"Boy get down here!"

My Aunt's voice rang out through the shitty house we lived in. If you could even call it living. How the hell she got this piece of crap house in the first place is beyond me.

I scrambled down the stairs to be met by my Aunt and 2 beefy looking guys. My anxiety started spiking.

"Miss wh- who are they?"

I stuttered out before my Aunt harshly snapped back

"Shut up boy!-"

She turned to the men while taking a drag of a cigarette

"So how much for him?"

Confused but afraid I stayed silent

Beefo number 1 spoke up

"By the looks of him, we can probably give you 2,000. How's that sound"

"Fine, he's worth nothing anyway"

Number 1 pulled out a envelope and handed it to my Aunt, he then signalled towards me with his hands and Beefo number 2 started toward me.

I tried to run but my Aunt grabbed my arm. Her long fake nails dug into me, I yelped in pain but was muffled by number 2 putting a rag over my nose and mouth

"Sleep tight Princess"

I woke up freezing cold, I soon realised why. I was butt naked with my hands tied around my back and mouth gagged. Looking around, I could see I was in what looked like a dog cage, there were loads of other dog cages surrounding me, all of them filled with children. What the fuck is this place.

What did my Aunt do? Did she sell

me? Oh my God I'm gonna be someone's slave! I don't wanna be a slave!

My rapid thinking was cut off by someone picking my cage and shaking it. It was another beefy man

"Come on ya brat, it's your turn"

I was too afraid to speak, but that didn't stop my mind racing. What was it my turn for? What're they gonna do. I silently cried as the man carried me out of the dark damn room, through some hallways and finally to a stage. He placed my cage in the centre and walked off. There were so many people in the audience, all staring, all judging my imperfections. All of the cuts, bruises and cigarette burns were on full display. Is this hell?? cause it feels like it.

A woman on the stage I didn't notice suddenly sprung into a speech

" Ok, our next item is Wren Adams, he is 15 years old and is 4 foot 5. He is very underweight and will need some medical help. Now let's start the bidding at 3,000"

I'm being auctioned

"3,500!"

A voice called out from the back

"4,000"

He was topped by a sleezy looking man in front, please don't let him get me

"6,000"

The voice in the back piped up again

"6, 400"

"7,000"

"8,000"

"9,000"

"10,000"

The number kept climbing, whoever was in the back kept bidding but was being beaten out others

It was back to the sleezy old man in the front who had bid 50,000.

I don't want to go with him, but he's about to win. He keeps licking his lips at me. I'm crying hard, I'm so scared.

"Going once

Going twice"

"100,000!"

Holy shit am I even worth that much?

"Going once, going twice sold!

to the pink haired man in the back

please go around back to pay and collect"

My cage was picked was picked back up and brought back to its original room. A note marked sold, number 17 was taped to it. This was all too much, I was just sold, I can't do anything to stop it.

Not too long after I was placed down, my cage was opened. I was pulled out by my wrist restraints. My body ached as I was dragged through hallways by yet another beefy man. After going through so many hallways he threw me into a nicer looking room where two people sat on a couch. One had light pink hair and the other had dark almost black hair. They were both very tall and made me feel real small

I know I'm already quite short but this is making me feel tiny. The beefy man spoke

"You're David and Richard Nightshade correct?"

"Yes" The dark haired one answered.

"Would you like for us to sedate him?"

They both spoke at the same time

"Yes" "No"

The pink haired man glared at the black haired one.

"David! Of course we don't want him sedated, what kind of impression does that leave?"

His voice was really smooth and calming like chocolate

"It'll be easier to get him home Ricky, we dont want him to get hurt"

The others voice was more harsh, more deep, more commanding but you could hear care in it.

I don't know how to feel about these two, they seem caring but they bought me at an auction. Today has been too much. I just wanna collapse.

The two bickered for a minute before deciding not to sedate me. I was slightly grateful but then 'Ricky' bent down in front of me. He held his hand out.

"Hey there baby bear, do you want me to take those things off you"

He spoke so gently to me and despite how soothing it was I shook in fear, frozen in place. I didn't respond to him, afraid of the massive man still in the room and these 2 new people.

He tried to touch me but I yelped, falling back away from him. Ricky's face turned sad and worried, 'David' joined next to him.

"Hi sweetie, I know you're scared and thats ok... would you like the big man to leave?"

I looked to the burly man who had dragged me, he sneered at me and I let out a small cry, curling up and hiding my face. Still covering my face, I nodded.

"Ok sweetie... if you wouldn't mind"

His voiced turned darker as he presumably addressed the burly man, with a more significant edge. I whimpered.

I heard the sound of the door opening and closing. Ricky spoke softly, he was closer to me this time.

"The man's gone baby, its just us"

I felt a little relieved, these two seemed a whole lot nicer, but still kept my guard high. I parted my fingers and jumped.

Ricky was right next to me, I backed up, only to hit David who was on my other side. I started to panic, my breath quickening as I did my best to keep myself as small and as covered as I could.

It began to set in how cold the room was and I began to shiver. Ricky spoke at almost a whisper to me.

"You must be freezing darling, here-"

He took off the light blue hoodie he was wearing and put it down in front of me. David held out his hand.

"Wren, if you give me your hands I can take off the clasps and you can put the hoodie on"

That sounded good. I nervously put my hands up to him. He swiftly took off my restraints, also undoing the gag in mouth. He then motioned towards the hoodie.

I stretched out my jaw and hesitantly grabbed the hoodie. It was so soft I couldn't help but just squish it for a second.

I then quickly threw it over my head, struggling to find the head hole for a second as I swam in the fabric.

As I poked my head up I saw Ricky and David exchanging looks. Ricky nodded his head towards me and David sighed.

"Wren sweetie, we really don't want to have to he here any longer than we have to"

I didn't really respond so he continued slowly and calmly

"So I'm going to pick you up and were going to leave here"

It had me the furthest from calm as I started to shake my head furiously and cried out as he got closer.

"I'm sorry baby-"

David quickly swopped me up and close to him. He held me tight and I began to cry.

I cried and cried, struggling and trying to get out of his grip but he held me tight. I looked back at Ricky who seemed scared.

"Don't hold him too tight, he's probably stressed out-"

David loosened his grip and I tried to thrash again but Ricky ran his fingers through my hair and addressed me

" Baby bear you're gonna hurt yourself if you keep doing that, calm down, it's ok, you're safe"

I stopped in my tracks as soon as he said that none had talked to me like that or run their fingers through my hair in a long time. My dad used to do that and it made me sad to think about him. I stopped thrashing but tears flowed. I thought about trying to run but I didn't exactly trust the area we were in. We walked out of the auction house with David carrying me and Ricky trying to get me to stop crying. We finally reached a car. Ricky went for the drivers seat but David stepped in front of him

"Ricky you're a terrible driver, you are not driving us and our new son home"

WAIT what does he mean by new son??

"David, you can't drive you're holding him, and im not a bad driver! "

"Yeah well you take him them, and you get so distracted when driving"

"But he hates me!"

"Stop being salty and take him"

I was handed to Ricky, he rocked me from side to side, quietly saying little things to me. I remained very upset but it calmed me slightly. I hiccuped as he walked around to the passenger side and got in. I was still freezing so I leaned into his warm chest. Ricky looked so damn happy.

"Guess he's loves me more now. Ha!"

David sighed

" You are unbelievable"

He grabbed soemthing from the back seat

"Here he's probably cold"

It was a baby blanket, a soft, fluffy baby blanket. With a duck pattern

I latched onto it. Soft things always helped calm me down.

Ricky chuckled at me and wrapped the blanket more around me.

"I'm sure you're tired baby bear, you can take a nap now, it's a long way home"

I fell asleep warm for the first time in a while.

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"Babe I don't know about this"

"We've been in the car for an hour now, where's this coming from"

David pulled up to the creepy old warehouse where we could finally be getting out baby boy.

"I don't know, this place creeps me out"

"Ricky this is out last option, I know they're not exactly humane but think of it this way. We're saving our baby from whatever these other freaks are here for"

" Ok, let's go"

We both got out of the car and walked into the main building. Our hands laced together, we sat in the back.

"Ok Ricky remember we can't spend all our money so have some restraint, if you can manage"

"Sure babe"

Multiple kids came and went. I nearly cried at the site of some of them. But then he appeared on stage.

"Ok, our next item is Wren Adams, he is 15 years old and is 4 foot 5. He is very underweight and will need to medical help. Now let's start the bidding at 3,000"

He was perfect, he was so small, he needed a damn hug. I made intense eye contact with David, he nodded.

"3,500!"

The price kept climbing and David was squeezing hand harder and harder but I didn't care. I need him

"100,000!"

My hand was nearly crushed by David but it was worth it. I could tell David was happy too, he was smiling the entire time we payed and waited for Wren.

Now that we were in the car on our way home with our new baby boy. I knew it was gonna be hard to introduce him to the whole babying thing but I had a feeling he'd fit in with it.

Every now and then he'd whine in his sleep and snuggle into me. It killed me everytime. I was basically dead by the time we reached the house.

Carrying him inside seemed to have woken him up. He began panicking a bit

"Wha what? where am I?"

I shushed him and carried him to the couch while David grabbed the page of rules we had written a while ago before sitting down next to us.

"Wren, you're ok, let's just sit down and go over a couple of things"