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She's got tickets to her own show but nobody wants to go oh oh ohhhhh--
Wow that took longer than I initially thought picking up the phone from the coffee table in the living room.
"Is that your dad?"
mouthed Decorah.
"Yea I'm gonna take this in the bedroom" I said walking out.
"Hey dad uh what's up?".
"What do you mean what's up I already know what's up is that what you're really doing dre?".
Digging my toes into the hard wood floors below me as if it were sand did nothing as I could hear that tone.... the tone of disappointment, a tone that was rarely used by my dad.
"Dad its not what you think".
"Oh really so tell me what it is that I do think".
"You think I'm a prostitute" I said whispering even though I know noone can hear me.
Talk about being paranoid.
Oh shutup.
"Why would I think that?" He asked confused.
"Didn't you talk to your sister, Ms Kershaw?".
"Yes but that's not what she told me".
"Uh... What did she say?".
"She said your being very disrespectful, you're not attending all your classes and some nights when you're out you come in extremely late with no explanation".
Its a good thing he can't see me because my bottom lip is on the floor right now.
"Is all that true Audrey? And what is this talk about prostitution?".
My full name that's not a good sign.
"No no, none of its true".
That bitxh, what kind of game is she playing.
"Well OK I'll talk back with her when I've got the time, I know the living arrangements are new to you but please don't cause any more conflict its the only way I could afford to send you to college there".
" OK dad bye" I said sighing lightly.
"Bye".
Beep beep beep.
Call ended.
"So what was that about?" Decorah said appearing in the room.
"Oh nothing really he just wanted to know if everything is going ok "
Walking back out we headed to the living room.
"Oh, cool".
It's been one week since my aunt accused me of being a prostitute.
To say she's way over would be a tad unfair.... Just a tad I mean there's little to no contact with my body to my clients so... Yeah.
Decorah is clueless if my nightlife and I'd like to keep it that way its not that I don't trust her its just we have a high level of respect for each other and I don't want to change that, how I'm going to keep it from her now I have no idea, let's just say I'll cross that bridge when I get there.
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