Publicists and Popstars (Shawmila)

Madness and Morality

"O-okay ma'am!" I nervously saluted still awestruck from the previous panic attack.

"Also..." She continued. I gulped, "Your phone has been beeping constantly so for the sake of my sanity can you just check your phone?" She exclaims dramatically as if she was going to die.

Oh right!

Wait.....

Oh shit.

I'm in serious trouble. Send Help! I scan my multiple missed calls and voicemails all from my boss.

"KARLA COME HERE THIS INSTANT OR WE ARE ALL DEAD YOU DISGRACEFUL CHILD!" The voice boomed through the phone's voicemail.

Oh don't hurt me pathetic excuse of a father.

"I have to be somewhere." I reply vaguely as Aaliyah eyed me cautiously.

She whispers, "If anything happens, Shawn had more power than your boss. Just ask him and your boss is dead."

"Thanks." I smile genuinely. 

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Inhale, Exhale.

I grasp the metal knob, twisting it ever so slightly to peek the contents. He's fuming. I can see the humiliation and his arrogance washed over that hog's face. No wonder he neglected me. Cause I always mess things up for him.

"KARLA!" He booms, practically making me borderline deaf.

He jolts up, locking the door behind us and pinning me to the wall. My eyes widen as his anger is replaced with a devilish smirk, lust evident in his eyes.

"What- what are you doing!" 

He shoves me to the ground and ties my mouth and arms, to cover up my loud cries for help and attempts of rebellion. I realize immediately that I'm screwed. It's a Sunday. No one's here for work. No one can help me.

He reaches for his phone showing me provocative images of my body. My body. This disgusting hog stares at my body. "Why did you have to be so modest Karla?" He licks his lips.

"You are the complete opposite of your mother." He chuckles heartily.

My eyes widen. How dare he. He has no right to say that name!

He touches me, I tremble constantly. 

"Stop...." I murmur as he removes the mouth piece, drugging me as I involuntary fell asleep.

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I wake up as the sun blinds my eyes. I look over my shoulder as tears well up in my eyes.

He sleeps quietly next to me, clad as I cry silently. Why is this hoar my father? Why me? Why do I deserve this? My father raped me. I sob uncontrollably realizing his intentional mistake.

He neglects me, and accepts me again for a one night stand. 

"Shawn......" I repeat over and over before crying myself to sleep as I repeat his name.