But still. I am still scared when I have to go to school, because I can't afford bus, so I have to walk by my self to school. I'm okay with walking, because school is not far, but I am still scared of people I can meet when I am going to school.
I guess I said a lot of my past, so let's talk about now. I am in lying in my bed. It's about midnight. I know my father can come every time. He usually come home about midnight or very early in morning. Sometimes he come home with his friends. To be honest, I really hate all of his friends. They are weird like all people in this town. Whatever time they came, I try to stay in my room, and pretend I sleep.
I pretend sleep, because my father want me to be with they, but I have two problems, one of them is that I have social anxiety, and second is that his friend always want me to sleep with them, and the touch me and a lot of more, but one of the weirdest is one man around his late 20s I guess, I never asked him about his age.
To be honest, I try never talk to him. Because as I said he is the weirdest, because he didn't want me just to one-stand or just for sex. He asked me if I want to be his boyfriend. Yep, it is very weird, because I am fourteen years old, and he is around 20-30.
I was thinking about a lot of different ways to kys, but then I heard turning the lock, the front door creaks open. I am scared as hell, when I heard some men talking. Not only that, but I know very well, they are my father and his friends. Likewise, I'm shaking, but still try pretend sleep. I think they will let me sleep, but I was wrong.
When I heard door of my room opens. I was scared as hell. Then I can feel someone is touching me. I was wondering who is it, but not dared to look. I don't want to let them know that I am not sleeping. But then he said "I know you aren't sleeping, so get up you use less piece of shit,, when I heard it, I know who it is. It is my Father. I know his voice, and he always call me like that.
I know very well, that I have no choice. I get up and follow my dad. We are going to table in living room, I guess. Yes, I was right. When we get to the living room I heard voice. The voice I hate the most, second only to my father's. It's his voice, I am not sure about his name. It is Nathan I guess, I am really not sure. But it is the men who offer me to be his boyfriend.
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