To be honest, Caden hadn't taken his age into account when his parents had banned him from going outside. Sure he'd argued and tried to fight his corner, but his dad was built like a machine.  He had muscle, fat and was a great deal taller than him, so if it came to fighting, he knew who'd win. "I grew tired to arguing with them Mel... The house is guarded and there's cameras all over the place" he said with a small sigh. "If it were that easy I'd have jumped out a window... I did try" but even if he'd managed, he had no idea where Mel or anyone lived. Not once had he been round to anyone's house. Everything he did was out in an ally or hidden behind a car, in a toilet area or at a club. He respected everyone's privacy and never asked to sleep over anywhere because he couldn't take anyone back to his house for the sheer fear he felt about their view of him changing. He didn't have a little cosy house like everyone else. He lived in a mansion with lots of land... He wasn't even sure what Mel would think of him if he found out...<br/><br/>"It's not about not wanting to speak Mel, it's about not knowing how to tell you or what you'll do or say if I tell you or anyone the truth..." he said honestly in a quiet tone. He felt like he was on the verge of breaking down and he knew if Mel or anyone hugged him he'd just crumble. "I don't want to put my problems on your shoulders". But it was true, he'd never heard or seen Mel properly raise his voice. He always seemed to know the correct thing to say and he always knew how to make him feel better. But when he spoke about a 'Dangerous position' he arched a brow and questioned the remark "What do you mean?" he asked taking a sip from his coffee.<br/><br/>"Pfft, I should've known you'd miss me. I'm surprised you didn't send out a search party" he said with a little smile setting on his face. But it still wasn't his usual. He was trying hard to break the barrier, but he just didn't have it in him.<br/><br/>He followed Mel into the break room and took a seat in the chair that Mel had pulled out for him. "Thanks Mel... I'll be here and I'm alright for food... I've not long had something" he lied as his eyes started scanning around the room to look at the various articles that were displayed. They were just like Mel... Always willing to help anyone if they were having some trouble.<br/><br/>But Mel didn't leave him waiting too long. Soon enough the smaller male came back into the room and took the seat opposite him. He'd set his coffee down on the table and folded his legs slightly under the chair he was sitting on to stop his legs from swinging like a child. He didn't like feeling trapped, but it was a trick his dad had shown him to keep him still. But he was taken aback a little when Mel reached over to brush a strand of his fringe from his face.<br/><br/>The question made him shrug his shoulders and slightly wriggle slightly on the seat. He wasn't sure why, but the palms of his heads felt sweaty and his eyes dropped to look at the table between them. "I dunno... It's been a month" he said looking down at his clothes when Mel gestured to them. Then there was the question about 'someone' hurting him... How the hell could he respond to that? it just made him sink slightly in the seat and his poker face slightly wavered a little. "I don't and can't go anywhere Mel. You won't understand if I told you everything and my parents have the system wrapped around their fingers... I can't tell anyone" he said trying to talk himself out of it. But what if Mel managed to work everything out without him saying anything? would that still be braking the rules?<br/><br/>"Damn it..." he wasn't even swearing any more and smoking was out the window. The first two weeks had been hard but finally things started to get a little easier. He ran his hands through his hair in frustration and took in a large breath to try and calm his nerves a little. "If I give you a company name... maybe it'll help you work things out a little. I'm sure if you look on the net you'll find all the information... or some of it to understand the situation" he said letting his hands fall to rest back in his lap. "Just promise to keep all this to yourself... I know you will. But I need to hear it Mel". He was treading on dangerous ground and he didn't want to get Mel into any kind of trouble either. He wouldn't be able to forgive himself if that ever happened.