Sucidal Love Chapter 3
Walking down the old gray street brings back memories from many years ago. I wish I could return to them but I can't. It's impossible. Seeing girls my age wearing skimpy clothes so they may have somewhere to live. Watching cars stop and girls get in makes me feel disgusted. But who am I to talk considering I'm a stripper. But its only a little better than whoring myself off I guess.
-flashback-
We stood on the corner of the sidewalk, side by side, hand in hand. " Daddy, what are those girls doing?" He clears his throat and speaks in his deep , mellow voice. " They are selling their bodies so that they can have money to live." "Oh..."
We turned the corner and never once looked back."
-flashback over-
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Suicidal Love
FanfictionArabella finds herself at loss of words when she finds herself orphaned. But a few years later when she turns 18 and is kicked out of the orphanage, she is sleeping on the streets trying to raise money for an apartment working as a stripper. That is...
