A Stripper's Daughter

Chapter 1

I Stared In Shock As My Mom Showed Off Her New Engagement Ring. I Really Can't Believe This Bitch Is Getting Married! And To A PIMP Nonetheless! I Mean Come On Now....They've Only Been Together 6 Fucking Months!

"Congrats." I Said.

"Thanks Baby! I'm So Happy!" She Said.

"Me Too." Said Carl, The Pimp. I Froze As He Joined In On The Hug. He Rubbed My Back Slowly As I Eased Out Of The Group Hug.

"I Have Some Homework I Need To Finish." I Said.

"We Were Going Out To Celebrate." Carl Said.

"You Two Go Ahead. I'm Swamped." I Lied.

"Are You Sure? Do You Want Us To Bring You Something Back?" My Mom Asked.

"Yes I'm Sure, And No Don't Worry About It. I'll Eat A Sandwich Or Something." I Said.

"Okay. We'll Be Home Late So Don't Open The Door For Strangers." Carl Said. I Just Looked At Him Before Going To My Room. I Locked My Door And Sat At My Desk. I Grabbed My Phone And Called My Best Friend Dakota.

"Kota Guess What!" I Said When She Answered.

"What?" She Said.

"My Mom And Carl Are Engaged!" I Said.

"Shut The Fuck Up! You Are Lying!" She Squealed.

"No I'm Not! They Just Left To Go Celebrate." I Said.

"Oh My God. That's Crazy! My Mom Is Gon Flip When She Finds Out! You Know She Already Don't Like Him!" She Said. Dakota And My Mom Both Are Strippers So She Knows Exactly What I Go Through.

"I Know! Where Is Your Mom Anyway?" I Asked.

"Out With Her New Man. Some Basketball Player She Met At The Club." She Said.

"See...Your Mom Is Smart. She Dates Men With Successful Careers, Unlike My Mom Who Dates Pimps." I Said. We Both Cracked Up Laughing And Then The Phone Went Silent.

"Well I'll See You At School Tomorrow." I Said.

"Okay Boo. Love You And Wear Your White Js Tomorrow." She Said.

"Okay. Goodnight." I Said. I Hung Up And Went To Take A Shower. Once  I Stepped Out Of The Shower, I Went And Stared At Myself In The Mirror. My Eyes Went From My Eyes To The Bruises That Were Almost Gone From My Arms And Shoulders. I Sighed As I Went Back To My Room And Got Ready For Bed.

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The Next Morning, The Sound Of My Alarm Clock Made Me Jump. I Sat Up And Quickly Turned My Alarm Off. I Sighed As I Slowly Got Up And Went To Get Dressed. I Decided To Where My Black Leggings, My White Maxi Top, And My All White Js. Once I Was Ready For School, I Hurried Downstairs To The Kitchen.

"Good Morning Layla." Carl Said From The Kitchen Table. I Jumped As I Turned To Face Him.

"Um...W-Where's My Mom?" I Asked.

"She's Asleep. She Took A Xanax So She'll Be Out For Awhile." He Said As He Slowly Approached Me. He Walked Up On To Me Until My Back Was Pressed Against The Refrigerator.

"You Need To Stop!" I Said.

"Or What?" He Said As He Cupped My Face And Kissed Me. I Pushed Him Away, But The More I Fought, The Rougher He Got. He Grabbed Both My Arms Pinned Them Over My Head. I Kneed Him In The Balls And Hurried Out Of The House. I Ran Until I Got To The End Of The Street And Stopped. Nobody Knew This, But Carl Has Been Sexually Abusing Me For Almost Two Months Now. At First It Was Harmless Flirting And Touching. Then It Escalated To Touching Me Inappropriately And Kissing Me. Last Week....Is When Carl Took It Too Far And Took My Innocence While My Mom Was At Work. Ever Since Then....He's Been Acting Weirder And Weirder. I Wanted To Tell My Mom, But He Told Me If I Told Anybody That He'd Kill Me. And I Believe That He Would.