Hooker Mum

Chapter Three

Melanie (Damien's sister) in the media

Nye'Asia POV::

My mom came outside and she looked at Damien's sister with hatred screaming in her eyes. She hated Damien's sister with every bone in her body and even her soul hated her. My mum came down the porch stairs and went to stand right in front of Damien's sister. She stood so close to her that she could feel her breathe on her boobs. My mom is 5'9 and Damien's sister was just 5'2 so she was pretty short. 

''Now Melanie. What did you say to my baby? I don't expect you to walk around here and just insult my daughter like that. You got a problem with me? Fine then but don't take it on my baby''. My mom said.

''Oooh I'm sorry Kiyah but what's the difference between you and your daughter?Both of y'all whores anyway''. Damien's sister said.''Alright let me make this as eloquent as possible for you. Talk like that to my baby again and I'd beat your stupid ass up. Talk that way about me and no fuck is given. But talk that way about my child?? I'd cut you!''.

I could feel my mom's pain as she said this. She didn't really care what people called her. But she wasn't going to entertain anybody insulting or picking on me in any way. She used to get bullied in school and the last thing she wants is me to get bullied too

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Damien and Melanie left and my mum came to sit next to me on the stairs of the porch. She rubbed my back and said ''Baby I'm sorry that you gotta go through all this everyday''. I could feel her sympathy in her words then I shrugged my shoulders and said ''Eh. It's not like you care anyway''. 

Her eyes opened and she held my chin in her direction. ''Who says I don't?? You're the reason why I started this lifestyle anyway. You're the reason why I do this. You think I love my job? I don't. I know how it affects you in school. How people look down on you cause they think you're low class because of my actions. It hurts me to see you like that baby. But what can I do?'' she sighed.

''Come inside. I want to show you something'' My mom said. I stood up and followed her inside as she took me to her room. Her REAL room tho. ''Sit down'' she said to me and I obeyed. Her brightly colored purple room with exquisite paintings on the wall and pictures of me and her. She opened a drawer in her closet and brought out a certain box. She came to sit next to me and said ''Take this. Its enough to help you start a life on your own. I've been saving this for you since I had you. And now you're 18. This foolish area wouldn't be of good help to you. I want you to go out there, and make friends. Good ones. And come take me along with you when you make it in life. Go to a place where nobody knows you. Where nobody would call you the hooker's daughter ''. She said as she smiled broadly at me.

I still didn't understand. My mom was telling me to move out indirectly. I did want to move out. But I didn't think of it now. I got a very good university but coming to think of it, I wanna go to there. It's too far from my mom. Columbia would be good for me. 

''Thank you mom. I won't let you down'' I said as I gave her a big hug.

I went to my room and counted the money in the box. It was $400.000.00 . My jaw dropped as my eyes opened. 

I just can't believe it.