Love & Riches

Prologue

Here i am again, where i am every freaking day sitting on my small dirty couch with James Paulmen, my next door neighbor. Why you ask? Well, the main reason is because ever since i stopped attending school, I've had no one to talk to. My parents decided to have James over every day for my "social life". I could can less about my social life but i do think James, who is hopelessly in love with me, finds it quite nice.
"I just love your beautiful face Liberty..."
"You don't love me. You just wanna be between my thighs. Nice try, you can leave now." I said to Zach my neighbor for maybe the millionth time now.
"One day Liberty... One day..." he smirked as his left.
"In your dreams player." I said pushing him out. Then right before he had to go, he pulled me in and kissed me passionately and hard on my lips. I kissed him back in shock... we have had affairs before but nothing ever this sudden.
"Don't you wish we could be more than next door neighbors Libby?" He asked sweetly.
"James, I'm just too busy right now. Aren't you satisfied with this?" I asked trying not to hurt him. It's not that I don't like him, deep down i really really do... as a friend. It's not like I'd ever show it though.
"One day?"
"One day."
"See you tomorrow Libby... maybe you'll love me then?"
"We'll see" I said smiling, closing the door behind me. James ran up behind me and hugged me.
"Was that your boyfriend?" He whispered.
I laughed. "Maybe one day buddy... maybe one day when our lives are figured out."
"When will that be?"
"I'm not sure..."
"When i grow up I'm gonna be the richest man in the WORLD Libby!"
I picked him up "I certainly hope so"

My name is Liberty McBee and I am almost sixteen years old. I have a regular mom and dad and a 4 year old little brother. Everything is normal about my family... except we are nearly bankrupted. My parents had me when they were only 18 and they had to fend for themselves ever since. Then, four years ago, my brother was born. He basically drained away all the money we worked so hard to make. My parents are constantly working, so i spend time at home taking care of James. That's just kinda the way things go around here.... We live in a small 2 bedroom house with one bathroom. My parents sleep in the master and i have the other small room to myself. We had turned dads old office into a nice bedroom for James. We are a very happy family, and we are all so close... things are just- very hard... on top of that, I'm a gay teen in a small religious town