Fragile Future *shadowpook and I*

"i'm going to pretend your talking about a girl adn try and figure out wihat i would say then."

SHayne gave a smal smirk

"What you laughing at?"

"Never expected to be talking about boyfriends to you. Or ANY of my mates to be honest.

"Well, i'm thinking girls, but basically yeah."

Shayne sighed and kicked an empty coke can across the street "Ugh, Why did I moan about my life before?"

"Cos you were a spiolt brat?"

"I know" sighed Shayne "I had everything i wanted, Fresh clothes everyday, good meals, people who cared, I didn;t have to shit. No I've been wearing these for about two months, I havent got shit, I'm eating out the frickin bins half the time cause neither me or Ray can afford anything and the only things anyoen gives a shit about is how much I can earn"

"How much do your earn?"

"I don;t want to go into it. It's disgusting"

Mikey looked at him and shook his head

SHayne didn't lok at him "I disgust myself Mikey, What else should I feel?"

"you could get out if you tried."

"I have tried" said Shayne "Got a knife dragged across my shoulder and collar bone and an X engraved on my back"

"ypou could pay them back...?"

"I've worked myself into more debt than i had from the drugs just living. besides, I'm not gettin' out of there and leaving Ray in that mess."

"Go to your parents and ask for money. Say you wont bother them again after that. Get enough to get you and Ray out. You could at least put that as a last resort."

"Ask My parents?" laughed Shayne bitterly "The same people who want the drug addicted faggot they're ashamed to call their son to go and die in teh gutter? Yeah, like they'll help"

"if you leave them alone after that they might."

"I'm not going up there alone, And I don;t want Ray to see where I came from. He knows I was some stupid rich kid but..."

"i'll come." shrugged Mikey. "You always had good food."

Shayne gave a smal smile "Ok, lets go" he said, standing up.

Mikey shrugged and stood up

Eventually Shayne Got u there and rang the doorbell, feeling weirdly cruffy in his ripped skinnys, Scruffy convere, slightly oversized Tshirtand greasy hair.

The maid opened the door. "hello. How may i help you?"