alley way. Maybe it was a gut feeling or the voices in my head that showed up from time to time. All I knew though was that I couldn't put off my hunger any longer. I'd gone 4 days without anything except for water - which I stole - so I was starving at this point.

     It was early in the morning when I had ventured out, about 6am. It was the safest time to go out because of the clearly lit streets and not so many people were up and about. All I had planned on doing was going over to the small farmers market to bum off some food. Luckily my favorite person, or only person I liked, was working that morning. Laura, she was a pretty young gal, with long flowing red hair and auburn eyes. I'd fawn over her if I wasn't gay. Yes gay, extremely homosexual. One of the reasons why I'm living in these streets.

     Laura enthusiastically waved me over when she saw me. She was turning 23 this year, only two years older than me. Technically she was a party animal but she loved selling her fathers crops in the market whenever she could, that was when she'd sneak some to me. I was forever indebted to her kindness, if not for her I'd probably be dead by now.

     "Jeez you look like shit! Accidentally sleep on a rock again last night?" I playfully glared at her blunt statement. See the thing was, with her I didn't mind the stark comments that had underlying insults. She was originally from Russia so she's still not quite used to the fact people here would be easily offended by her bold words.  Ah yes, the dreadful state New York was where she came to pursue her slowly dying dream of being a designer. Though I was thankful for the clothes she'd give to me when she noticed my others kept getting dirty.

"Actually yes I have this terrible crick in my neck because of it. Mind giving me a massage and a basket of grapes?"

"Should I paint your body glistening in the sunlight as well?"

     "Well that could be arranged.." she snorted at my comment and I laughed with her. In return she did give me a basket filled with various fruits and winked. Maybe next time she'll take me up on that massage? Chuckling I just shook my head and waved her goodbye.

     As I walked back quickly to my humble abode the gut feeling came back. The voices got louder as I approached the elaborate entrance I had created to keep people out. Only to find that entrance had been destroyed. My legs started to shake as I felt a lump in my throat form. I had managed to keep this spot for a couple months now and I really didn't want to lose it. What sounded like voices of three older men edged closer to me.

"I thought you said this is where the little punk shit lived?"

"It is! Trust me he probably just went out to take a piss or get food, just wait a second!"

"Actually boys, I think he's already arrived."

Completely frozen in place, wind seeming to stop, and a sudden urge to crawl up into a ball was all I felt. The voices I definitely recognized, they'd come by once before to check out my place while I had been gone and now they were back again. Apparently they sniffed out any seemingly attractive guy that was alone on the streets and took them off somewhere to sell them for money or drugs. Before they could get any closer however a strong yet low voice rang over them. It came from behind this time and I would have probably pissed myself if it wasn't for the fact that a hand came down on my shoulder and squeezed it tightly.

"Seems I've finally managed to catch you boys in the act this time. I'd suggest keeping your mouths closed before I blow your heads off right here and now."

My breathing hitched at the threat and I struggled to breathe. Would he do the same to me? Or was he a cop? The hand on my shoulder disappeared but before I could run my back was pulled abruptly against a hard chest. I couldn't even move an inch because of how strong of a hold he had on me. When a white cloth pressed against my mouth and nose I instantly jerked my head away but drowsiness got the better of me and my eyelids became heavy.

"Don't be alarmed I'm saving you, in due time you will understand more Sydney."

Those were the last words I heard before a month passed.