The Mafia's Heir

Chapter 6

I was busy eating my Zaxby's when Daniel got a call from the office about their KFC arriving. All the boys hooted and filed from the cafeteria in a hurry. Daniel and Ryder took their time.

"Zachary, you know you're invited, too," Ryder muttered.

"I won't go unless Lily goes too," Zach said. "Are you going, Lily?"

"Of course I'll go. I can't miss another opportunity to eat!" I declared. Boys. You gotta love 'em. "I'll meet you guys there."

Zach laughed and left with the others. I was not about to leave with them and have everyone think I was up to no good. What could I possibly do with at least twenty five guys? You had to have a dirty mind to come up with some ideas.

I was gathering all of my things, when the cafeteria chatter lowered to a hush. I picked up my purse and grabbed my house keys, preparing to leave. I turned and faced every girl who sat at the whore table. That includes Denise and Andi. What did they want now? Anna Grace stepped forward and assessed me.

"I would have thought there was something about you that made them like you, but I'm not seeing anything," she said. "Then again...a whore only has one job. You're just a plaything for now."

"Takes one to know one," I countered.

The look on her face was priceless. Did she really expect me not to say anything? I was known for talking back, so what was she expecting me to do? I wasn't about to sit back and let her talk to me any kind of way.

"I don't know what your problem may be with me, but I don't have time for you and your gang of whores," I snapped. "As you may know, I have people waiting on me."

"They only want one thing from you and you know it."

"What? I have nothing they could possibly want. We're all of the same social status in this school. Tell me, Anna Grace, what could they possibly want?"

"Sex. I'm sure you know how to handle their needs."

"Anna, for me to be like you, I have to be made of plastic. For me to think like you, my brain has to be wired one way. When have you seen me on the street after twelve waiting for some horny guy to pull over for me?"

"Wha--How--"

"Exactly. I'm no whore. The real whore is you and you know it."

I didn't have any other comeback, so I needed to leave. If they said something else I might just result to fighting. I began walking away, but stopped before passing Anna Grace. She was still searching for a comeback. I put a hand on her shoulder and leaned in close.

"Before it becomes noticeable, if I were you, I'd go see a doctor."

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I trudged home, regretting refusing the ride home with Zach. I just needed to think, though. I had had enough with the girls calling me a whore and guys just going along with it. I was sick of having to listen to people who thought they knew what was good for me. I was tired of having dad come on to me and mom not notice. I was tired of being Lily and not being the girl I knew I was inside. When all of this was over, I'd be happy. I'd be free.

The front door was opened when I arrived. I knew mom was bringing in stuff from her car. Either that or dad was home and forgot to close the door...again. I slowly made my way up the gravel path into the house. The smell of Jasmine and Strawberries assaulted my nose upon my entrance. I immediately perked up and wondered what was going on. Mom had never made the house smell so good. Not unless...That's just nasty.

In my room, I stripped down to my undergarments and threw on a large sweatshirt. I had at least four hours of free time before someone forced me to get ready. Like Dad. Ooh, I hate him more than life. Why is he my dad? Why'd you have to marry him, mom?