Amara’s POV
….( SIX YEARS LATER)….
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I was walking the halls doing my last rounds before I could get off work.
My day has been shitty with rumors of me being a whore going around the hospital all day. The rumors started when I was pregnant and have quickly escalated over the following months.
I walk into an elderly mans room. I check his vitals and lift the blankets to make sure he didn’t wet the bed or need a diaper change. He was still pretty dry so I covered him back up.
He was a pretty heavy sleeper and even If he was a wake. He wouldn’t talk because he is mute, but despite that I try my best to treat all the old people here with respect.
I work in the retirement home section of the hospital. It is still one big building and it is connected. Its helpful for the old people to have the hospital just a few doors down.
Leaving the old mans room I continue with my routine. Once I am finished I check out of work and head to the bathroom to do my business.
While inside I hear a few co-workers enter the restroom.
” I swear she is a whore! How else was she able to get a pay raise! On top of that she got pregnant and won’t even tell who the father is.” Lisa says with venom in her voice.
” I heard it was a doctor from the hospital section. You know John the really hot doctor.” Amber says back
” I wouldn’t doubt it. They were always flirting with each other. Not to mention John has a fiance now. Amara better hope she doesn’t find out.” Lisa says in a snobby tone.
I bite my bottom lip and my hands ball into a fist. I push open the stall door and angrily storm my way infront of them.
” For your fucking information! My daughter isn’t any of your fucking business! Secondly John isn’t her fucking father so stop spreading lies like you fucking know me! And Thirdly I didn’t get a pay raise from here!” yell at them
They both stare at me in shock and in disbelief. I than storm out of the bathroom not even washing my hands.
I once considered Amber and Lisa my best friends. However when I got pregnant and started using the money I got from helping my dad. They started treating me like trash. Even the doctors in the hospital say hurtful things behind me back or to my face. I can’t keep dealing with this shit!
As I walk down the hall angrily. I use one of the hand sanitizer expensors thats hanging in the wall.
I rub the hand sanitizer all over my hands and make sure I get it everywhere on my hands. I push open the door to the employee’s locker room.
I undo the lock and open it. I strip off my scubs and shove them into a white plastic bag. I use sanitizer wipes to clean my hands and arms not missing and inch of skin.
I can’t have my daughter getting sick because of me. So its best I keep clean the best I can.
I pull out my clothes I had packed in a clear plastic bag. I put my blue jeans on and a white t-shirt that shows a little bit of cleavage. I quickly grab my bag and shove everything into my bag completely clearing out my locker.
Grabbing my brown leather jacket and putting it on. I put my bag over my head and place it on my right shoulder. So it lays across my body.
Making sure I have everything. I leave the locker room and head to the nursery to pick up my daughter.
Having her may not have been the plan, but keeping her was the best decision I have ever made. I love her with all my heart.
I walk into the nursery and greet the people at the front desk. They give me fake smiles and I sign a piece of paper to check out my little angel from daycare.
I was lucky to have a job that took kids in no matter what shift you worked.
However here lately they have been somewhat rude and stricted about certain things. I know they are looking for a reason to report me to child services. Thats why I did whatever they said to keep that from happening.
Not to mention they watch my every fucking move just waiting for me to make a mistake. Its a good thing I put my two weeks notice in a few days ago, but this morning I woke up to my landlord banging on my apartment door.
Apparently someone complained again about my baby crying all night. Which was full of shit, because she only cried for a few minutes. I breast fed her and we both went to sleep.
If its not my daughter crying, its my tv, or I am stomping to loud. Which I do none of those things. I just can’t catch a break with these assholes!
So, I packed up important stuff and cramped it into my car. While wearing a baby carrier on my back. I don’t exactly have anyone helping me and I wasn’t about to leave her with a neighbor.
The lady behind the desk hands me the pink diaper bag backpack.
I put the diaper bag on my back and wait patiently as they finally bring my daughter out to me.
She was wear her light pink onesie. She tiredly rubs her eyes. Her black curly hair was a mess in the back. So, I know she had just woken up.
The second she sees me, her little arms reach out for me and she leans forward.
I smile as I take her from the new daycare worker. Out of everyone Mary seemed nice and was on my side about how shitty this place treated me.
I am not really sure what I did to be treated so horribly by everyone. All I have ever done was help those around me. I guess heading home is for the best.
Mary hands me the pink fluffy baby blanket. I wrap it around my daughter to keep her warm.
I tell them all goodnight as I leave the nursery area and out the front door.
I listen to my daughter babble to me tiredly. I kisses her forehead softly as I reach into my jacket pocket and pull out my keys.
Hitting the unlock button on the key fob. I open the back door and unwrap her from the blanket and put her in the carseat. I make sure the chest piece is placed correctly before I cover her up with her blankie.
I shut the car door and stand there for a few minutes to get the diaper bag off my back and my work bag in my hands.
I notice some men hanging around a black SUV. I find it a little sketchy.
Which is why I stand next to my daughter door and take my bags off. So I can get in the car faster.
I open my driver side door and fling my work bag into the passenger side floor while I get in and shut the door. Locking the car as I set the diaper bag on the passenger seat.
I pull my phone out of my pocket and put it on the phonemount. I have attached to my windshield. I call my mom as I start my car. When she doesn’t answer I call Luke.
He answers just as I am putting my seat belt on.
” Hey, kiddo whats up?” He asked me in a nervous tone.
Why is he being weird?
” I am coming home. Is it okay if I stay with you and mom. Its just until I get my own place?” I ask him
” Yeah, Sure you can come over. You are family after all.” He says with a nervous laugh. I hear a familiar voice in the background but can’t quite place who it is.
” Okay! I will see you in a few hours.” I tell him as I hung up and pull out of the parking lot.
Mom is going to be surprised I have a baby. I was ashamed at first to tell anyone I was pregnant. Especially since the way I got pregnant wasn’t with someone I loved. I still haven’t spoken to my father since that day.
I look in the review mirror and can see from Sadie mirror. That she is happy playing with her blanket and chewing on part of it.
I chose to name her Sadie, because I always liked that name. It fits her perfectly too.
Staring at the road ahead I can’t help remember the day I got pregnant.
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( FLASHBACK TO A YEAR AGO)
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” You have 24 hours to get six million dollars to us or your father dies!” The man on the other end says in a dangerous tone.
He hangs up before I can answer. A minute later I get a text. I open it up and my eyes go wide at seeing my dad tied to a chair. His hands are bound behind his back. His face is swollen and busted. His white shirt was covered in his own blood.
My eyes water and put my right hand over my mouth to keep me from screaming in my apartment.
How am I suppose to get that much money in just so little of time. I start using google to try and find a away to get money fast.
I came across this website that seemed very sketchy but the offer was to good to be turn down. Especially since I could ask for any amount. I was also in a hurry so I filled out the questionnaire and 15 minutes later I got a text message from an anonymous number.
” How old are you?” Anonymous peson asked
” I am twenty two.” I texted back
” Are you a virgin?” Anonymous person asked
” Yes.” I answered back.
” Send picture.” Anonymous person asked.
I sent a picture of myself and they told me what to wear and where to go.
It was a fancy hotel only rich people are able to get in. The place was amazing the floor was a golden marble color.
Everything was shiny and beautiful.
It was three o’clock in the mornings so there wasn’t very many people in the lobby area. Only person I saw was the security guard up front. I walk over wearing a black short dress that barely covered my ass.
The guard starts at me unfazed.
” I am here to see Mr. black.” I tell him in a low tone.
He grabs the phone next to him and calls someone. They talk for a few moments, before he hangs up.
” You can head upstairs. Take the elevator to the eighths floor. Its room twelve just knock.” The guard tells me.
I nod and head to the elevator.
Once I am at the eighth floor I walk down a huge hallway. When I get to room twelve there is a guard wearing a black suit and a earpiece in his right ear.
” I am here for Mr, black.” I tell the man.
I hand him my purse so he can go through it. Once he is satisfied he than pats me down. However it felt more like a feel up cause he was rubbing his hand on my ass and squeezing my breast.
Once he is done, he speaks on his earpiece before opening the penthouse door.
I step inside nervous. I take a few steps forward and jump a little as I hear the front door shut behind me.
” Um, hello?” I say nervously
I notice an older man in his late 50s with gray silky hair and a huge belly walks around the corner. I realize he is only wearing gray sweatpants.
A smirk spreads arcoss his face, ” Well aren’t you beautiful. You look even better than your picture.” He says with his eyes full of lust as his eyes roam my body.
My mom would probably be disappointed in me for selling my virginity in order to save dad. I wouldn’t be in this position. If he wouldn’t have took money from some wannabe gangsters. However they are still dangerous enough to kill people and get away with it.
He licks his lips sending a shiver down my spine, ” Come on.” He says as he walks down the hall. I follow him into the bedroom.
” Strip!” The older man says in a commanding tone.
With shaky hands I set my purse down gently against the floor. I grab the bottom of my dress and pull it up and over my head. My breast bounce freely and harder from the cold air.
I drop my dress on to the floor and pull my black laced underwear off.
” Take off the heels and get on the bed.” He orders.
I do as I am told and take my heels off and get on the bed.
I could see his cock was already hard from the huge bulge in his pants. As the old man pulls his gray sweatpants off. His huge thick cock springs forth. He walks up to the bed and pushes me onto the bed on my back rather roughly.
” We have all night.” He says as his hands spread my legs apart and gets in-between my legs.
” Don’t worry, I will go slow the first few arounds.” He says leanding down to kiss my right breast.
I bite my bottom lip and stare up at the white covered ceiling. This isn’t the way I planned to loose my virginity. My eyes water and my breath hitches as I feel his huge hard cock against my entrance.
” C-condom?” I asked him nervously
I watched as his lust filled eyes stared into mine and a cold smirk went across his face.
” Don’t worry sweetheart, I am clean and with all the money I am paying you. I’m not ruining it wearing a condom.” He says coldly.
” Now, grip the sheets.” He orders me
A tear slides down my face as I grip the sheets tightly. I let out a cry as he thrust into me all at once. It felt like I was being torn in two.
” Fuck, you are tight.” He grunts as he starts thrusting into me deep and slow.
He leans down kissing the side of my neck as he thrust. His huge belly was rubbing against me. His left hand was on my right breast. His right hand was on my bare ass.
I whimpered with each thrust as he grunted in my ear. We continued to have painful sex over and over until he was satisfied that he got his money worth out of me.
When morning came I was in bed alone. My body ached and I had the urge to pee. I got off the bed slowly and picked up my stuff off the floor. I limp to the bathroom and shut the door.
When I look into the mirror I didn’t even recognize the person staring back at me. My hair is a mess and my eyes are puffy from crying. I have eye liner all over my face with bruises on my neck, chest, arms, and legs.
I notice I have a lot of blood between my legs. I do my business on the toilet and take a shower thats long enough to clean the blood off of me.
Once I am out I put my dress back on and fix my hair and make my face somewhat presentable. I shove my underwear into my purse and step out of the bathroom and head out of the bedroom.
I walk down the hallway and hear a familiar voice, ” In here sweetheart. The old man says as I enter the kitchen where he seat drinking coffee.
Two huge thick brown envelopes lay next to him.
He picks up the first envelope and pushed it towads me, ” That’s the money you requested and earned last night.” Watching as he grabs the other thick envelope as he continues, ” This however is ten thousand dollars. All you have to do. If you want it, is come over here and bend over the dining table. Or you can take the crash you already earned and leave.” He tells me as he sips his coffee.
I place the money in my hands into my purse and stare at the other envelope full of money.
I look at the time on the clock hanging on the wall. ” Sex one more time and thats it.” I ask him nervously.
” yes.” He says calmly.
I place my purse down and walk over to the table and bend over.
I hear his chair slide back as he stands up and walks behind me.
Feeling him lift my dress up as he spreads my feet apart with his foot. I hear ruffling and feel a hand being placed on the center of my back.
I bite my bottom lip as I feel his cock at my entrance. His other hand rubs my bare ass as he slaps it hard. I jump at the force and hear him chuckle.
” You are a great fuck.” He says as he slams hard and deep in one thrust.
I cry out as I grip the table and feel him thrusting into me roughly.
” Damn!” He grunts and slaps my bare ass hard. He speeds up his pace, as he thrusts faster.
The table starts to rock from the force.
” Moan!” He orders thrusting deeper into me with each thrust.
I let out a moan and he slaps my ass harder, ” Fuck!” He says grunting and moving his right hand from my hip and rubs my clit roughly with his fingers.
I moan and can feel pressure building in my lower area. I cry out as I cum. My walls closing in around his cock as he continues to thrust into me hard and deep.
He grunts and I feel warm liquid fill me up.
Once he is finished he pulls out and slides the envelope full of money towards me as he fixes his pants.
I pull my dress back down and grab the cash and my purse and leave the penthouse without a word.
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When I am in the cab heading to deliver the money to get my dad. I get a text from the same anonymous number.
” Mr. black has said you can came back anytime for more money.” The anonymous person says.
Yeah, not happening again. That was a one time thing and I already regret doing it.
An hour later I enter the warehouse. They told me to came to. My heels clicking against the concrete floor with the envelope full of money in my hand.
I stop walking when my eyes make contact with several men with guns. My dad at the center of them.
I hear a few of them whistle at me, ” Damn, Your daughter is sexy as hell.”
An older man in his late twenties says as he licks his lips.
” I have the money. Can I have my dad back please.” I asked nervously as I look at them all.
” Sure, after we count it.” One man says that I assume is the boss.
While a man to my right takes the envelope full of money from my hands and begins counting it. ” She good. Its all here.” The man tells his boss.
” A deal was a deal.” The man in the center says as he cuts my dad loose.
They pull him to his feet and carry him to a old beat up car. ” They will take you home.” I nod my head and follow the men.
Watching as they place my dad in the car. I get in the backseat with him.
Two men get in the car. One was in the passenger seat and the other was in the driver seat.
The car rumbles to life and shakes as it is put into drive. It was like being in a broken massage chair. All it does is shake the hell out of you. No wonder they asked for that much money. They need a new car.
Once we were back at my apartment I help dad onto my couch. I carry my purse with me into the bathroom. I lock the door and turn the shower on.
Stripping out of my dress as I wait for the water to warm up. Once its warm all I can do is sit in the floor and cry. I felt so dirty and gross.
It was days like this that I missed how protective Dimitri, Liam, and Lucia were of me. I missed my best friends. If I could even call them that.
I stayed in the shower unil my skin was bright red and washed up, before I got out.
Wrapping the towel around my body. I stepped out refreshed and feeling a little better. I walked to my bedroom that was arcoss the hall. I put on a gray shirt and a pair of white underwear and black shorts.
I walked into the living to find my dad gone and a note on my table.
(( I am so sorry Amara,
I got you mixed up in my shit.
It won’t happen again.
I will take this time to get
my shit together.
I love you
~ sincerely sorry,
your father ))
I can’t help but feel my blood boil as I crumble the paper in my hands and throw it against the wall.
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…. FLASHBACK ENDS…
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Since then I haven’t heard from my father. He didn’t even ask how I got the money or If I was okay.
I did all that to help him and he just takes off. Two months later I found out I was pregnant with Sadie. I never told Mr. Black I was pregnant and I never went back to him.
He give me 10 thousand for the quicky on the dinning table. I took that money and brought a car and paid bills. The rest went to Sadie children are expensive, but I wouldn’t trade her for the world. She came into my life when I was at my lowest.
She give me a reason to keep living and take one day at a time.
I hope mom will be happy about having a grandchild.
I look in the review mirror at Sadie mirror to see Sadie has fallen asleep with her thumb in her mouth.
I let out a small smile.
Home here I come.