The heartless bitch
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  • Reads 14,279
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  • Parts 22
  • Time 2h 19m
Complete, First published Mar 26, 2014
Mature
Hi, it's yo girl teyana ,the bad bitch and  I'm 16. I don't give a fuck what people say or there feelings I only care about me and the person who gave birth to me. actually fuck that I don't care about her cause she don't care about me all she cares about is crack fucking crackhead. people say that I'm heartless I properly am but I wasn't always like this......  *******************************************************                            7 years ago....  "Daddy,Daddy help me please someone help" crying my eyes out begging my father friend to stop while he raping me and hitting me at the same time.  My father friend deroy said " bitch,stop screaming enjoy it cus no one going to have sex with you, look at you. I was still screaming for someone to help me "no one going to help you they don't care about you,do you really think they care if they did they would of been here right now"  I was still screaming for help because I had hope that my night and shining armor to rescue me but he didn't come...
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My life has alway been surrounded by people that love each other but never around people who truly love me. Growing up the youngest boy of a family of 6 boys and a single mom hasn't been easy. My life hasn't always been picture perfect being the only brother with a different dad hasn't been easy. After all my brother fathers died my mom was destroyed and met my dad she had me and they broke up. My dad lives in london and my mom lives in america so for a big part of my life I lived with my dad but when I started high school I moved to live with my mom for a better life and that's when I joined this chaotic family as an outsider and a foreigner. Keeping to myself I got close to my brothers but never close enough. Being an outcast is all I ever will be a broody outcast the quiet pothead that you should stay away from and that one brother whos always lonely and by himself. All my brothers have girlfriends and my ma has my step dad and I have no one and that's fine because I don't believe in love and when they all get their heartbroken they can't blame anyone but themselves. Moving to a new city has never been easy for me. My dads in the army so it's just me and mom moving from new York to California isn't gonna be easy moving to a new high school is never a good idea but if it means a fresh start from my past I'll do anything to run away from it.