Benefits

Nathan

Ms Candy and I were now in her in her office trying to get a common ground. She narrowed her eyes as she leaned back on her plush, velvet chair. The dim lighting of her boudoir casting shadows on her sharp features.

Ms Candy: Let's go over this one more time, what is it that you want?

Nathan: I want out, off the grid. A new life.

Ms Candy: You want out, Nathan? You think its that easy?

Her voice was husky, laced with amusement and warning. I had my jaws clenched, my eyes locked on Ms Candy's.

Nathan: I've spent most of my life in a cell, prison never agreed with me.

Ms Candy laughed with a laughter so low and throaty.

Ms Candy: Oh Sweetie, you think breaking out of prison was the hard part? That was just the beginning. Now you want to disappear?

She paused for a moment while she lit her cigar.

Ms Candy: I will make you disappear but it comes at a price.

She said leaning forward with her eyes glinting with intrigue, blowing her smoke into my face.

Ms Candy: You see Nathan, my services aren't for the faint of heart. I deal in secrets, in lies, in the shadows. Those who want my help have to be willing to get their hands dirty.

My gaze didn't waver.

Nathan: I am willing to pay. Whatever it takes.

I said with my voice so firm. Ms Candy's smile grew, her lips painted a deep crimson. She clicked her nails on the table while her eyes were locked on me.

Ms Candy: I like your spirit, Nathan. But let's discuss the terms. You see, my help doesn't come cheap. And I don't mean that financially.

She paused, her eyes roving over my face.

Ms Candy: I need someone with...your particular set of skills. Someone who's not afraid to take risks, to bend the rules, to break if necessary.

The atmosphere was thick with tension as my eyes searched Ms Candy face, trying to read her intentions. What did she want from me? What would be the cost for her assistance. I leaned forward with my elbows on the table.

Nathan: What do you need me to do?

Ms Candy's smile grew wider

Ms Candy: Ah, Nathan. I think you and I will get along fine.

She said as she pulled out a cellphone out of her drawer and handed it to me.

Ms Candy: My number is in there, saved and all that. I will keep in touch and give you orders. Tomorrow come back and make your new ID.

She gestured that I get up and leave while she reached in her drawer for her vibrating dildo.

Ms Candy: Oh and Nathan, you're my property now.

She said as I was about to walk out the door. What have I have I gotten myself into. This fag most likely the shadiest person I have crossed paths with. As I walk out the door, my eyes locked to Misha who was waiting for me outside the dim room. She handed me an envelope and I aggressively took them from her slut hands.

Nathan: What's this?!

Misha: Info on your brother Damian. I thought you might want to see him again.

I looked at her long and hard wishing to just pick her eyes out with a screwdriver or legit saw her in half, symmetrically so. I walked out the brothel that reeked as if there was squirt everywhere. When I opened the big brown envelope the first thing I saw was his photo. How he has grown, showed me how much the years have passed. I may pay this boy a visit later but right now I need to get laid. Its been 23 minutes since I last got fucked.

Damian

The day started of as blend. Plain boring morning at home and at school until break time ofcouse. Malik and I were chilling with the other 12th grader boys for the first time and we were up to no good. We were vaping and smoking some good weed from the east. The whole of after break we were high as fuck. Luckily the teachers never came to class and we spent that whole time laughing and eating some of the goodies we bought. Ethan and Fatima tried paying us a visit but we were too high to even grasp the reality of shit. The weed finally got out of our systems and we were either to tired or too full. After school came. Malik and I stayed behind for rugby tryouts. The tryouts went on until it was 16:00 pm and they really tired me out. I went back home and quickly rushed past Danny who was in the living room and went straight to my bedroom. I threw myself on my bed but immediately sat up when I saw my brother standing behind my bedroom door. Got damn I must be pretty much still high, there is no way he was out of prison. Not after what he did. He locked the door and came and sat besides me. He wrapped his arm around me pulling me close to him.

Nathan: Sup little bro? How have you been?

I sat there in silence trying to digest that it was really Nathan Dire that was in my room breathing the same air as me.

Nathan: Why did you not come visit me in prison, didn't you miss me?

I still sat there in silence not even looking at him.

Nathan: Damian its me, your brother.

Damian: I know! But you lost the privilege of being my brother a long time ago. The brother I have is sitting peacefully in the living room.

Nathan: Really, drama much?

Damian: Drama?! Man fuck you! You left all alone to fend for myself all alone! With no one! The neighbors had to get me to a group home where I was ill treated for years before I could get adopted. And Misha, your so cold hearted ex was never to be seen again when you got in prison!

Tears were rolling down my cheeks. He tried to hug me but I pushed him away. He forcefully hugged me tightly and I eventually embarrassed him, clinging so hard on him not wanting to let him go.

Nathan: I'm sorry, I'm here now. I got you baby bro.

He told me how he broke out of prison and was a wanted fugitive, how he wanted to get his life straight and needed a place to stay just for the night. I couldn't let him stay at my crib because there was no room for a fugitive in hiding. I quickly thought of a place but it was too risky yet worth the shot. I reached out for my phone and made a call to Ethan asking him if he could please take Nathan in just for the night. He first drove a hard bargain before agreeing to sneak him in and keep him in his room for the night. Benefits of having a good friend.