Tuesday 5 May 2015

chapter 2 . holy shit selling me away

I found my way back home crying my eyes out, sniffing as  i made my way towards a place which my mom calls home and what i call a whore house...

tears stung my eyes... causing me to stop out side my house  and sit down, i sobbed uncontrollably, all i ever wanted to do was go to art school... to sit there sharing my ideas, being someone, not having to deal with my mother and her lovers or how they treated me, to stop working for a jack ass who just wants to sleep with me, my college is all i had , and thats gone to... not being loved, being alone... its all im worth..

i hear a sharp piercing scream and gun shots from my apartment... i know my mom is shitty but i still have to check on her... i make my way upstairs and hide behind a pillar as i see 6 men walking out of my apartment.. " yes sir hes dead, i warned the woman, we will be expecting our package in 3 days "  said a tall bulky guy who looked like he just escaped from prison , he's dead? warned woman? so moms okay ?! i whimpered as i saw blood pool around my door entrance and i heard my mother screaming, i quickly ran inside to my mom who was holding jake's lifeless corpse.... oh god oh god oh god holy fucking nipples , holy shit ... fuck fuck fuck.. cocks and tits and shits and fucks ....

I paced around crying trying to gather my thoughts as my mom started screaming at me " they're coming they're coming! i cant give them it, i cant, i cant!!!!!!

"WHAT DID YOU DO MOM? WHY ARE THERE GUYS WITH MOTHER FUCKING GUNS  AND WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU TAKE, GIVE WHAT BACK ?!"

she came up to me and hugged me, she always did this when she wanted money for crack..."baby" she started, "now baby lemme tell you something aight, a month ago, this guy who was my client... he's one of the big guys , i took something from him, his names Marco black... and the guys came baby they just want their money back thats all so all we gotta do is pay it back"

"YOU WHAT! how much money !?" i shrieked

"40 k baby , its alright, you can pay it back we can ! i know it i love you so much"

"mama 40 fucking k? you could have helped us ! helped us live better what did you spend it on huh ? drugs ? alcohol? huh? " i said crying

" gambling baby.. and high quality drugs i promise you they're healthy" she whispered shouted ..... shes fucking crazy, i have a crack ass for a mother thats it were fucking dead... im fucking dead why dont i just hang myself from the fan... oh wait.. we dont have a fan you know why? cuz were to FUCKING POOR..
if it wasnt for my mothers bullshit, i could be fucking paying people to have a breakdown for me instead of me going through this bullshit myself.. no id have servants to wipe my ass and lick my shit if i wanted! but noo she is ... fucking..... crazy... thats it she is crazy... explains everything.

"baby" she said... " hes giving us three days, or the same thing will happen to us like it did to my jake.. oh my baby jake!" she held her chest and wailed..." hes going to kill me too and you if we dont give him 40 k by day after " she sobbed

 everything i had was already gone, my mother, my dad, my future, my talent, my chance at living....

i looked at her emotionless and whispered... " i'll get you your forty k"...

she held her chest and cried in joy....i sighed as i took out my phone and dailed..."hey, mark... ill join the auction...."


chapter 1 screw me over

Ughhhh I mentally groaned as I heard my alarm beep.... Fuckme,dayjuststartedandIhateit already I thought ...
Well I actually hated my life since I could remember I'm 18 years old and I have to get up to fucking wait tables at mother fucking 8 am at a local bar.. FUCK ME not like my mother cares, or gives a shit... We would practically be on the street if I hadn't got this job ...
The ceiling was broken down.. Holes, plaster coming off, paint peeling off..
Yeah I even had a big hole through my fucking floor... I saw my neighbour jacking off... I quickly placed the rug over the hole... Well at least I don't have to pay for my breakfast . my father died when i was born my mom said, she said his dick rot of for fucking women and the disease spread..i dont believe that... the dick rotting off part ofcourse..

i mentally groan and walk over to the small mirror and wardrobe, grab tights and a hoodie, with a white tee with a slightly long neck which shows off abit of my cleavage. I put on abit of mascara  to my dark long eyelashes , my icy blue eyes staring right at me ,and i apply  lip gloss to my perky lips... yep as good as i can get...... i hope not...

i hop down the stairs with my bag, and stop in my tracks when i hear moaning of my mom is normal.. but i hear a guy grunting too?

"mom?" i ask as i look at what is going on in front of my fucking eyes!!!! holy mother of fucking CHRIST....!!

my mama is stark naked with a guy known as Jake , her "current" lover, snorting strips of cocaine off my moms A cups....yeah no not the kiddy coke which you drink, not the soda you have with meals, its cocaine! the one people get addicted to and die? yeah that, fuck my mom snorts 24 hours, has it in the morning, night, evening, afternoon, fuck even between her meals, that woman is fucked, she never is like a mom to me... never was... shes a prostitute, the low class ones, which is why were living at a dump, apparently she didnt know what a pill was back then, or a condom, or even keeping her fucking scrawny legs closed.... who am i kidding... she doesnt know what THAT even is. She said i was an accident...

EWWWWWWEWWW EWWW EWWW EWWWW EWWW EWWWWWW! " mom WHAT THE FUCK !!!! do you have to do this right now!? its fucking 8 am!" i shreiked, Jake turned his head to look at me, he sniffed and stared at me undressing me with his eyes as my mother laughed.... she was so fucking high....

" ay ma why dont  cha come ere and show me those fine ass tits baby girl, mmmhhh you a hoe too? id fuck you day in and out ma" jake said while coming closed to me

anger filled me , fuck i aint gonna take shit from that guy , ive taken it before too, he tried raping me... i always got away.. lets just say... i dont wanna talk about what happened with me before ....

" why dont you take that smelly dick and shove it up yo 'mas' ass? huh? now fucking leave me alone you fugly shit" i spat

"eh yo chloe yo ever taught this slut any manners or were ya too busy sucking dick your whole life ma?" he asked my mom who answered in fits of laughter

" eh i was way to mofuckin busy sucking yo dick boo!" she said as she laughed uncontrollably... you know the funny thing is, were white... my moms white.. and she talks like shes black.. and those thug type talks to... i roll my eyes as i bite down on my tongue so that i say anything stupid.

"seems like i gotta teach this hoe some ways then" he said as he slapped me causing me to fall backwards on the floor, he whipped his dick out stroking it " now show me what your worth hoe" he said as he came close with his dick in his hands throbbing

my mom kept laughing at the scene in front of us as she yelled " rape that slut! kill her !" she giggled...

"mom please " i whimpered.. "no!" i kicked him straight in the balls as i made a run for it grabbing my bag and my things and i ran with tears falling down my pink cheeks...

im a virgin.. yes i saved my cherry for the love of my life to pop.. i want my first time to be special.. not by some cheap ass man whore.

I entered the neighbourhoods streets, filled with alcohol, smelled like piss and cigarettes and dried up cum, of trust me i know how that smells cuz of my mama.

i avoided eye contact, looked down as i felt eyes on me sizing me up and down, ugh pigs i thought as i made my way towards the local bar.

lets say this bar had perverts or had alcohol addicts or strippers who looked for a quick fix..

i put my apron on... "lets do this shit" i encouraged myself as i began to wait tables

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*3 hours later*

I grab my tips and count... lets make this clear...i do not get much at all, the only guys who gave me a high tip was the old guy who managed to see my cleavage. fuck me..... " great" i muttered as i summed my total tips which was guess what 5 dollars .... i couldn't even buy decent tampons with these!

I looked over at the bar to see mark, our manager/ prostitute trafficker / douche/ womaniser, who hates me because i refused to suck his dick.. i muster up all my courage, okay mia your gonna go there and ask for your pay and a raise, you have your college tuition and rent , each is behind three months because your mother couldn't do rehab..

"hey mark " i say smiling, eww is he watching porn  on his phone and jacking off? i stare at his length a blush... " you here to suck my dick?" he asks while staring at my tits..

" umm no just here for my pay, ill come back later if your uh busy" i stated while looking away.... why the FUCK ... doesn't even make sense, he's in a bar!!!

"no you slut,turn towards me and show me them tits now, mhhh yeah you like this " he whimpered as he came in a glass.... what in the blue fuck.... just ignore him just ignore him, you need the job, you need your money...

"so yeah your pay ? what the fuck for huh?" he asked never taking his eyes off my tits..." to fucking get DD's? they are already C cups, fucking hot tits you got there, too bad your not up for auction hun, they will fuck you dry but you get paid alot, rich men go there, for a good fuck, and give thousands , and for virgins fuck they'd buy you like gold, around 50 k above good thing i know people... you want in ma? he asked , still staring at my tits, jeez the fuck is wrong with this guy.

" no i dont wanna be sold off like a whore...my pay would be just fine, i was wondering if you could give me a raise?" i asked while smiling

" you gonna suck my dick"? he asked

"what?.. no " i answered looking at him like a fucking alien...

he came close .. too close and whispered.." then no raise for you " he threw my days pay on my face , i sat on the floor gathering my money, to see him staring at my tits.... " jack ass " i muttered under my breath as i got up and left....

i sat outside counting my money... 17,18,19,20,21,22,23..... twenty three dollars..... i went to the net cafe which had mrs parson, who always sat there googling if mice could speak English.... what the fuck right ?

so i sat down on a cheap ass computer which i had to punch to get started. i logged into my gmail and received an email from my college...


Dear miss Richards

we are displeased to inform you that your enrolment in our college of arts has been cancelled due to unpaid college fee structure..

thats all i read when i broke down crying.... my dreams, my only chance of getting out of this shit hole is gone... i sobbed, i have nothing.. no mom , no dad,  no fucking house soon, no college... no money....i have nothing now..