CHAPTER 1
I woke up abruptly from my sleep. 'Ugh' I thought, turning over and clicking the home button on my iPhone to see the numbers 2:43 at the top. At that moment, I heard a car door slam and laughter. I attempted to find the people's identity from their voices, but I was interrupted by my dog barking and jumped from the shock. "Damn, Bagel! I know he's home!" I yelled at my beagle puppy. (Yeah I have a beagle named bagel, I'm creative like that.) The only response I got was shrieking from outside, but it was a female voice this time. I slowly got up and looked out my window to see Colby with his alcoholic wife, Derrick and Travis with... hookers. My boyfriend just came home at almost 3 in the morning with his best friends and some sluts!
This is the last time. I walked to my closet and found a cut off shirt and the shortest skirt I had and walked out of my house. I pranced over to the group.
"Hey Colby, Derrick,...Travis, hookers." I said nodding in each persons direction when I said their names or 'occupations'.
"Hey babe," Travis said to me, leaving the hooker by herself. "You should wear that more often"
"You wouldn't know if I wore it or not now would you, sweetheart?" I said.
"Next time text me first..." He said looking me up and down.
"Aight guys! See y'all later." Travis said to his friends and the hookers, then proceeded to stand next to me until they left.
As soon as everybody was gone, Travis turned to face me and squeezed both of my hands tightly.
He leaned closer to me and whispered in a harsh yet seductive voice, "what do you think you're doing?"
"I'm wondering the same from you, Travis" I said as harsh as he did to me.
"Look, sweetheart, you are a bitch. Bitches stay at home and follow their boyfriends commands. The man has always been superior and it's going to stay that way. Woman are meant for doing the work we don't have time to do and to have children to keep our population up" he whispered using the same voice as before.
"You know damn well that's fucked up, you can't just have every girl wrapped around your finger!" I said almost screaming now.
"Whatever, why don't we just use your small potential now babe?" Travis said, picking me off the ground from my waist and carrying me like a bag over his shoulder.
I knew better than to say anything at this point in our relationship unless I wanted more bruises and cuts.
*please tell me if you like this! The chapters are short but I ain't no writer so shut your ass you dirty slut. -shadytillidie*
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Just Kiss Me, Stupid
Teen FictionI have to deal with a gambler and alcoholic who constantly comes home in the middle of the night with strippers on his arms. Yet he expects me to be the one that does absolutely everything. The worst part? I'm in love with him.