A Virgin A Prostitute

Eric and i

             🍭 Episode 5🍭

                Kate's pov

I got home tiredly and walked to my room. I slumped on the bed and slept off immediately.

      Next day,  I woke up with a banging headache. I got to the bathroom and brushed my teeth.

   I was too lazy to take my bath maybe the water was too cold. I finally took a warm bath and went down to the kitchen with my towel wrapping around my body.

       I did some pancakes and bacon, then took it to the dinning and began munching it.

Minutes later.....

My sister walked into the living room and saw me eating. She smiles and I greeted her.

"Good morning" I greeted.

"Yeah" She replied sarcastically.

   I secretly rolled my eyes at her, am not even sure if she's really my blood sister.

        I finished my breakfast without leaving a single thing in the plate. If she's hungry, she knows the way to the kitchen.

I took the plate to the kitchen and came back, going to my room.  I wore a grey gown which was hugging my body and brought out my figure eight.

       I did a normal makeup, not an ugly though. I guess I have to start doing a normal makeup but I don't just want too much boys flirting around me.

I might end up been rape. I got no client today but the house looks boring whenever am at home especially with my sister.

Hours of been bored, I decided to go for a walk, I grabbed my phone on the chair and left the living room.

    I got out and saw a little girl crying but a woman which I guessed would be her mom was consoling her.

   The scene made me remember I and my mom. She's such a beautiful woman with green eyes.

  Well she's a Russian while my dad is a Nigerian. I and sister Jane got our dad's complexion but I was the only one who took after my mom with green eyes.

    A Nigeria girl with green eyes. We all lived here in Russia but we went bankrupt and had to run and settled down in Nigeria cause we couldn't pay our debts.

   The business my dad started was a little one cause he couldn't find any white collar job but we were able to survive and finish our education.

         My parents had to die on my graduation day. They had died in a car accident on their way to my school.

  Sis Jane shifted the blame on me calling me a witch but that didn't stop me from making it.

Gosh! Making it? In prostitution?

I laughed at the thought. Before my mom died she had given me a diary.

    "I knew a day is coming like this Kate, that's why I take this book every where I go. Am giving you this book, make sure you clock 25 years of age before you open this book.

I know what am saying. You will be strong enough to face what's coming for you.

Be strong Kate" She said and gave up the ghost hours after dad's death.

     The book is still with me now. Really safe with me. Just had to wait next year for me to open the book.

    I sighed and kept walking, don't even know where I should go.