Episode 1

Allan

Just another ordinary day in my life, I woke up at 5 am, went to the laundry room, filled a bucket with water, and came back to my little room, yes I shower with a mug because there is no bathroom in my room.

After the shower, I ran to the kitchen thinking I would find Maria, the only person who cares about me in this whole world, but as it is my life and nothing goes right in it, it was the unbearable Yohana who was already in the kitchen, I already knew that today I'm going to starve again.

- What do you want\, kid? Thinking you're gonna eat my food? Only in your dreams\, freak\, get out of here.

I run out of the kitchen, yes I'm afraid of her, she's huge and she does judo, I'm not going to risk it, I already get beaten up enough by Metralha.

Since there was nothing to eat I started my work, since I have this huge house to clean.

You must be wondering "But Allan why do you put up with all this, why don't you run away?" Well the answer is simple, it's impossible, not that I haven't tried but I didn't get very far, I was only 15 years old, and when I came back Metralha beat me so badly that I spent a week without getting up, if it wasn't for Maria taking care of me I would have died, after that I never tried to run away again. I accepted that this is my life and I just try to survive as best I can.

How did I end up here in the slums? Well, all I know is what Metralha told me, that my parents were addicts and sold me to pay off a debt. I was only 4 years old, I've been living here in Metralha's house ever since.

For the residents of the slums and for the leaders of the other factions, I am Metralha's Fiel, whenever I appear in public I am very well dressed and groomed, in front of people Metralha treats me like a prince, but the reality is quite different.

I even have a room upstairs, with a big comfortable bed and a wardrobe full of clothes and accessories and a beautiful bathroom with a big tub, but I'm not allowed in there. When I appear in public it is Metralha who chooses my clothes and brings them for me to wear.

Every day I have to clean, do laundry and organize the house, which has more than 6 rooms besides the 4 bathrooms.

I'm allowed to eat 1 meal a day, and only what's left over. I have spent many days without eating, only with water, I ended up getting used to it.

When Maria is here she lets me eat a little more.

About my personal life? Well, simple, it doesn't exist, I mean look at me?

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I'm not handsome or attractive.

About this business of being Metralha's faithful, I don't even understand it, he never laid a finger on me, never let any of his men near me.

He always said I had an owner and that he would be coming to get me soon and I had to be untouched.

But nothing stopped Metralha from hitting me whenever he felt like it.

He hit me when he was stressed, he hit me when he was sad, and he hit me when he was happy just for fun.

He would hit me and leave marks, but only where they couldn't be seen, so as not to show up in the pictures he took of me every other day.

I live in this house with a single purpose, to work hard so that when night comes I can sleep, even if it's from exhaustion, without having to think about my shitty life and how alone and screwed I am.

I wish I was brave enough to run away from here, or at least end this pathetic life of mine, but I don't even have the guts for that.

There are few things in this world that make me happy, drawings are one of them, I don't mean the drawings on TV, even because I'm not allowed to watch TV, I'm talking about paintings, I think they're so beautiful.

The shapes, the lines, the colors, the way everything makes sense even without making sense, like my life.

I wish I knew how my hands manage to draw such beautiful lines, it's like they remember something my mind has forgotten.

Not that I paint anything as beautiful as the drawings I see in the paintings on the walls of the house, that's not it, but what I scribble with the charcoal left over from the barbecue and the papers I took from the office on the sly make me smile when I look at them.

I'm not proud to say that I stole some books from Yohana, they were in her purse, I think they belonged to her children, they were such beautiful drawings with such strong colors that I couldn't resist. That day I was very angry with Yohana, Metralha had given me permission to have lunch that day, even though I had already had dinner the day before, but the witch threw water on all the pots of leftover food, just so I wouldn't eat, so stealing the book didn't make me feel so guilty.

I have 4 books here, some I found in the office and others I stole from Yohana, I keep them as precious treasures along with my scribbles inside a shoebox that stays under the pillow here in my little room. When I feel very sad I open the box and see that there is some beauty in life.

I know that my life is numbered, and it terrifies me to know that soon this Tae will come and get me, I know that I will suffer greatly at his hands, Metralha makes a point of telling me in detail everything that the Thai will do to me when he gets me, sparing no dirty detail he says that when I am in Thailand in Tae's hands, I will miss the beatings he gives me. And it terrifies me. I don't want this life, but as always I have no choice, I just hope this day takes a long time to come.

In short, this is me, Allan, 17 years old, virgin and prisoner of the owner of the slums.

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