[He doesn't know how long he's been here. When he'd been led into the cramped motel room in the middle of God Only Knows Where and told to wait on the bed, the sun had still been up. There aren't any clocks or radios in here, the TV doesn't work, and from what he can see through the cracks in the blinds, it's been dark out for a while now. Nobody's come to check on him.
The door is locked from the outside. Of course it is. He had to try it, right? Although it's not like he would have anywhere to go if Caesar had been stupid enough to leave it unlocked. Even if Kurt hadn't run away from home, it's not like his family would take him back now. Everything considered, he's lucky Caesar took him in. The work is grueling and soul-crushing, sure, but at least he's fed and safe. Right?
Maybe not for much longer. Sometimes Caesar's boys go out for work and just... never return. Rumor has it they get sold off. As he sits there curled up against the headboard, hugging his legs to his chest, Kurt is starting to fear that's what's happening to him. He can only hope and pray that whoever walks through the door next isn't there to hurt him.]
shh dont judge cw: sex trafficking and probably just everything tbh
The door is locked from the outside. Of course it is. He had to try it, right? Although it's not like he would have anywhere to go if Caesar had been stupid enough to leave it unlocked. Even if Kurt hadn't run away from home, it's not like his family would take him back now. Everything considered, he's lucky Caesar took him in. The work is grueling and soul-crushing, sure, but at least he's fed and safe. Right?
Maybe not for much longer. Sometimes Caesar's boys go out for work and just... never return. Rumor has it they get sold off. As he sits there curled up against the headboard, hugging his legs to his chest, Kurt is starting to fear that's what's happening to him. He can only hope and pray that whoever walks through the door next isn't there to hurt him.]