Take Me to Church (Valan)

Prologue

This is a new fic and I'm gonna warn ALL OF YOU NOW THAT THERE WILL BE DRUGS, RAPE, SEX, AND A LOT OF "TRIGGERING" SHIT SO BE CAUTIOUS.

Alan's POV

I couldn't believe this. I had nothing left. My family kicked me out, my job fired me and I was a useless person walking this Earth. What was I going to do with myself? I couldn't believe this was really how things were gonna go for me. I thought I had it all planned out and thought through, but I didn't.

I might as well kill myself now. This was actually the worst day of my life and I had no idea what I was going to do. I was at a loss and I was gonna be homeless. I had absolutely no idea where I was going to go from here.

I walked down the street with everything I had in a backpack, this was it. This was everything I was able to grab before my parents kicked me out.

"Hey there cutie," someone purred to me.

I jumped and turned around, "Hi?"

The man gave me a look. "What are you doing on this side of town?" He said.

"I-I'm just passing through."

"You from around here?"

I shook my head, "Not this side, no."

"Where are you headed?" He asked, walking closer.

"Uh I don't know," I said getting emotional. I had nowhere to go.

"Why don't you come with me, then?" He asked, smiling a little.

"I don't know you."

"But you can get to know me."

I looked over at him. Maybe he was nice.

"Okay," I said smiling.

"Come on baby," he said, holding his arm out for me.

I cautiously linked arms with him and followed this random man off to god knows where. As we walked he didn't say much, but I did take my time to really look at him. He was little taller than myself, his hair was short and black. He had really pretty green eyes and they were eyes I felt I could get lost in.

"What's your name?" I asked him.

"Jack, yours?"

(NOT JACK BARAKAT)

"Um, Alan."

"Well Alan, you're very beautiful."

"Thank you," I said smiling a little. "That's the nicest thing someone's said to me today."

"That's good, so, what are you looking for?" He asked. "People only pass through this side of town when they're lost of looking for something."

"I don't know. I just- I don't have anywhere to really go."

"Really? Why's that?" He asked.

"My parents kicked me out," I said sadly, "And I got fired from my job and- sorry you don't need to hear my sob story."

"No, no, you're okay, really," he said, giving me a small smile. "What if you stayed with me for a while? A lot of people do, I mean you're just going to have to make sure you pay your keep."

"No, no that's okay. I'm sure I'll figure something out."

"I can't leave a beautiful boy like you alone on the streets."

"I don't know you."

"Now you do."

"Not enough to just live with you. That's weird."

"It's fine. You can work for me."

"Doing what exactly?"

"How about I show you?"

"Just tell me please?"

"You'll just be.... sleeping with some strangers."

"You want me to a prostitute!?" I shouted and Jack slapped his hand over my mouth.

"I don't want you to, I know you're going to," He said before he lifted the front of his shirt showing me a gun. "Let's Get going."

"You can't just force me to do this!"

"I can and I will, let's go," he said reaching for it.

"Stop please," I begged. "I don't want this."

"Let's go cutie."

"N-no, don't do this," I stammered.

He grabbed my arm tight and started pulling me along. I didn't know what to do. I was too scared to run because I knew this man would hurt me. I didn't know where he was taking me and as we walked by people they didn't say anything to him.

"Jack you seem like a nice guy, why not just leave me alone?"

"Because you've got potential to do great things baby," he said as we got to a house. He pulled me inside and along to a bedroom. "New whores have a few things to follow, but for you. I think you're special. I might keep you to myself for awhile before I send you off on your way."

"Please just let me go."

"Let's get one thing straight right now. Your life belongs to me now," he said patting my cheek softly.

I couldn't believe it. I didn't know how I was gonna get out of this, but it's not like it mattered. I had nowhere to go and I guess I'd rather be here than under a bridge.