Hey guys, so basically I'll be posting a few chapters named 'Memory Lane'. These chapters will basically be a glimpse into a certain characters past and like things that happened to them. They'll be coming randomly so don't, get confused or anything. It's so that we can understand the characters more, what made them who they are today. Okurrr?!!?
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Destiny's Memory Lane POV
"Destiny!! Come here, NOW." Dad shouted. I quickly ran downstairs to the living room where dad was sitting with mom and a few of their 'friends'.
"Yes, sir?" I said. Dad always wanted me to call him 'sir' and not 'dad' because I didn't earn it and I was too much of a disgrace. It's okay though, not like I wanted to call him 'dad' anyways.
"Sit down and bow your head when addressing your father, you little cunt." Mom said to me. I sat down on the floor next to them and bowed my head respectfully and awaited their instructions.
"Listen here, you're 13 years old now. You're a woman. You can't keep being a good for nothing slut anymore. So you're gonna do us one small favour, to repay us for letting you live here, eat our food and get that fucking education that you seem so serious about. You hear that, cum rag?" Mom said to me harshly and I just nodded my head, fearfully so. I was so scared, what was the favour? I didn't want to do anything for them.
I just want to leave and be safe.
Mom dragged me to my feet and led me to their room, "You already took a shower right?" She asked hastily, as if we were in a rush for something. I, once again, just nodded.
"Good, now sit." She said as she started doing my hair. Which she couldn't do. You see my mom is white and my dad is black so I'm mixed race. Mom has never dealt with hair like mine, and honestly, she doesn't know how to. "Nappy hair is just a tiresome excuse of a bush." is what she always said to me. So she just put in a ponytail and used a lot of styling gel to keep it down. "Tie your hair up if you wanna be a star babygirl." was something she also to me once.
After doing my hair, she put make up on me and made me wear a dress. A very short dress. It was blue. She made me wear blue heels too.
"Don't fight it." She said before ushering me out of the room and to my bedroom where she told me to stay still and wait.
I wanna leave.
I'm scared.
Not even 10 minutes later, a man walked into my room. He was tall. He looked old too. He looked at me with a menacing smirk and walked towards me. I tried to run away but he just caught me and threw me onto the bed. "Be a good whore for daddy and stay still." He said as he pinned my hands above my head.
I scram my lungs out "Help!! Please anyone!!! Mom!!! Dad!! Please HELP ME!!" I cried out.
"Gosh I love when they beg for help. But no one's gonna help you princess. You are settling a hefty debt for you dad." He said with no remorse.
He stripped my clothes off and lined himself by my entrance. Someone please save me. Was all I could think about as he whispered in my ear, "This might hurt princess."
And with that said, he roughly thrusts into me. Again.
And again.
And again.
And again.
And I just cried out in pain and scram. Again.
And again.
And again.
And again.
Until he was satisfied and he left me alone in my room. Broken. That man had taken everything away from me that day. My parent's had betrayed and hurt in a way I didn't think was possible. I was ashamed of myself and disgusted. I vomited right there and I didn't move, I couldn't. It hurt too much.
My mom walked in and saw me lying there. I had stopped crying. There weren't anymore tears to cry.
"Argg, don't be so dramatic Destiny. You probably weren't even a virgin. Even if you were, better to lose it for a good cause, right?" She said nonchalantly. As if her only daughter wasn't just raped for a measly unpaid debt.
"Clean up, you're going to school tomorrow. Your dad and I are going out tonight so you'll see what you eat for dinner." She said as she walked out. Leaving me behind.
Leaving me with nothing but hatred for her and her husband.
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Damn, that's heeectic.
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Dear Destiny
Random"Which of us could say we were more sinned against than sinning? We were so easily manipulated- confusion made a masterpiece of us."
