Stripper // h.s.

Chapter 14- Passing The One Test You Don't Want To

"Anna, darling come here please." My mom called.

I walked downstairs and saw my mom and dad sitting at the dining table. My dad looked angry for some odd reason. Best not get on the wrong side of him. I have learned enough to not agitate him.

"Hello mommy and daddy." My seven year old self smiled.

"Hello honey. Do you want to make some cookies." My mom chirped. Her voice is full of care and sweetness

"Shut up. Your voice is so fucking annoying. I have a huge fucking hangover. Go to your fucking room you fat bitch." My dad yelled

"Steve, leave her alone and don't talk to her like that." My mom scolded.

"I'll talk to her how the fuck I would like to." My dad said grabbing her arm and pushing her to the floor.

"Honey, go to your room." She pleaded.

I walked into my room crying. I heard yelling and crashes. I sat on my bed and waited for my dad to 'punish me'. That's what he would do all the time. I couldn't do anything because he said he would kill me if I told anyone.

The door opened and I saw a figure leaning on the door frame. Dad. He had a bottle of clear liquid in his hand.

He walked over to my bed and placed the bottle on my bedside table. He walked to me and said, "You have been a naughty little girl. You know what daddy does when you make him angry."

I started shaking because I knew what he would do. Usually he would punch me or kick me maybe even cut me. 

My mom knew about the attacks. She was too scared to do anything. She started drinking and doing drugs. She was arguing with me all the time. She even kicked me out. That led to me getting bullied, which ended up in my cutting myself.

"Anna, Anna, Anna get up now." My dad said to me but it was more of a feminine voice. What?

I woke up and found Sienna with a glass of water over my head.

"Drop the water and I'll drop you." I scolded.

"What happened. You were screaming in your sleep." She asked worried.

"Remember when I was seven and my dad used to beat me and my mu-" I cut myself off because I felt my stomach doing front-flips. My mouth tasted like nickel. I knew what this mean't. I found myself running to the bathroom and throwing up all my stomach contents. I guess I ate something go off last night.

I walked back into my room and Sienna looked even more worried. If that was even possible. "Whats wrong?"

"Nothing really. I guess i just ate something bad. My mouth tasted like Nickle, after I brushed my teeth. My head hurts like a bitch." I explained. 

"Do you not know the signs. We learned this is Year 7 Anna". How can you not know? When was the last time you had sex?" she asked. Why she would want to know this, I don't know.

"I think it was two weeks ago." I said. "Why?"

"C'mon just follow me."

"Why?"

"We are going to the Chemist."

"Why?" I was getting annoyed.

"You, my friend, might be pregnant."

"This could fuck up Harry's career. I cant look after a kid on my own. We are going to America tommor-"

She cut me off. "Listen. Harry will not know about this. We won't tell him because that child in your stomach will be fine. His/Her mom and auntie will be the one's looking after it."