CHAPTER 5
907 Words
ROXY
I get home and and my step mother stops me in the middle of me walking to my room. Honestly at times I just want to punch her so hard and I can but I don't ever want to even touch her because she is a dirty woman. Like how can you f**k a married man but she didn't give a flying rat's ass about that. I am ashamed to even say that this is my 'family'. I do have a brother but he is in the army so I don't get to meet him as much. I really want to hope that this time he will come back but if life taught me anything then it is to never hope because it doesn't exist, actions matter far more than hope because all the time that we waste on hoping is never going to ever come back. Also hopes never got me anything, I hoped that mom wouldn't die but that still happened, I hoped that dad will be sober again and not f**k other women but he still does that so in conclusion hope is bullshit. Don't let your life depend on it because you will surely die just like my mother.
"where were you b***h?"
"well while you were obviously f*****g men, I was looking for jobs"
I say looking at her disheveled hair and smudged lipstick. This woman is such a w***e, it gives me second-hand embarrassment to even be a woman when she exists. Say whatever you want if you are a w***e or a slut then there is nothing good about it. Today's generation is so f****d up that they are proud of being a w***e and then proceed to call themselves bad bitches. It is the cringiest s**t I have ever had the displeasure to witness and I am a part of this generation and I am embarrassed... that says something.
"just because no guy wants to f**k your ugly ass doesn't mean that I am a w***e"
"ha! you really think that. Wow you really are insane. b***h I don't have to wait around like you do for some d**k and also I have all of this naturally while you have plastic up in your body, you w***e"
Ha! the b***h thinks I like men. Since the fifth grade I have liked boobs more than d**k. No offense to men, you all are handsome too but I only get wet for women. I can see my b***h of a step-mother get red because of the facts that I just spoke but I don't give a s**t, she should've know to keep her mouth shut. She knows that if she even tries to hit me I will f**k her up so she doesn't even try to hit me. She used to hit me a s**t ton but I started hitting back when I was in 7th grade and one time I really got pissed so let's just say she got what she deserved.
I go upstairs open up my laptop that my bestfriend Cam gifted me when I was in 9th grade. It was his old laptop but he gave it to me because I didn't have one and my alcoholic father and slut of a step-mother were surely not gonna f*****g buy me one. I miss him, he was my one bestfriend and I love him so much. I never believed in bestfriends and was always closed off but he really helped me. Even when I would shout at him to go away he would say 'nope I won't. I am your friend and I want to know what is wrong and why are you upset?' He would always take me out for ice-cream afterwards. In the school everyone thought we were dating but obviously we weren't. He was one of the popular kids because he was on the soccer team but he never acted like a douchebag. He took me to my first boxing fight and always dropped me off at my boxing classes. I really miss my trainer too. Mr. Takeshi is one of the most talented people I have ever met. They were all like my family but now I am here but I will still go to visit them.
Mr. Takeshi also told me to call his friend here who is also a trainer so that I can continue training. Let's call him.
"Hello Riya here"
"Hello Ms. Riya, Mr. Takeshi told me---"
"Oh Roxy yea yea Takeshi told me that you will call"
Right now I am confuzzled. What? She is Mr. Takeshi's friend? He never told me that it was going to be she.
"You are Mr. Takeshi friend, you are the one who is going to train me?"
"yes"
I stay silent.
"child you sound confused. Do you not want me to train you?"
child? how old is she? She sounds pretty young.
"no ma'am I do but--"
"first of all, don't call me ma'am. Call me Ree. Also I know you thought it must have been a he"
"yes ma'am"
My cheeks turn red when she says what I was thinking. I didn't mean to come off as sexist, it is just Mr. Takeshi never told me so I just assumed.
"It's alright child. Don't worry. Come and meet me at 10 o' clock tonight okay?"
"okay ma'am"
Well I am exhausted so let's take a nap. Dreamland here I come.
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