Chapter 2
I woke up with a pounding head ache and I was slightly irritated. I got out of bed and walked to the bathroom. I grabbed some clothes laid them out, grabbed a lufa and my toothbrush. It was time to take a shower!
15 Minutes Later
I walked back into my room with a towel wrapped around my body. Looking down to straghten it out only to hear somebody whistle. I lift my head up and see Christan layed out on my bed just smiling at me.
"How the fuck you get in here?"
"What do you mean the door was open." he smirked with his lying ass because I know Damn well I locked the door last night.
"You cheeky bastard get the fuck out of my room." I said stomping to get a bra and panty set.
"Is that anyway to talk to yo man? And didnt I tell your little ass to stop cussing?!" He said coming behind me. He tried to wrap his arms around me but I moved.
"I dont give a damn what you told me Im not your daughter." I growled at him. He looked at me and gave me a crooked smile. It was the same smile he had given me before he put me to sleep on the plane.
"No" I said as I jumped on the bed to get to the bathroom, but his arms wound around my waist and he threw me on the bed.
"No Christan! Stop! Please Your Married!"
"So wasn't your dad married when they made you?" He said flipping me over so he was on top.
"IM NOT HER!" I screamed.
"You dont have to be her for you to know Im running the got damn show." he said as he kissed up and down my neck. "You cant say this dont feel good Aniyah. Open your legs for daddy... Now! And im not gone tell you again." He said as he opened my legs up and buried himself deep in me.
*3 Hours Later*
"Where the fuck is she Ant?" someone screamed.
"None of Brittany's fucking business." my dad yelled.
"Oh yes the fuck it is Ant! I don't want her here!"
"I don't give a fly fuck what you want, you better leave my daughter alone!"
I felt Christian move on me and a loud moan left my mouth. "Move Christian your hurting me." I squirmed.
"Ungh yo pussy feel so good baby girl it's so tight. Ungh Damnit." he moaned as he lifted my legs up so he was deep inside me. I cried out and tried to close my legs but he just grabbed my upper thighs and worked my ass.
Knock
Knock
"Ugh."
Knock
Knock
"Ow Christen please slow down." I begged.
"OPEN THIS FUCKING DOOR YOU STUPID ASS SLUT! YOUR SO FUCKING DISRESPECTFUL. I CAN'T FUCKING STAND THIS BULL SHIT. PACK YOUR SHIT AND GET THE FUCK OUT!" Brittney yelled through the door.
"Brittney get the fuck away from my daughter room. And Chris get the hell out of my daughter room right now!" my dad yelled as he banged on the door.
Christen yanked himself out of me making me cry out in pain. He got or of bed and pulled his boxer on as he made his way to the door.
"Ant you my nigga I mean you practically family, but if you don't back the fuck away from this door imma shoot yo silly ass." Christen slammed the door in my dad face.
I jumped out of bed and ran to the bathroom. I slammed the door so fast it didn't make since.
I started the shower and began to let all the recent events hit me. Im not like my mom. Im nothing like my mom.
I know a lot of people are probably thinking she didn't have a choice but I feel like she did. I mean I know my dad is intimidating but come on.
Whether they're family was happy or not my dad and Sandy were married. If it wasn't working they should have decided that on they're own not with the help of my mom fucking my dad.
But my dad is full of shit cause I mean where the fuck did Brittany crazy ass come from.
I love my siblings all of them but or life is really fucked up. Anthony is really or brother slash cousin which meant my aunt was a hoe even if my ma won't admit it plus she's been awol since Anthony was one. And my grandfather hates us with a passion.
My dad side of the family tried to put a hot out on my mom and Sandy for coming back in my dad's life.
And I'm pretty sure if Brittany could get away with it she'd kill me. I'm always here and I have absolutely no respect for her or my dad.
My life is completely fucked up all because my dad is a fucking dog just like all men.
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I KNOW I TOOK FOREVER TO UPDATE AND ON THE COMPUTER IT PROBABLY LOOK SHORT BUT REMEMBER I'M IN SUMMER SCHOOL AND HAVE AN UPCOMING JOB INTERVIEW AND I HATE TYPING ON A PHONE SO BE PATIENT MY UPDATES WILL BE SLOW BUT WELL WORTH THE WAIT.
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