"Ya look lost," a thick accented voice said behind me.  I turned around and saw a man in a purple jacket and sneaker standing there. 
     "Yeah I kinda am.  I don't know this city and I can't find my apartment," I said scratching the back of my neck. 
    "Well What's yer address?"
     "I don't know."
     "Well ya can stay with me tonight." The man then walked next to me and we started down the road.  "The name's Christian by the way."
     "I'm Scotty or my lovers call me 407," I said as we walked up to an apartment building.  "When do people come collect money?"
     "Ya talkin bout the BBS then they come every Saturday, Tuesday and Thursday. It's Tuesday by the way," he said as we walked into a small apartment.  "Ya got a job?"
     "No that's the issue, I have to find one soon though." Christian grabbed a pillow and blanket and set them on the couch. 
    "Sorry it's a small apartment and there's only one bed.  Ya goin to have to sleep on the couch."
    "It's fine.  Thank you for letting me stay here."
    "It's no problem have a good sleep." He then walked down a hall to what I think is a bedroom.  I laid on the couch and quickly fell asleep. 
     I woke up the next morning to Christian making breakfast.  I slowly sat up and looked over at him.  He was making bacon and eggs. 
     "Mornin sleepin beauty," he said teasingly. 
    "Yeah whatever.  I need to get a job do you know where to get one?" I asked walking over to him in the kitchen. 
     "Yah yer best bet is to get one at a coffee shop," he said setting food on two plates. 
     "Okay I'm going to go find one today."
~Timeskip end of day~
     I've searched the entire day and couldn't find a single job.  It was like the world didn't want me to get a job.  I then didn't have a place to stay again because I couldn't find my apartment.  This day was just bad and it was going to get worse tomorrow.  I walked around a corner and my heart almost stopped.  It was the building with the apartment I was in when I woke up.  I quickly ran inside and found the apartment with the numbers 407.  I tried the knob and it was unlocked.  I went inside and went to the bedroom.  I looked at myself in the mirror and saw I was still very bruised from the other day. 
     I laid in bed and tried to go to bed but my thoughts kept going to the BBS.  They were dangerous and I didn't have money to give them tomorrow.  My eyes finally got heavy and I fell asleep. 
     I woke once again to pounding on my door.  I got up and walked to the living room.  I inhaled and opened the door.  The men were standing in the hall and looked ticked. 
     "Do you have the money?" Pig mask asked angrily. 
     "What do you think?" I asked.  "I haven't even found a job yet."
     "Well then we're going to have to do something to persuade you to look a little harder," Hockey mask said and I was dragged out of the apartment.  This time I looked to see what street we were on and the building number.  Like last time I was shoved into the suv And we headed down the road.  We got back to the warehouse and went inside.  Just as last time there were others in the building. 
     "Him again.  Wow he must be bad," a man with a suit and sandals said. 
     "Yeah we're going to try to persuade him a little to get the money," pig mask said shoving me to the ground again.  I need to get home soon or I'll die here, I thought as the men started to beat on me.  What if they do kill me?  What if I never get back to my lovers and family?  I hadn't realized it but tears came from my eyes at those thoughts. 
     The attack hadn't stopped and the men didn't seem to care that I was crying.  I'm never getting out of here and I'll never see any of them again. More tears came and I cried harder. 
     "What are you guys doing?!" A new voice asked but I couldn't see who since I put my face in my arms. 
     "Nothing too serious we're just tying to persuade him to get the money," the voice of Monkey mask said. 
     "Well I think he's had enough persuasion for today, now just let him go home," the new voice said and there was grumbling but the assault didn't come back.  I was dragged to my feet and pulled outside by hockey mask. 
     "Don't let us take you again or you'll be dead," he said and walked back inside.  I then started on my way home.  

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Man I'm sick again good thing I'm on spring break I don't want to miss any more school 'Till next time Scott out.