I wasn't your normal typical 17 year old who wanted to party and make out with girls, tall cocky boy. I was your what you'd call The emo boy who reads too much and wears black that was short and skinny, never talked, I knew how to talk obviously but talking wasn't my thing.
This is my story-
When I was five, My mother left because my father was very abusive. But she left me with him, Out of anything I would've wanted to go with her. As I got older I had been abused, raped, sold, etc. When I turned 15, I finally ran away but was left in the cold winter days of December. I was lost and had nowhere to go until one day somebody offered to give me a 'home'. He had told me he worked at a local gay club and couldn't skip work so he brought me there. When we got there he brought me to a private room and gave me some clothes and went to do his job. Later he came back and he brought me to his house and till this day I still live with him.
YOU ARE READING
-Rawr-
RomanceTyler graduates from highschool and meets a boy named Ray on a trip with his new family to visit an old friend and his stepson. Includes Ddlb and a little bit of smut later on.
