The Thick Girl and the Thug Boy

Chapter 1

"Aniyah wake yo fat ass up and get ready for school!" My stepdad shouted up to me from the stairs.

"Ok, I'm up.. damn" I mumbled the last part and made my way to my bathroom. Only for the door to be kicked open by an angry Joseph. (Stepdad)

"What bitch?! You think I ain't heard that shit?" He took off his belt and starting swinging recklessly at me not missing an inch of my skin.

"Ahhhh ! Joe stop! !! I'm sorry ok? I'm sorry!" I wailed out in between sobs. By this point, I was in the corner of the tub in the fetal position. He finally stopped and looked down on me.

"How sorry are you?" He yanked me out the tub by my hair and dropped his pants in front of my face. He forced his now erect member into my mouth before I could say no. I choked, gagged and spit up and he still didn't stop. Minutes later he released his hot liquid all over my face and threw a hand towel at my face.

"Clean yo ass up. Say something else smart and it's gonna be 10 times worse." I heard my door slam so I knew he was gone. I climbed off of the floor, only to fall back down with the tremendous amount of pain shooting through my body.

I managed to get off the bathroom floor and make my way to the shower. As soon as the hot water hit my body, I winced in pain. A few minutes later, that pain turned into pleasure. The water soothed me as it fell down my body. I washed myself and about 20 minutes later, I was out. I went to the sink and scrubbed my face trying to forget what Joe just did to it. I walked into my closet and pulled out a blue denim shirt, black skinny jeans (more like jeggings), and my wheat Timberland boots. I went to my jewelry section pulling out my silver accessories. Then I went into the room, oiled up, did my hygiene, and slipped on my clothes. When I looked in the mirror I thought I looked cute. 'Makeup and hair' I walked over to my vanity and put on a lot of makeup. Today was the first day of school. I needed to go all out. I looked FLAWLESS. My face was on fleek. 'Hair' I washed my hair in the shower and it was still a little wet, so I put some gel in it and let it flow curly. It stopped down my back. I went back to the mirror and admired myself.. I spent the whole summer losing most of my stomach fat. I'm tired of being made fun of. Today was a new day for me. New state, new life, new me. I ran down the stairs, grabbed my keys, backpack, an apple, and rushed to my garage. I chose to drive the Range today. As I was backing out, I couldn't help but admire my house. 3 stories. Trees and a white picket fence. I loved my life. I came from money, my mom is a successful lawyer, and my dad is a Kingpin back in New Orleans. So we had money. But that meant nothing to the bitches back in Houston. They were so fucking hateful to me for the simple fact that I was "fat". I know for damn sure I ain't fat, nor ugly, so the bitches were just jealous of my shape. I only have a 27-inch waist, with a 50-inch butt and thigh area. Bitches are just haters. Idgaf. At the end of the day, I'm the one with the grades so it doesn't matter what they say.

When I pulled up to the school, nobody paid me any mind except all the boys. They was looking all in my face tryna talk to me. I was lowkey eating this attention up. Then I ran into the bitches. Some bitches named Alexis, Kianna, and Diamond. They just thought it would be smart to 1.) Bump the fuck outta me. 2.) Say hella loud, "MOVE FAT BITCH!! Walking STD ass bitch. Yep! THATS RIGHT!! FAT BITCH GOT HERPES AND THE "clap"!! My cousin Nesha told me!" The halls erupted in laughter and tears started to well up in my eyes. I don't even know this girl and she's starting rumors. I'm still a virgin. Stupid ass. 'Its only about grades' I thought to myself. I ran down the hall to my first period. 'Locked'. I was embarrassed. Everyone walking by me was calling me "fat ass", "whore", "thot". I wasn't having it. I was running around the corner to the bathroom when ...