You have been caught and bought

Your father was killed for harboring a hiding space for you all these years! Inside the house they had entered a closet and pulled out an outlets socket revealing a small oddly shaped key that looked like a small brass pyramid. They pulled aside the carpet in the floor and put they pyramid in a hole shaped for it perfectly and watched as small sparks flew and the ground turned to a staircase a mile down.

*Flashback*

Your father was a a well known international architect in his hay-day leaving west Africa to make the impossible reality before he met your mother Ireland. They chose a quiet town in the America's called Corydon, Indiana and raised you as you grew older. Your father was allowed to build whatever he pleased as a gift given by the peace corp. for all his help and when he came to America he changed his name and began building. It was hard being the only biracial child in school where you were teased for your brown afro and green eyes but you didn't care as you looked different and were proud. Your father got his supplies from an "underground railroad" of sorts as a thank you allowing him to build deeper and deeper in your small home where you assumed nobody could see or hear you. "Come here I have a surprise for you son!" you remember him saying. Your father had pulled out the socket and grabbed the brass pyramid and said, "I know how much you love Egypt and wanted to go when you were younger so this is the key" he placed the pyramid in the ground and it sparked revealing a wall with stone stairs protruding from it and spiraling down a deep cylinder shaped room lit by glowing mushrooms planted in the wall. Inside was a T.V., a bed that could go into the wall for when you wanted to sleep and even a chest filled with all the things you loved! "Me and your mother know you have been having a hard time and we both think you deserve this."

It was better than the library you roamed around everyday after school at home!

*End of Flashback*

You sat crying on the floor next to your dead father whom was shot in the head by authorities, his crimson blood covering you as you hugged him one last time. "TURN AROUND NOW!" You heard an officer yell at you as he brought out handcuffs and a scanner to tag your I.D. . "Huh, a breeding bitch without an owner... Let's fix that." He kicked you in the back of the car ignoring your tears as you rode for hours to a large city in who knows where, you were to busy lamenting the last family you ever had. "Brought this twink for the auction!" He said pushing you to your knees as another man scanned you over, "ha this'll be good."

After 4 hours people were still betting on you until you saw something fammiliar, a friend and the one person who ever stood up for you. A boy you knew since 4th grade was in the audience with a worried look, he was blonde and at least a foot and a half taller than you in all of your memories and not much had changed apparently. He was around 2 feet taller than you were with golden hair and sapphire eyes, His skin was as pale as an Easter lily and his freckles looked like specks of redwood. His lithe form stood far above the crowd with a worried look until you heard him say "500,000 for small, brown and green eyed." you were scared he changed. After they stripped you of your chains and clothes you were given to him with his initials tattooed into your back between your shoulder blades. You got in his truck weeping "I can't believe you're gonna take my virginity away with you college savings!" He flicked the back of your head and said "NO! I just saw you and needed to get you out of there, I always saw you like a little brother!" Your blush had shown through your tan skin as he drove you to his home. "My dad was killed too so in the middle of the forest I guess it is just us." he said with a sigh sipping moonshine with you. After taking a shower he handed you a stack of clothes and ignoring the fact that it looked like you were wearing drapes you finally had the blood, tears and mud off your body.

The sun hadn't shined since the beginning of the end of the world and it was always cold but at least you felt warm and safe here as you ate venison for supper. You had to sleep on the same queen sized bed sense the ground was hard as bedrock and it was cold as fuck outside. What do you do?