No, no, no. Not now!"
This was the first time I'd dared to enter someones house. My lip started to quiver as I slid down the door.
I'd only had scraps of food for the past few days. I was picking through a bin behind a cafe when two servers came out, told me I was worthless. I'd been called worse, but then they started to push me around. I did my best to protect myself, but they punching me; cut my eye. I fell, but I managed to scramble to my feet, and run.
My stomach was turning inside out, I was so hungry. Then I saw the house--big and expensive looking. I thought the house was empty, a guy had just left in a Jeep. I saw an open window and leaned in, it was a bathroom. I hopped on the sill, and then fell inside. I'd told myself that they'd never miss a box of cookies or something.
Then I'd heard the voices; just outside. There was some shouting, the door shuddered as someone fell against it. Then it went quiet.
I heard them talking, laughing as well. I got to my feet and pushed my ear to the door.
"How long does it take?"
"Couple of minutes," the other replied.
"This is going to be sweeeet."
"You're first, like we planned. Then I'll call you after a couple of days and we'll swap. That's cool with you Logan, right?" I could hear someone getting a slap. "No, I didn't think you'd be complaining about it.