"Um, thanks." I said sheepishly as I counted the bills. I got $50 for this job.
"No problem pretty boy." He said with a wink. "Need a ride home?"
"N-no thanks. I can walk."
"You sure? I don't want a pretty thing like you walking home at night by yourself."
"I'm positive. I don't live too far from here." I replied. Crap. Rule #1: Never tell your residence. Don't even give a little hint. Hopefully he missed that.
"You live over there by Oakwood?" He questioned.
"Uh...No. I live in Brecksville." I said. I really do live in Oakwood.
"Oh. Well I'll let you be on your way. Call me if you need anything. And I mean anything." He tried to say seductively.
I walked out of his apartment and down the steps.
Another whoring job. Gosh, why can't I do better than this? I'm pathetic. A lost hope. I mean, I have the cuts on my body to prove it.
"Caught in a bad romance" My phone sang.
"Hey Ryan. What are you up to?" My best friend, Jace, asked.
"Oh nothing. Just at work." I said. He didn't need to know all the details. Truth is, he knows. He just likes to pretend like he doesn't know.
"Oh...So do you want me to come and pick you up or do you have another job?"
"Yea, I have another job. Sorry. How about tomorrow? We can have a Best Friends day?" I suggested.
"Yea Cool! That's sounds fun. When you finish up with this job call me and I'll pick you up. We can have a sleepover!" He said happily.
"Alright Nerd, see you in about an hour."
I ended the call.
For some odd reason we have always had those nicknames for each other. We were basically birth buddies. His mom and my mom were like best friends.
I reached the guys house. It was really nice. It looked like a mansion. A big ass mansion.
I walked up the stone pathway that led to the door. I knocked on it and an attractive looking guy stepped out.
"Ryan. Come in. I've been expecting you. You're a little late." He said.
"Oh. Um sorry. I was a little held up." I replied.
"Well, time is money. You want all your money right?" he asked.
"Well your going to get it rough do you understand me?" He yelled.
"Yessir." I replied.
He yanked my hair and dragged me up the steps. He opened a bedroom door. He roughly pushed me on the bed.
He said I was going to get it rough; he was true to his word.
About an hour later I was sitting at the bus stop waiting for Jace.
Gosh, this bus bench is really hurting my ass.
"Need a ride?" I looked up to see a really cute guy with deep blue eyes.
"Uh, no thanks. I'm just waiting for my friend. He should be here any minute." I said.
"Oh. Ok. Well, see you around?" He asked.
"Sure" I replied giggling.
He pulled off as soon as Jace pulled up.
I opened the door to his black mustang and climbed in.
I looked at him and I immediately felt bad.
I'm a whore. He doesn't need someone like me for a best friend. He can do better.
"Jace, why are you friends with me?" I asked.
"Because without you there is no me. I wouldn't be here talking to you if it wasn't for you. You and I both know that. Don't feel bad. It's just what you do. It's not good that you're doing this to your body but I can't stop you. I desperately want you to stop but I can't make you. Just like the cutting," I gasped," Yea I saw the cuts Ryan. I can't make you stop though. I'm friends with you because I love you. We all make mistakes. But your my mistake. I wouldn't change anything about you if I could." He finished.
I just stared at him. Tears silently falling down me cheeks.
"But I'm a whore." I whispered.
"Prostitute is the correct word. Ryan your emotionally confused. You mix love and sex. You think that if people have sex with you than they love you but that's not true. Those people use you Ryan." he said quietly.
We had pulled up in front of my house.
"We can finish this talk inside" Jace said and got out of the car.
I silently followed after him into my house.
"Hey mom." He said to my mom.
"Hi Jace. Are you staying the night?" she asked.
"Yep!" He said.
She nodded and walked off into the kitchen.
"Come on lets go upstairs." He said and grabbed my hand.
We walked upstairs to the attic where my room was located. Yep, I had the whole attic to myself. My own bathroom too.
I went and sat on my bed.
"So lets change clothes and we can lay down and talk. I know it's been a long day for you." Jace suggested.
I nodded and got up. I headed to the shower. I needed to wash myself. I felt dirty.
After I got out of the shower I changed into my gray plaid boxers and laid down.
I turned over and cried silently.
"Hey Cash. You okay?" He asked.
"No. He was so goddamn rough with me. I'm only 17. Why was he so rough with me? Okay, I was a little late. He didn't have to be so damn rough!" I yelled.
Tears were freely falling down my face now.
Jace crawled into bed beside me and I laid my head on his chest.
He whispered soothing things in my ear and rubbed my back.
Soon, my tears subsided.
I was drifting off into dream land.
"I love you Cash." he whispered.
"I love you too Nerd." I replied and fell asleep.