Candy's POV:
Trish: I need to talk to you best friend. Let's have an Girls Day.
Candy: Alright boo. Come pick me up at 3.
I got out of my comfortable bed. I guess today I was gonna hang out with Trish. It was Saturday so tonight I was going to the club. I got out my outfit for today. I wanted something a little simple.
I took an 30 minute shower and washed my hair . Yea i said it....MY HAIR. Just because its not my real hair don't mean its mine. I payed for it didn't I?? Okay then. This hair only cause 5000
dollars.When I got out the shower I heard my phone ranging. I wrapped an towel around my body and went to go pick it up.
"Hola",I said answering not looking at the phone ID.
"Wussup baby mama",my sister said.
Yes she is my blood sister. We have the same mom and dad.
" I'm coming down there in 2 weeks. I wanna see your mansion",she said.
I have 5 mansions and 3 apartments. The reason why I have so much is because when the police be checking my house he never finds anything. The apartment I'm in right now is the one that doesn't have anything like drugs and stuff.
I have to play smart because if someone that I don't know come to drop me off I give them my apartment address. You really don't know who to trust out here in the streets.
"Okay girl",I said.
"Yea. How's mom doing",she asked in a worried voice.
My mom is an crack head and my dad died.
She calls me every now and then and ask for money. Why would I give someone money that don't give two fucks about me? When I was younger she let older man rape me for money.
She's nothing but my sperm doner. My dad on the other hand is my hero. He was the biggest drug dealer in L.A. Now I'm Queen Pin. Yesssss y'all heard it. I took after him.
I strip,I'm a prostitute,and I'm Queen Pin. I'm the boss. Shii its what I do to get paid. The thing is I been doing this for a year.
"Mann I don't know why you asking me about her. I don't fool with ha. You might do but I don't.",I said getting mad.
She know I have angry problems so ion know why she would bring up her.
" You have to forgive her one day. Your being selfish",she said.
"FORGIVE?? FORGIVE HER FOR NOT BEING AN MOTHER?FORGIVE HER FOR LETTING MAN RAPE ME?FORGIVE HER FOR NOT SAYING SORRY. JADIA YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT I WENT THROUGH. I COULD HAVE GOTTEN AN DISEASE. I LOST MY VIRGINITY TO SOMEONE I DIDN'T EVEN KNOW. YOU DIDN'T HAVE TO DO THAT. I WAS JUDGED ALL MY LIFE. YOU WERE THE PERFECT LITTLE GIRL . I USED TO GET BULLIED AND ABUSED AGAINST MY WILL. SO HOW AM I BEING SELFISH. YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT PAIN FEELS LIKE CAUSE YOU DIDN'T GO THROUGH IT",I yelled hanging up.
Jadia was spoiled by my mom. My mom loved her more than she loved me. I never knew exactly why but it was always her before me. Jadia graduated from high school and went to college to get an degree. Now she is an lawyer. She lives in New York.
Me on the other hand was a daddy's little girl. I loved my daddy to death. He died when I was 6. On my 7th birthday my mom started abusing me. She let other man hit me too. It happened until I was about 17. Long time right?
When I was 16 I found out I was pregnant. It couldn't have been by some boy at school so it had to be by some man. So I started skip school. Then about 2 months into the pregnancy I found out I had an miscarriage so I ran away from home. I didn't graduate or go to college.
I became an prostitute at 17 years old. Now I'm an prostitute,stripper,and Queen Pin. My life is perfect. I have No worries.
I realized that I still had my towel wrapped around me and laughed. I was dry now. I put the towel on my bed and lotioned my body down. I slid on some lace thongs and an lace bra.
After I did I slid on my outfit.( In Media)and my makeup. I was cute.
BEEP,BEEP.
Just in time. I grabbed my purse and my phone and walked out locking the door behind me.
"Wussup bestie", Trish said sliding in her car . She had on:
Something was wrong because usually she would wear something like what I got on."Where tf is my best friend at and what did you do to her",I said. She laughed."Real funny",she said backing out of the drive way.
Now something is REALLY wrong because she haven't said any cuss words yet. I didn't like this side of her.
I hope this girls day is good.
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