Stitches

Auction

In a cold area, unofficial to the outside world there is a market that only few people know. In this market it is no normal thing on the shelf's, common things on the shelf's are drugs, weapons and people. The ones who shop here are powerful and rich, but are also very sick. The things they will do with purchase will not be made public but you can guess by the vibe that follows them and rumors you here.

I have been raised to be obedient and do as i'm told. I've always stood out from the people I was  raised with because i'm a boy: the group i'm displayed with was full of girls. I watch them come and go all different conditions, looks and purchasers. 

My group had a boss called Mr.Dine. The names help remember who people are and he is the famous man that would dine any where and eat anything, literally. He would sell all the cheap girls first and save the most expensive girls for last. We all have starting bid numbers. i have been told by many, that i'm too expensive.  I'm the most expensive item in our group. 

Mr.Dine tells me that my parents had gotten mixed up with some shady stuff and as payment gave me up at the age of 3, with the hopes of finding me again. Here i am 13 years later coming up on my 14th year here. They don't know my actual birth day so when i hit 14 years as a item i will also become 17 years old.

Within my group there are many whispers that there is a man who should be coming to today's auction that has never actually been seen before he goes by Mr.Unseen. I have never herd of him till now but it seems as though hes coming to our private showing and auction where the highest priced items like me will be put on display. 

I'll probably make it too my 17th birth day no one has ever even attempted to purchase me, my price is too high for anyone to actually afford so i don't understand why they continue to try and put me up for a price.

I never thought much about how much people stared at me but recently i realized that everyone stares at, I thought it was the other girls around me for the longest time but slowly I have seen that those girls are also starring at me. When we head from the truck to the auction room we are lead in a straight line with guards around us to keep people out of the way but also to keep us from getting away.

We reached the auction room it just looked like a huge theater. Lights blind and music plays as we reach the back room where we get ready to be put on display. Some girls are forced into cute little kid like outfits others into punk looks. I don't get special treatment along with other high price items. We are put in cuff and chains to keep us still. We are kept in back until the first auction is over with and the normal bidders have left. 

Slowly girls are taken on stage and voices raise, numbers are shouted and angry men and women scream over each other. The highest bid is reached, the girl is sent back again and the crowds get quiet awaiting there next item of choice. 

I hear the crowd getting quiet as the last girls is brought back the announcer motions for me to be brought on stage and he says "Last item, 16, male, 5'5", and our oldest item, proof of that is a 13 tattooed under his left eye from the old way of keeping track of items. Starting bid of $500,000!" the sound of gasps spread around the room as people debate if that's too high a price. In the past 13 years I've never had one person even try to bid on me but a voice sounds from the back of the room "I'll pay $550,000 all in cash."

"Any other bids. No? Okay Item 13 sold for $550,000 cash." the announcer says.

I didn't feel anything in this moment I don't know what to do, what to think. I've been purchased.

My purchaser came straight to the docking bay to pick up his purchase. When we are getting picked up we are put into a straight line where our new owners come and get us. I wait in my spot for maybe thirty seconds before spotting him. My stomach turned as he looked at me with a psychotic look telling me i was the one. The one he chooses to take home and do as he pleased with. The second he says 13 my heart skips a beat because even though he chose me i thought he would choose someone else.

As i walk over to him he eyes me and hands the money to Mr.Dine. The purchase is complete and i am now his, a strangers. We start to walk away and he says "I bet you are wondering why I picked you out of all those girls. Honestly I don't even know." We continue walking till we reach a car, we get in and it starts driving.

I wonder where this man is taking me and if it will be different.