The second time I was arrested as a juvenile, I went back to the Youth Detention Center in Victoria B.C.. It was located on Pembroke Street. After being released I lived on the streets of Victoria. I had no family or home to go to since I seemed to of been a problem neither of my parents wanted to deal with. Before my first arrest I lived with a man who had drug and a stability problem. He, as I later found out, was a career criminal. Which I can at least say that both my parents were not. My dad was a truck driver and my mom was a stay at home wife.

Trevor was the name of the man I lived with before my first arrest. When I was first given to Trevor and his girlfriend, JoAnne, I lived in the same apartment complex as my mom. They soon moved from that apartment to live in Sooke, with me in tow. It only took a few months before Trevor left both his girlfriend and myself. I thought I would never hear from him again but on the last day of school he showed up to ask if I wanted to come live with him, instead of going back to JoAnne’s. i moved into his new place and my life drastically changed.

I imagine everything Trevor was doing was kept hidden from me for those first few months. Inside the new place , everything Trevor did was openly exposed to me. His thirst for pain medication , the inner workings of taking other people’s credit cards and running them until they were cancelled, the desire for a woman’s company and getting them to assist in acquiring those credit cards. His inner circle of friends who were career criminals, just like he was. There was no talk about getting a good job or finding the right kind of friends. Everyday was about the next scam or easy score , all so they could acquire more pain medication or even better , a bunch of heroin.

I had never seen a person inject themselves before living with Trevor. Watch someone crush pain medication up and put it in a spoon. Add water , heat and then, with a piece of cotton rolled up into a ball, place it on the end of the syringe and suck up the dope. He would then tie his arm up with a belt, just over the middle of his upper arm and inject the dope into a vein. He tied himself off because after injecting a few hundred times , it was hard to see any of his veins clearly. Using the belt brought the veins closer to the surface, which made injecting so much easier.

It was a ritual which I watched everyday. One day he asked if I was still a virgin. I guess my mouth must of dropped open, not really knowing what to say or how I was supposed to respond. Trevor kind of chuckled but I saw the glint of amusement on his face. He repeated the question in a different way. ” Have you fucked a girl yet ? “. I felt a bit of shame and embarrassment as I replied , No ! He laughed and left with the native lady he had showed up with. They both seemed to be around the same age , in their middle to late 30’s. I was told not to go anywhere and he would be back.

When they came back to the apartment , they were with a younger girl that was maybe 20. I honestly could not understand at the time , what the hell was going on. Looking back I guess it should of been obvious . I was only 14 and I had just got out of school a couple of weeks earlier. This lifestyle was still very new to me and I was just starting to understand a little bit of it. I had not seen or been involved with manipulation tactics or reading people and knowing their intent. I was taking a lot in for the first time and trying to understand my place. This was nothing even close to living with my family only a couple years ago. I did not have any real alternatives so I tried to do whatever I had to , to keep a roof over my head.

After a few seconds had gone by , once they were all inside the apartment, Trevor told me to strip ! It was not question. When I did not immediately do as I was told he spoke a little louder, with annoyance in his voice. Strip ! Take your clothes off ! I started to do as I was told. Being honest with you, I still did not fully understand what exactly was going to happen but I knew I was no longer going to be a virgin after whatever Trevor had planned.

When I got down to my underwear I stopped. The shyness in me was overwhelming. Trevor noticed right away why I stopped and in a much gentler tone he told me to take the underwear off too. He also said that the first native lady and himself were going into his bedroom. While he was speaking I took my underwear off. Once I was naked they started to walk to the back bedroom. Over his shoulder Trevor told me to go sit on the couch beside the other girl.

I think the other girl on the couch saw the confusion and shock on my face. She told me it is ok and just to come sit beside her. She was a young native girl and I thought she was pretty but I did not know her. What was the reason for her doing this and why is she doing this ? I did not have the answers at the time but I knew Trevor knew that I was a virgin still, so I guess this is going to come to an end. He was going to get me laid.

It was very odd when she took all of her clothes off and straddled my lap and gave me a kiss. It was warm and soft. Not too forceful but she definitely let me know that she was ok with what we were doing and this was going to happen. She got up from me once she got me hard and told me to get up. She laid down and instructed me to lay on top of her. She guided me in and I was over the moon. My head had so many thoughts but all I knew was this was ok. She said it was ! II came before to long and remember saying ‘I love you”, to a person I did not even know.

My head was in a whirlwind and I was so confused for a laundry list of reasons. Both ladies left a short while later. Now that I was alone with Trevor I did not know what to say. Trevor did ask me if it felt good and if I’m ok. I did not know how to react to his question but I did say I was ok. I was very upset that I did not know how I was supposed to feel. I had been brought up that you have sex when you get married so I was just trying to process everything. I remember thinking to myself that I am a man now and need to start acting like one. Although the morale values that I thought the world lived by were not the same set of morals that were governing this place.

So if I was wrong with that idea, what else am I wrong about. Having sex was awesome but I did not want my first time to be like that ! Trevor brought a lot of different ladies through the house but most were only there for the night. A couple different woman did stick around for a week or two. I remember one of these women had a facial flaw above her left eye. She was pretty though and extremely nice to be around. I remember liking her when Trevor first brought her around. One of the very rare people I actually liked that was in Trevor’s company of friends.

One day I had gotten up and jumped in the shower. I guess Trevor woke up shortly after me since he came into the bathroom and told me to leave the water running so he could jump in. I did as I was told and grabbed a big towel, wrapped it around myself and told Trevor the shower is open. As I walked out, he walked in. I walked into the living room to look outside and see what kind of day it is . I was toweling myself dry as I went towards the balcony window. I was literally shocked when I turned around to go back to the bedroom to put some cloths on. Trevor’s girlfriend who I liked was sitting in a chair facing the balcony window.

I had the towel over my head trying to dry my hair. She was sitting in the chair staring at me and then my cock. then she repeated the process. I know I was still very new to everything that was going on around me but I knew she was indicating an interest in me. I was overwhelmed and flattered. Not a single word was spoken between either of us. She kept staring at my cock and my cock started to get hard. So I slowly walked towards her. She reached out for my cock as I got close and brought her mouth down onto me. Before long I came down her throat and went back into my bedroom to get dressed.

I laid down on the bed after I got dressed. I was trying to process the second time I have ever had a sexual experience. I remember thinking if I would be in trouble if I told Trevor what had happened. I did not know the answer to that question. Next thing I know is Trevor is in my room yelling at me. Saying something along the line of how dare you fuck one of my women. Now I’m going to fuck you !

He was so mad at me. I had never seen him react to something I did like this. Just remember a lot of screaming at me. Also him repeatedly saying take your fuckin pants off. He said if I think it is ok to fuck his woman then he is going to fuck me. I had to guess he was serious because he had a knife in his hand and brought it up to my throat when I said ,”NO !” I have never wanted to have sex with a man and I definitely did not have the slightest interest in having any man have sex with my ass. So I repeated myself, NO. He said if you do not take your pants off right now I am going to kill you !

I was in a really bad spot at this point. I had already witnessed him smashing a beer bottle into someone’s throat which sprayed blood allover our apartment about a week earlier. So I had to take him at his word. I firmly looked him in the eyes, without wavering and told him that he may as well fuckin kill me because you are not going to be fucking my ass. I could tell he was disappointed and confused at the same time. I waited for the knife to slid across my throat. It did not happen. I remember Trevor saying ,What? So I repeated myself. Not aggressively or mean but matter of fact. “You are not going to be fucking my ass so if you need to do this, kill me !”

He slowly pulled the blade away from my throat and backed away off his mounted position over me. He never disconnected his gaze from mine and he kept slowly backing away from me. He did finally speak as he looked from the floor, where one of his feet were placed and told me I was never to be fucking any pussy he brings into this house unless he says it is ok. I knew to take this as the only mercy he was going to give me. I was terrified but resolved which helped me in that situation. I knew it was only going to be a matter of time until something bad was going to happen to me.

Within a couple weeks I got arrested for the first time and placed in Juvenile Detention. It seemed to me it was better in here than at Trevor’s place. So when I got out it did not take a long time before I went back inside. The second charge was two theft charges. I was given 6 months.