Natahalia's Song

The Secret Life of a Teen

Chapter 6:

          They say imperfections are perfect because they come from Heaven. Is that really true? 

        Natahalia continued keeping herself in her room unless it was necessary to come out. Marísol found herself smoking along with Dominic. Right now tension is high and Nicole just needed to escape it. Dominic was making advances towards Nicole, but she hurried outside before anything else could happen.

             Police cars dashed down the crowded street. A woman was being comforted as she was grieving. Looks like another person was killed in Englewood. That all was all day everyday. Sometimes Englewood seems like a war zone and Nicole constantly finds herself wanting to leave this area. Nicole wasn't your typical girl that was ghetto, agressive, rude or ratchett, she was different from all the other girls. No wonder she was teased constantly and subject for girls to attempt to beat her up.

              Nicole stopped at the curb as she noticed a black Range Rover pull over to the side. She wasn't on duty tonight, but she was excited to see him. Nicole opened the door and had a bright smile on her face as she sat in the passenger seat. A young handsome caramel colored man sat in the driver's seat smiling as he was staring at Nicole's beauty. "Hey you." Nicole leaned in and kissed him on the lips. "I missed you." The man told her as he returned the kiss Nicole gave him. "How's basketball?" Nicole asked. "It's good. I'm just sore." He replied as he drove out of Englewood. Nicole doesn't even remember the last time she even left out of Englewood.

            "Open that bag." The man instructed Nicole to do. Nicole did as she asked and saw a new Iphone inside. "Is this for me?" Nicole asked in shock. She always wanted one, but she knew her mom could never afford one. "1 for you and the other is for your sister. I bet you're tired of that flip phone." He replied. Nicole leaned in and kissed him on the cheek as he pulled into a parking garage.

               Nicole recongized where she was.

    

              Trump Towers.

  

           "So are you spending the night?" The man asked as he lead her inside. "Yeah, I'll just tell my mom I'm sleeping at a friend's house." Even though all of her friends were at the party hosted by Nazir and his gang. Nicole took off her shoes and laid on the huge couch once she entered inside. The penthouse was huge, it was 3 bedrooms and 2 bathrooms and it was 80th floor.

        Nicole watched him as he played around with the basketball in his hands. He's ambitious and has a dream of playing in the NBA actually not just the D-League. He was making lots of money at only 24, but what why he is messing with 17 year old, Nicole? Well to be honest, he's just Nicole's sugar daddy, he's giving her money on top of the money she gets from prostituting.

               Nicole started to feel uncomfortable as he began kissing all over her neck. "Tristian, stop." Nicole moaned. "Aren't you going to spend the night with me?" Tristian asked. Nicole shrugged her shoulders. Tristian groaned upset. 'He just doesn't get it. He will be pissed if he learned about what I do.' "I'm on my period." Nicole blurted out. "I thought it's not until for a couple weeks?" "It came earlier, and I'm really tired, these class projects makes me really tired." Nicole grabbed her pajamas and began changing. She was comfortable changing in front of him, she's done it many times and there was no concern. "Nicole, where did you get all this money?" Tristian showed the money placed in a ball. Nicole's heart dropped. How is she going to explain that to him?

             "Nicole, I hear about girls prostituting in Englewood." Tristian began. "Worry about yourself." Nicole snapped. "Nicole are you doing what I think you're doing?" "Stay out of my business, just be my sugar daddy." "I care a lot about you, Nicole!" "If you care, then stay out of my business." Nicole began grabbing her things and was going to leave, but she stopped. 'How am I going to get home?' "Fine, I'm prostituting, I need extra money for my family." Nicole confessed. "Is that why you don't want to have sex with me?" Tristian questioned."No, I'm not 18 yet, when I turn 18 we can. I don't want you going to jail for rape, you'll ruin your chances of going to the NBA." Nicole explained.  Tristian leaned in and kissed Nicole passionately on the forehead. "Thanks for caring about me, but promise you will stop prostituting, I'll give you money." Nicole wanted to agree, but there was no way, she needed the money and that was the best income for now.