Escape Part 2 A Sad Reality
Part Two Monster. Eleven months later.
The air was cold, traffic was hell thankfully Brom was walking. His somewhat skimpy tattered clothing was leaving him quite chilled. Even with his generously thick coat of fur he felt cold. It had been almost four days since he had been treated to the taste of an honest meal & over a month since he had washed is fur. New York was like that, unforgiving. As he walked up to the steps towards his shared apartment he began to think about how amazing America was supposed to be.
As Brom walked down the hall towards the 350 square feet apartment he could hear his roommate hard at work with a client inside. "Oh yes fuck me harder" Though it seemed out of place in In most civilized society this is what Brom came home to nearly every day. Across the hall now a shrill scream rang out followed by someone yelling "Get the fuck out bitch" A female arctic fox completely naked came running out of the room. Her fur stained a deep shade of yellow from being filthy made evident the white powder around the left side of her nose. Her eyes where bloodshot as she ran down the hall. About half way tripping on her own tail and Landing on the floor. The man in the room had now entered the hall. He was a large male fox bright orange but also filthy. He too was stoned out of his mind.
He shouted down the hall "if you don't want to be my bitch than you can't have the powder anymore. Go ahead run you'll just come crawling back when you need your next hit!" and with that he walked back through his door slamming it behind him, ignoring Brom as if he wasn't even there.
The naked body of the female didn't move. Brom slowly walked over and pressed on her wrist checking for a pulse. He didn't find one. She was dead overdosed from too much blow.
There was no phone to call 911, and even if there was no one would come. She wouldn't have any money to pay for hospital fees. Such a shame she could have been the next president or cured cancer, but instead she was lying on the floor dead in front of Brom. He dropped her hand and walked towards the door for his apartment, for the second time in eight months a tear rolled down his muzzle as he entered the door without another word.
He looked up to his roommate Felix who was being double penetrated by two lions both obviously quite in the moment. Pulling one of their cocks from his mouth he called over to Brom "you want in I will split the earnings 50/50" sitting at a desk straight across from the only bed in the room Brom simply replied "no" his back to Felix he wasn't even making eye contact. So Felix carried on as Brom tried to look busy with some papers on the desk.
It was nearly an hour until the lions had finished up and left. Brom still at the desk and Felix buck naked lying on the bed fast asleep. Over by the door two hundred dollars sat neatly on a side stool. Felix always meant well but days like today Brom felt bad for him. Giving his body to two men for only a hundred dollars each. He then began to think of his own personal situation and realized that he wasn't much better off. He had been raped drugged all for money. In the sex trade things always seemed to work out this way.
For over a month he had been missing his old life back home. However going back was not an option. His family had been waiting for his arrival at LAX and by the time he had got there the police where ready and escorted him to jail for acts against a foreign organization. They left him there for just over a month. This is where he learned "or was forced" to perform certain acts to survive. By the time he was released all he wanted to do was run. His family had frozen all of his assets leaving him with nothing except a one way fist class ticket home. He traded it for a ticket to New York and had been living with Felix ever since.
Felix made a good roommate. Even after sleeping with him several times with clients and just the two of them, the nature of business allowed for them to be emotionally unattached. Strictly work. Fucking sucking and whatever the clients wanted or had the cash to pay for.
They split the rent and each had the room whenever they required it. It wasn't much. But it was enough.
Brom's life was sad though. All he wanted was to be free, yet in the end that always seemed to be out of reach.
After standing looking at Felix sleeping for around ten minutes Brom took of the few clothes he had on, crawled into the bed pulled the covers over both of them and drifted off to sleep.
Brom didn't know what time he had fallen asleep but morning came too quickly. By the time he rolled out of bed it was 11.30. Felix had gone for the day probably of with a client somewhere. Broms rumbling stomach reminded him that it had been quite some time since he had had a real meal. He looked over to the desk he had waited at so patiently and slid out a single twenty dollar bill from underneath it.
It was all he had. He really needed it to last but food came at a high price in the city that never sleeps. Just as he was changing into clothes for the day and wondering what cuisine he would be dining with Eggs, pizza, or pasta he heard a knock on the door. "Hello is this the residence of a Brom Banks?"
Brom sung the door open half naked to see a slick looking husky at the door of thin build and looking quite unsettled his ears flat against his head, as if death and poverty might slap him across the face.
He was wearing a business suit and a large parka. "You wouldn't happen to be Brom Banks would you" he said with a slightly desperate tone in his voice "yes I am come on in"
The husky sat at the chair by the desk and faced Brom now sitting on the bed.
Almost ten minutes passed before the Husky broke the silence "My name is Slate and I have come on behalf of CiTi bank" Brom's ears perked up he had been hoping this day would come for just over eleven months. "I have come to tell you the funds in your account have been unfrozen. You have right access to them. Funny how they got frozen in the first place, whoever gave the word to do so must have been of a very high rank. But well the corporate structure has seen some change lately and they took the order of your account"
"Are you joking with me?"
"No dead serious"
"Well then um.... I will need be brought to the bank as so I can remove my funds"
They stared at each other once again in an okward silence.