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Chapter 4

Chapter 4

*Georgia Rose Pov*

(2 years ago)

I am 16. V card was already gone and that was only for one reason. My mom. She got me involved in this whole mess. I, Georgia Rose Jean was a stripper and big fucking surprise my mom ran the whole show. I looked into the dimly lit mirror swiping on some electric blue eyeshadow and plumping up my lips. Ruffling my hair and clipping my bra I studied myself in the mirror. Class A hooker. I held back tears at what I had just referred myself as. My long blonde hair was in messy curls and my body ready for whatever was supposed to come. Could magic mike at least work here? I strutted out to be greeted by Noel, my mothers next best here. "Dawlingggg you ons next!" She slurred obviously drunk out of her mind and surrounded by cheating husbands. "Hey hey babe," a blonde hunk whistled and I turned away disgusted. I felt his hand grip my wrist. "Fuck off," I growled. "Not till I get my money's worth," he snapped pulling me against him. "In hell," I replied and sauntered off towards the stage. I stepped onto the brightly glowing stage and began my performance. I got the same sick feeling I always got as I spotted none other, than my very own mom, jumping and clapping in the front row in a sea of testosterone crazed men. "Where's Valerie?!" A to familiar voice said. Dad. The guys stopped throwing their bucks and I backed off the stage and behind the curtains. "She's ova heyre sweetie," Noels voice said. "What the fuckkkk!" I heard my mom whine as she got pulled away. I was so not letting my dad see my like this. I grabbed a leopard print robe and tied it securely around me. "Georgia Rose Jean," my dads voice rang. I turned around to see my dad and mom standing there. "Did she do this to you?" He whispered. The tears strolled down my cheeks and I nodded. "We're done I'm getting a divorce you sick woman," my dad growled. My dad didn't get one thing. No matter what he told her, if he divorced her, or bought me everything I could never turn back time and live a innocent normal life again.

(Present)

I backed away into Camilas arms as I stared into the makeup smeared eyes of my mother. Or what should be my mother. "Georgia Peach I've found you!" She screeched and walked forward, her arms wide open. "Get away!" I screamed. Camila growled at my mother and backed away with me. Camila knew all about my past and she understood the hate I had towards my mom. "Sweetheart I've come to take you home," she said pulling me towards her. "Get off of her!" Camila shouted. My mom-no scratch that, this whore seemed oblivious to her yelling. "She said get away," a deep Irish accent growled and I turned to see none other than the Niall Horan.