Take Me to Church (Valan)

Chapter 2

Alan's POV

I quietly went back into the house, it was going on four in the morning and I was finally done with my little shift. It's tiring constantly having to do sex acts for hours on end, but at least I was making some form of money for it. I went up to my room which I shared. I was the only one out of everyone in here who shared and it was with my pimp or when others were around, my boyfriend. Jack.

I opened the door slowly and saw Jack still awake watching TV.

"Uh, hi," I said fidgeting with my hands. I hadn't gotten high in a few days.

He looked up, "Oh, don't you look just famished."

I smiled at him. He always hooked me up with a fix when he saw me when I got back. "Can I sit here?" I asked pointing to the bed. He usually made me sleep on the floor.

"Here," He said patting the bed. "I think I wanna cuddle tonight."

"Okay?" I said. That was a little out of character for him. I sat down and moved close to him. He reached into his nightstand and handed a little baggy to me.

"There you go," He told me before he pulled me into a kiss. He was drunk, I could taste the liquor on his lips and it only got worse when he shoved his tongue into my mouth. He lips left mine and I flinched as he pressed kisses down my neck.

"I don't wanna have sex."

He didn't reply as he grabbed my thighs, "You have to pay me for that little bag some how," He said pulling me onto my back as he got on top of me. He shoved his hand down my pants groping me.

"Jack stop," I said pushing his hand away before I took my money out of my inside jacket pocket. I counted out some cash and handed it to him, "Here."

Jack glared at me, "No, but give me my cut."

I counted out more for him and handed it to him, "I don't wanna have sex."

"I'm getting it one way or another."

"Jack, no," I begged. He was like this a lot, forceful and i hated it. I didn't wanna do it and I tried to stop it as much as I could. He got it more times than I could stop it. Jack forced my legs apart and ripped the pants off of me.

"You don't tell me no. You're mine, remember?"

"You know I don't like it though!"

"Who cares if you don't like it? That doesn't matter."

"It should matter."

"Nothing you say matters, you're just a silly little boy."

"Jack, Stop!" I shouted. Jack gave me an evil smile and covered my mouth as he forced himself into me. I hated him and I didn't know why I stayed with him, but I guess I deserved this. He gave me a place to stay. I should be thankful that he was as nice to me as he was it could have been so much worse for me.

When he finished with me he pulled out of me and cuddled me. I closed my eyes and let out a sigh. I just wanted to get away. But I couldn't. I had nothing.

"I love You Alan," He said holding me tight.

"You too Jack," I whispered quietly.

I frowned to myself as I grabbed the small baggy he had for me. I got up and laid a little bit of the powder on the nightstand before putting it into a few lines.

"You want any?" I asked him not looking back at him.

"It's all for you Cutie," he said rubbing my back. I nodded and without another word leaned down and snorted it up. This would help me forget what happened again. At least for a little while. Once I finished, Jack pulled me into his arms and wrapped the blanket around me. "Aren't you glad I saved you?"