Savior // Rusame //

Introduction // Chapter 1

Third Person POV:

Alfred:

Alfred, a boy. Alfred, a slut. Alfred, a fag. Being called all these names were like daggers in Alfreds skin. Being hit over and over again by his dad. Cutting his skin. Being damaged. All because he was gay. He was almost a little glad when his dad left. His mom did not take it lightly. But instead of being supportive, she picked up Alfreds dads old habits. Hitting and damaging Alfred all over again. He loved his mother, no matter how much she screamed and almost killed him. Bills were piling up, his mom was obviously struggling. He had to do something. So he got a job. But not any normal job. A filthy stripper. Prostitute. He hated it, but what could he do? He wasn't smart, having quit school when he was 10. Every man he slept with, Alfreds eyes dulled. Like the life was being pulled from him. In a sense, it was. But the job wasn't cutting it. Bills were growing still. He had to get creative. So he started stealing money and credit cards from clients. He knew it was wrong, but he needed it. Everyday, for months. He was used and abused. When would it end?

Ivan:

Ivan. A 27 year old Russian man. Having a rough childhood with no parents, he learned to survive on his own. He pushed through school easily. He was one smart boy. He had everything he had ever wanted! Being a successful business man, being married to a handsome Chinese man. His life was perfect. Was. It all came crashing down. He was fired, his perfect husband left him. He was a nobody. Drinking was his only friend. He put on a mask everyday that he was fine. But on the inside, he yearned for love again. When would he find his little sunflower?

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Sorry Ivan's story was so short! I was kinda focused on Alfreds.

Anyways, I guess,

Bye!