Secret Wishes

  I walked down the street, cigarette in hand. Everyone around me was either talking really loud or making out in the middle of the sidewalk. It was obnoxious and quite annoying might I add. But eh, I can't really say anything. I do worse at my apartment. 

  You could call me a prostitute, or a hooker, or whatever the fuck you wanted to. I honestly don't care one bit. I'm only doing it for the profit, definitely not for the pleasure. Hell, there ain't no pleasure dealing with selling your body! If I could stop, I would. I can't, though.

  I have a sister, her name is Tessa. She's my whole world, I'd do anything for her; which is exactly what I am doing. She's only thirteen, but she's the brightest girl I've ever met. She has this smile that is absolutely contagious, she could light up a dark room with her beauty. Her hair is blond, unlike mine, which is brunette. She has hazel eyes, bright and wide. My own are brown, dull and boring. Her skin is pale, not fluorescent, but she's still on the pale side. I'm tannish, with freckles. She's got this sense of humor that can make you laugh until you can hardly breathe any longer. 

  I'm slightly getting off topic. Anyway, I would get a regular job, a nicer job than this horrible one; but I can't. I dropped out of high school when I was sixteen. I'm almost nineteen now. 

  All of the jobs around here don't pay enough. It's usually minimum wage and that's not enough. The people that I let do nasty things to me have high standards. It's off the charts, I usually get paid around $100 or more. If it's okay, around $70. If it's absolutely horrible, I get $40. Even then, I still get more money than I would working at a store of some sort.

  Tessa, she's sick. Completely. My parents are too messed up on drugs that they won't even lift a finger to help her. So it's just me. One fucking person helping a little girl to live. Isn't that horrible? You'd think that her own mother and father would help, but nope, they're too fucking pathetic to do a damn thing. 

  I just want her to be all right and I plan on doing everything in my power to do just that. She's the only happiness in my life, I'm not going to lose my baby sister. 

  Flicking the cigarette bud onto the ground, I kept walking; all the way to my apartment where my little sister waited for me to come home.