Chapter 1

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(Dan's POV)

I hate myself.

When I told my parents I was gay, they kicked me out the day I graduated. Of course, with no money to go to college, and getting fired from each job I got, I ended up homeless. I sleep behind buildings, and go to every shop I can for applications. But after I sold an axe to a twelve year old, fell asleep under a desk, got fired several times, and not to mention several other things.. Its really hard to get hired.

I beg sometimes, but no one will give me any money. I've been wearing the same clothes for months. My parents didn't let me bring any clothes, so I had to buy my own...

I'm so skinny. The only way I get food is out of trashcans and finding money on the street, so I really can't eat often.

I kind of want to die. No one cares about me anyways, so why should I try? If I die no one will know. What if someone finds my body? I wonder if they'd call 999, or if they would leave me there for the bugs. I felt a shiver down my spine.
Bugs.

My thoughts get interrupted when a tall man shakes my shoulder.

"Hello?? You alright kid?"

I stare up at him in a daze.
Someone just talked to me!

I stutter for a moment but then I gather up all my courage and speak.

"Um yeah- yeah I'm okay."

He nods and looks me over. I do the same to him. He has an expensive jacket and a suit underneath. His hair is short and dark brown, a little darker than mine. He has dark blue eyes, and an ice cold look on his face.

"Would you join me for dinner, young lad? Don't worry, I won't harm you. I have a bit of a proposal..."

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