Death... What good comes from it? Why does everyone around just want to die? Do they hate me to the point of dying? I... wouldn't blame them... if they did...

Hello, I'm Andrew Ambrose, I just graduated yesterday, meaning that my money-sucking relatives will kick me out when I get home today.

Im walking home from my part-time job, and see my stuff all thrown in boxes and garbage bags. Called it. I don't even have enough strength in me to feel mad at this point.

"Hey, " My head snapped to the sidewalk beside me. My cousin is arrogantly looking at me. I'm just a little shorter than average height, but people still decide to pick on me for that. "What," I said coldly. I could see that annoyed him. "I'm not in the mood to play with you, Aiden," I said and turned back to my stuff thrown everywhere. They probably threw my belongings out of the window, I mean it's easier than carrying it down from my bedroom in the attic.

I didn't even realize Aiden was behind me, until he whispered in my ear. "You don't have a place to go, right? If you say yes, and be my mistress, just like your mom was, then ill let you stay in a nice hotel if you serve me well." He whispered in a sed.ctive way.

Honestly, at this point, I have given up on sentimental things, I wouldn't mind being an s.x friend for money, but I don't like people talking about my mother like that. It wasn't her fault that his dad rap.d my mom repeatedly and locked her in a hotel room. They only found her body two weeks after she... she killed herself. At that time, I think I was only five... it doesn't matter anymore, I'll just crash at a friends house today...

"Thanks for the kind offer, but even I have standards." I walked away from him and went towards my stuff. I only grabbed what I need, and whatever sentimental things I still have, like pictures, letters, and my mom's jewelry. Or whatever jewelry my aunt couldn't steal that is...

I stuffed it all in my bookbag, and without looking back, I left my home, or whatever you can call that h.ll.

I don't really have any friends... if I cant find a solution then ill find a comfortable bench to sleep on. Maybe a colleague at work? Hmm... nope, can't even remember their names... Whatever, the weather not too bad, I'll find a bench at the park to sleep in.

After walking for some bit, I reached a park for children. Though not many were around, not even one to be exact. That made it the perfect reason to sleep here, nothing will bother me.

I ended up passing out due to stress and exhaustion. I was laying on my back, with my bag under my head, so uncomfortable, but it's still softer than the floor I used to sleep on.

"Mr... Hey, Guy!" Something annoying was talking...

"Shuddup..." My voice was hoarse and dry, due to dehydration. "Mr Ambrose. do you need a place to sleep?" I slowly removed my arm that covered my eyes. A child looking man was leaning above me. "How... do you know my name?" I don't remember seeing this guys face before... then again I don't care to remember these useless things. "I'm a frequent customer at the cafe you work at, do you remember now?" He had these hopeful gleam in his eyes. "No," I said coldly.

"Oh... it's okay... we barely talked anyways..." He looked as if he was about to cry from my cold answer. I did have enough consciousness to feel guilty for making a grown man cry.

"Sorry... I won't forget you again." I looked into his eyes and rubbed his hair. It made my arm tired since I was laying down and he was leaning above me.

"I... I just wanted to know if you need a place to sleep." His cheeks were tinted pink from me caressing his hair.

"I don't have money." I flatly said. "It's okay, I want you to be my boyfriend anyways." He said with an angelic smile.

"...What?!?" I usually don't get shocked easily, but this did surprise me. A man so pure... wants someone so... dirty...

"I reject," I said instantly after recovering from the shock. "You can't! Come on, just one night and I'll make you never want to leave me! " This man is shameless! I turned facing the back of the bench, so I didn't have to see him.

"I'm not gay," I said to retort. "It's okay, love is love, I didn't love a guy until I first saw you!" Love at first sight, huh? I mockingly thought. That's how my mom met my dad...

"I'm dirty and filthy, not suitable for being a partner." I bluntly stated.

"Nobodys clean, everyone one has a dark side!" He shouted out.

"Go away already!" I yelled.

{ 2 hours later }

I give in. His names Alex, and I agreed to stay at his place for a week and be his boyfriend. I'm even more surprised I gave in... I really just want to sleep, but he kept annoying me all night! Its like one in the morning, and I have work tomorrow! I got my schedule hours changed up since I graduated, now I just need to save up...

When we entered his apartment, cold eyes were staring at us. Alex awkwardly avoided his stare. I was avoided his stare by glaring at Alex.

"You're late." Wow, he's even more emotionless then me. "Y-yeah... sorry..." I could see the guilt on his face as he answered the man. "Whos he?" He nudged his head in my direction.

"Follow me!" Alex left my side, grabbed the mans hand, and left to another room.

God... if I knew it would be like this, I would've just moved parks.

After about twenty to thirty minutes, they came out. Alex had a proud look on his face, as the other guy looked a little annoyed.

"This is Issac" He pointed to the man with black hair and cold deep brown eyes.

"Nice to meet you." He said cooly. I offered my hand, but he just ignored it. "Nice to meet you, too..." I awkwardly withdrawn my hand.

"Issac, your being mean...!" Alex hit his arm and whined towards his behavior.

Issac only responded by rolling his eyes, making Alex more annoyed and upset by his behavior.

"Umm, maybe I should go back to my, uh, sleeping place, see you later then..." I waved my hand goodbye awkwardly, and walked towards the front door.

"Isaac, he's leaving because of you, stop him!" I tried opening the door in a panic, not even

knowing what they could do to me if I didn't get out of there.

Isaac covered the distance between us in mere seconds. He pushed my head against the door, squishing my right side of my face harshly against the wood. He tied the back of my hands together roughly, with what felt like handcuffs. But they had a soft and fuzzy feeling to them.

"What are you, an athlete?!" I yelled at Isaac who was still behind me. "Sometimes" He replied in a serious tone.

He grabbed my left shoulder and pushed me off the door. He walked us over towards where Alex was standing with a pouty face.

I should be the one with a pouty face, scared face, and annoyed face, not him! "What are you doing? Holding someone against their will is illegal, you know!"

"But you were gonna break your promise! You said you'd stay here and be my boyfriend for a week!" Alex retorted in an upset and angry tone.

"But not everyone is comfortable in unwelcoming situations!" I growled back in a matter of fact tone.

"Where do you want him?" Isaac asked, ignoring the mood at the moment. I couldn't even say anything from how unbelievable this situation is right now. I'm starting to doubt I'm their first victim!

"On the bed, I wanna sleep in his arms!" Alex announced in an excited tone.

"Okay, " Isaac said in an indifferent tone. I'm still shocked that people can be like this! What the heck!

"We can talk this over, right? I mean we're all adults here, right?" I tried to get myself out of this situation, but it didn't seem just talking would work.

Isaac ignored me as he pushed me forward. We walked down a long hallway until we reached the end room. Alex, who was following closely behind us, opened the door for us three to enter.

"H-hey, you're just joking, right? Did my cousin send you? I'll pay you double what he paid!" I started panicking when Alex opened the door to his bedroom.

"Even if we were sent from your " cousin", I doubt you'd be able to pay even a fourth of what they paid," Isaac said mockingly as he looked me up and down.