Come Home Soon...

Chapter Two

I just wanted to put a warning here for implied sexual abuse. Please read with caution.
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Justin woke up and looked around.

“What the hell?” He asked to himself out loud.

He was in a small room with a chain around his ankle. He tugged at it to see if it was tied to anything. Yep, it was tied to the old ratty bed he was on. The room was small, it looked as though it only contained the bed that he was on and a lamp. There was a door on the other side of the room that he couldn’t get to unless he cut off his ankle like in the movie Saw. Next to the door was a window, the window wasn’t big but it also wasn’t small. The window looked out into a darkened hallway.

He was so confused, him and Monty were just driving down the road when he had to pee. Monty pulled over and Justin jumped out and ran behind a tree and now he's here? Wait, if he's here, where's Monty? He looked around the small room frantically, only stopping when he saw Monty, face first on the floor. He stared at him, not sure what to do, he wanted to make sure he was okay but he didn't want to move in fear of someone seeing or hearing him, hell he still didn't know where they were. His internal conflict was solved slightly when Monty started moving, starting to wake up.

Monty sat up and rubbed his face before looking around. He made eye contact with Justin, “where are we?” He whispered.

“I don't know. Weren't we just in your car?”

“Yeah, we pulled over so you could pee.”

“Then why are we here?” Justin asked.

“I don't fucking know! Why are you asking me?”

“Don't get angry at me, I'll leave your ass here,” Justin threatened.

“You wouldn't.”

“Yes, I would.”

The boys were too busy arguing to notice a man approaching them. A loud clap made them freeze.

“Now that I have your attention, you're probably wondering why you're here and where here is,” a big man dressed in black said.

The boys nodded for him to continue.

“Well, I can't tell you why you're here or where it is but I can tell you this,” he paused. “You are supposed to be here,” he said while looking at Justin. “And you were not. You got in the way so we had to take you as well,” he said looking at Monty.

“That doesn't answer anything! Why. Are. We. Here?” Monty demanded.

The guy walked over and grabbed him, “listen here you little shit, you are not needed, you are disposable. I could kill you, right now, with no repercussions.”

“I suggest you put the kid down, if the boss finds out that you did anything to him without his orders, you’ll be the one that’s killed with no repercussions,” a lower voice said as another man came into view.

The first man sighed and through Monty to the ground, who instantly crawled over to the bed where Justin was. “You’re lucky, but next time I don’t think luck will be on your side,” he said to Monty before turning to the other guy, “when is the boss going to be here so we can determine what to do with the boy?”

“He’ll be here within the hour, and if I had to guess I’d say we’re going to make money off the kid.”

The first man nodded and they both walked out. Once the boys were sure the men were gone the started speaking again.

“What do you think they meant by ‘they’re going to make money off me’?” Monty asked Justin.

“I don’t know but whatever they mean I don’t think it’s good.”

“Me either. Why do they want you? Like, why are you supposed to be here?”

“I honestly have no idea, I know that I personally didn't do anything but someone had to have,” Justin answered.

Monty just nodded, he knew Justin meant that it was most likely because of his parents but he didn’t want to talk about that, so he left it at that, instead saying, “so what do we do now?”

“We wait.”

“How do we get out of here?” Monty asked.

“I don’t think we do until they let us.”

“Wait- Do you have your phone?”

“Oh shit, I didn’t even think of that!” Justin exclaimed before checking, but to no avail, they had found and taken his phone. “They took it, do you have yours?”

Monty checked his pockets, “no, it’s not there… This means they touched my butt.”

“Of course you’d say that,” Justin smiled, Monty just shrugged.

After a few minutes of silence Justin chimed in again, “do you think anyone knows we’re missing? I know your mom might have noticed that either you didn't come home or that you haven’t answered your phone but my mom most likely hasn’t noticed.”

“You know damn well that Alex has noticed that you’re gone, and if he’s worried he probably told his dad who, if you don’t remember, is a cop.”

“True, I just hope they find us soon.”

“Me too, me too.”

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It was sometime later, there was no clock in the small room so there was no way for the boys to tell time. They were both laying on the bed waiting, for what however, they did not know. They heard the door start to open and they quickly sat up. The two men from before walked in with another one behind them. That must be the ‘boss’ they were talking about.

The big guy from before, the one that threatened Monty, pointed to Justin before looking at who they assumed was The Boss, “that is the boy we were supposed to get.” The Boss nodded so the man continued, now pointing at Monty, “that is the one that got in the way. What do we do with him?”

The Boss looked Monty over, the look on his face was slightly terrifying for the boy. He looked over at the other men, “from what I can see so far, we could definitely make money off him.”

The others nodded, “that’s what we thought.”

“He’s feisty, Boss. He talks back a lot.”

“We’ll train him out of that. Stand up boy,” he demanded. Montgomery stood slowly, knowing there was no way out of it, his legs shook as he struggled to stay still. “Turn around.” He did as said. When he had his back to the men he heard The Boss, “we can definitely make money off him.” The men all smirked, an evil glint to their faces as they all walked out, leaving the boys on their own again.

Monty sat back on the bed, “what do you think that was about, and how are they going to make money off me?”

“They wanted to look at your ass, that’s why they had you turn, I could see their faces. Their eyes were all on your ass.”

Monty looked extremely uncomfortable, “I feel slightly violated.”

Justin nodded, “I have a terrible feeling that them ‘making money off you’ means they’re putting you into sex trafficking. They’re gonna whore you out, you’re are going to be a prostitute.”

“Umm, no?”

“Monty, I don’t think you have a choice in this. They’re going to do it whether you want to or not.”

“I’ll fight them.”

“Okay, there are flaws in that. A) they are all a lot bigger than you, B) there are more of them than there are of you, and C) you heard them ‘they’ll train you out of it’, I don’t know what they mean by that but I’m pretty sure neither of us want to find out.”

Monty nodded, “yeah. One thing is obvious though; we need to get out of here.”