A Stripper's Daughter

Chapter 12

I Slowly Opened My Eyes And Looked Around. I Was In The Hospital. I Saw My Dad, Dakota, My Mom, Carl, And Even Jalen. The Fuck?

"Oh She's Awake!" Kota Said Running Up To The Side Of The Bed. Everybody Gathered Around My Bed And Grilled Me With Questions.

"Are You Okay?" My Mom Asked.

"Naw Who The Hell Got You Pregnant Is The Correct Question!" My Dad Snapped.

My Eyes Went From My Parents, To Carl, Back To My Parents, Then Back To Carl. I Opened My Mouth To Speak, But Nothing Came Out. I Looked Back At Carl Again, Who Was Wide Eyed. He Then Knew He Was The One Who Impregnated Me.

"She Was Pregnant By Me." Jalen Said. The Room Sat Silent As Everybody Stared At Him.

"Excuse Me?" My Mom Said.

"I Got Layla Pregnant. It Was An Accident. The Condom Broke." He Said.

"Bullshit!" My Dad Snapped.

"It's True." I Said In A Low Voice. Everybody Looked At Me. Tears Started Flowing Down My Cheeks As I Cried. I Couldn't Believe I Lost The Baby. My Baby.

"Oh Layla." My Mom Said As She Rubbed My Head. I Was Still Pissed At Her, But Having Her Here With Me Made Me Feel Comfortable. Dakota Sat Next To Me And Hugged Me Tight. I Really Don't Know What I'd Do Without Her.
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I Woke Up To A Dark Room. The Only Light Was The One Coming From The TV. I Made Everyone Go Home Earlier So I Could Be Alone, But There's Always That One Person That Refuses To Listen To Anything I Have To Say. Well In My Case....Two People. Dakota Was Fast Asleep On The Pullout Bed, While Jalen Was Sitting In The Chair. I Slowly Tried To Get Out If Bed Until Jalen Scared The Hell Out Of Me.

"What Are You Doing?" He Asked.

"Trying To Go To The Bathroom." I Said.

"No Need To Get Out Of Bed For That. You're Hooked Up To That Pee Bag Thing." He Said. Now That's Just Gross. I Slowly Tried To Get Myself Comfortable, But I Couldn't.

"Let Me Help You." Jalen Said Coming Towards Me.

"I Don't Need Your Help!" I Snapped. True Enough...Jalen Saved Me And Dakota From Getting Killed, But I Was Still So Mad About Him And My Mom.

"My Bad." He Said. He Sat On The Edge Of My Bed And Put His Long Dreads In A Ponytail.

"Why'd You Lie To My Parents? You Know...About You Getting Me Pregnant." I Asked.

"Dakota Told Me Everything. How That Mark Ass Pimp Raped You And Got You Pregnant. The Real Question Is Why Haven't You Told Anybody? Dakota Was Even Mad That She Didn't Find Out Until Now." He Said.

"I'm Scared. He Told Me If I Told Anybody That He'd Kill Me And Everyone I Love. I'm Not Trying To Risk That." I Said.

"Layla...Your Dad It A Top Notch Thug. You Honestly Think He's Gon Let Anything Happen To You?" He Asked.

"Well Let's Not Forget That I Didn't Know That My Dad Was Thug Until Yesterday!" I Said.

"True." He Said. Ohhh Why Did My Life Have To Be So Complicated?

"So...I Really Lost The Baby?" I Asked. He Nodded.

"The Doctor Said You Were Newly Pregnant And Your Stress Level Was High. I'm So Sorry." He Said.

"Why Are You Sorry? It Wasn't Your Baby." I Said Holding Back Tears.

"It Should've Been My Baby. And I'm Sorry Because Half That Stress Came From What I Did. And For That...I Am So Sorry." He Said. I Wanted To Hit Him, But He Just Looked So Cute And Sincere. He Leaned In And Kissed Me. God I Missed These Lips! I Moved Back And Sighed.

"What's Wrong?" He Asked.

"I Just Can't Get Over The Fact That You And My Mom...You Know...It's Just....Ugh!" I Said.

"That Was A Mistake. I Understand If You Don't Want Anything To Do With Me. But Before You Kick Me To The Curb, Give Me A Chance To Make It Up To You. I Want To Gain Your Trust Back." He Said. I Sat There For A Minute.

"Okay." I Said. He Smiled And I Instantly Melted.

"Gimme Dem Lips." He Said As He Kissed Me Again.

"Jalen!" I Said.

"What's Up?" He Said Kissing My Neck.

"Do You Sell Drugs Too?" I Asked. He Stopped Kissing Me And Sighed.

"Yeah I Sell Drugs." He Said.

"But Why?" I Asked.

"The Money Is Good. You Think I Can Afford A House Like That Working At McDonald's? Hell Naw." He Said.

"So...That's Not Your Parent's House?" I Asked.

"Naw That's All Me." He Said.

"But...You're Still In High School." I Said.

"I'm Bout To Be 19 Shawty, And I Graduate Next Month." He Said.

"So Where Are Your Parents?" I Asked.

"I Ain't Never Met My Pops, And My Mom Died Of Cancer Last Year." He Said.

"Oh....I'm Sorry." I Said.

"It's Cool. But Enough About Me. When You Gon Tell Your Folks About That Pimp?" He Asked.

"Jalen...I Already Told You....." I Began, But He Cut Me Off.

"He Ain't Gon Hurt You! He Gon Go Straight To Jail For Rape! And You Only 16 So That's A Longer Sentence." He Snapped. He Did Have A Point. It Was Time For Me To Come Clean And Expose Carl.