A Stripper's Daughter

Chapter 4

I Woke Up In My Dark Bedroom And Glanced At The Clock. It Was Midnight! Damn...I Slept The Day Away! I Slowly Climbed Out Of Bed And Went Downstairs To The Kitchen. The House Was Hella Quiet Which Means I Was Home Alone. Just How I Liked It. I Grabbed Me A Drink And Was About To Go Upstairs Until I Heard Someone Scream.

"No Please! I Promise I'll Have Your Money Tomorrow!" I Heard A Female Scream. I Crept Towards The Door And Slightly Opened It. I Then Saw Carl Beating The Fuck Out Of Someone. I Opened The Door All The Way And Saw One Of His Prostitutes Laying On The Ground. Carl Continued Kicking Her In Her Face And Saw Until He Noticed I Was Standing There Watching.

"You Better Have My Fucking Money Tomorrow, Or I'll Reserve A Room For Yo Ass At The Hospital!" He Snapped.

He Grabbed Me And Slammed The Door Behind Him. I Just Stood There In Shock As He Washed The Drops Of Blood Off His Hands. He Then Turned And Looked At Me. I Was Too Scared To Speak Or Move. He Slowly Walked Over To Me And I Took Off Running Up The Stairs.

"Layla!" He Called Out. I Slammed And Locked My Door. I Then Pulled My Dresser In Front Of The Door And Quickly Put Some Clothes On.

"Layla! Open This Door!" He Snapped As He Banged On My Door. I Grabbed My Phone And Climbed Out Of My Window. I Could Still Hear Carl Banging On My Door As I Quietly Closed My Window, And Took Off Running Down The Street. I Called Dakota Repeatedly Until She Finally Answered.

"Hello?" She Answered. She Was At A Party Or Something.

"Kota? Where Are You?" I Asked.

"At A Party! I Called You A Bunch Of Times, But You Didn't Answer." She Said.

"I Was Asleep. Where's The Party?" I Said.

"At Jalen's House." She Said.

"I'm On The Way. Meet Me Outside In 5 Minutes." I Said.

I Hung Up And Started Walking Towards Jalen's House. Thank God He Lived Close By Because I Wasn't In The Mood For A Long Travel. The Streets Were Dark And Quiet As I Quickly Walked Up The Sidewalk. I Heard Loud Music In The Distance And That's When I Started Running Towards My Destination. I Saw Kota In The Distance Waiting For Me.

"Hey." I Said Trying To Catch My Breath.

"Hey Girl. You Okay?" She Asked. I Nodded.

"You Need To Sit Down?" She Asked. I Shook My Head As I Slowly Caught My Breath.

"I'm Straight." I Said.

"Good....Now This Outfit?" She Said Looking At Me. I Looked A Hot Damn Mess, But Oh Well.

"Why Layla? Why?" She Whined.

"Damn Kota! I Had To Get Out Of The House In Anything I Could Find!" I Snapped.

"Okay...Okay...I Can Fix This." She Said. She Pulled Me Towards Her Car And Worked Her Magic.

"The Jeans Are Cute, But This Shirt...Hm." She Said. She Pulled My Shirt Up Over My Head And Left Me In Just My Black Sports Bra.

"Ha! Crop Top Type Shit! And Ya Belly Ring Is Poppin!" She Said As She Adjusted My Breast. She Then Let My Hair Down And Combed It With Her Fingers.

"And To Finish It Off." She Said Adding Some Lip Gloss. She Stepped Back And Smiled.

"My Work Here Is Done!" She Said. She Said. She Grabbed My Hand As We Stepped Into The Party. She Pulled Me Into The Kitchen And Handed Me A Drink.

"Girl Jalen Is In Here Somewhere. He Asked About You." She Said.

"Asked About Me For What?" I Asked.

"Hellooo Bitch! He Likes You!" She Said. I Rolled My Eyes And Took A Sip Of My Drink; Immediately Spitting It Out.

"Damn Kota! This Is Straight Liquor!" I Said. She Laughed.

"Sorry." She Said Sweetly. I Rolled My Eyes And Sighed.

"Oh Shit...Here Comes Jalen Now." She Said. She Walked Off As Jalen Approached Me.

"I Didn't Think You Was Gon Come." He Said.

"I Wasn't." I Said. He Smiled Showing His Beautiful Teeth And Sexy Ass Dimples. I Blushed As I Looked Away.

"Dance With Me." He Said, Pulling Me Towards The Dance Floor.

"I Can't Dance." I Told Him. He Was About To Say Something Until That Dumb Ass Nigga Dre Walked Up. Aw Shit...Here WE Go Again.