In Our World

Amora "f**k, I'm going to come baby." Next thing I know, the man I'm sleeping with tonight gives one final thrust before he finishes inside of me. Disgusting, vile creature just finished in me. Good thing I'm on the pill. "You're amazing. Next time you're in the mood give me a call, I'd love to please you again doll." The only one pleased here is him, that was the most boring f**k of my life. Not once did he ask what I wanted or liked, and he sure as hell didn't ask if he could finish inside of me. But regardless, I played into the sweet act. "Of course! I'll make sure to save your number so I don't forget!" If there is one thing to know about me, its I don't like commitment, I don't do relationships, just quickies to satisfy my woman needs. Before tonight could get any worse, my phone starts to ring. Saved by the bell. "Just silence it baby, so we can enjoy each other's company." "But this could be important, give me like one minute handsome." CALLER ID Pain in the ass "Hello?" "Oh my god! Amora! Please get home! Mom and Dad are fighting and threatening to leave each other, please hurry and get home!!" "I'm on my way. Let me put you on hold while I get dressed." I started to grab my pants to get dressed, when my partner for the night huffs. "You're really going to leave after the amazing night we've had?" "Oh I'm so sorry babe, but my sister is on the phone. She's crying due to a family emergency. I must go. I'll call you though?" "I understand. Call me when you're free gorgeous. I can't wait to hear you scream again." Too bad I'm blocking him the moment I leave, but he doesn't need to know that. "Of course! But I must go now, take care!" And just like that, I'm dressed and out the door in seconds and return to my amazing friend on the other end of the phone. "Did you hear all that?" I ask. "Girl yes! He sounded like a pig. Did he really fall for our trick?" I couldn't help the laugh that I was previously trying to keep in. "Haha, yes! He did! You're amazing Kamryn, thanks for always saving my ass." "Anytime bestie, you'd do it for me. Now tell me ALL the deets of it. Did he truly leave you THAT unsatisfied but thought it was just so amazing? HA" And that's how my night went as I walked home, telling my best friend since first grade all about the absolute worst f**k of my life. As I neared home, I hung up only to hear fighting coming from inside. Sighing. This is how my life goes I suppose. All my parents do is fight, and my father blames me for us being so poor and how I ruined his life. All I've ever been in his eyes is worthless and pathetic. He's never treated my younger brother this way, just me. Maybe he wanted only boys, or an amazing, smart, beautiful daughter who got a full ride scholarship to any college for a Doctorate degree, when in reality, he got me. I'm just your average girl who serves for her local diner to help her family keep up in bills, and to survive. The only full ride I can manage to get is with random men. Maybe I really am that pathetic. I tried to sneak into my bedroom unnoticed but failed. My father somehow always knows. "You been out f*****g random men again you slut?" "No dad, I was with Kamryn. Besides, it's not your business anyway." I'll regret that. You'd think I'd know better than to talk back by now. "Don't lie to me w***e. I can smell men all over you." Slap. "I know you were out f*****g random men again you f*****g bitch." Slap At this point, I'm just getting pissed and just want to go to my bed, but my father always knows when I'm home, what I was doing, as if he stalks me, and always makes it a point to punish me for it. "You disgust me you weak piece of s**t! I'm disgusted to call you, my blood." Just when I thought the abuse was over, my father throws me to the ground and started to kick me right in the ribs. One Two Three Four Right as he was about to deliver his fifth kick, my mom called him into the bedroom for reasons I'd rather not have in my head, but I must admit, as much as I hate that my mother doesn't verbally stick up for me, she knows he will never deny her in bed. It's the only way he will stop abusing me. Once he's gone, I go into my bedroom and look in the mirror. My long brown hair is matted, my hazel eyes look red from the unshed tears I refused to give him, my cheek marked red with his handprint from the slaps he gave to me, and lastly, the purple and blue bruising on my ribs. Years of abuse has gotten me used to seeing these things and dealing with it. Nothing makeup, and some bandages around my ribs can't fix. Once I've cleaned up a decent amount, and I'm in bed, all I can think about is how much I wish my life was different. Whether it be I was born to a different family or just dead, it'd beat this hell I'm in. I finally start to doze off, the sleepiness getting to me when- DING Pain in the ass "Hey wanna go to this party after work?? Lots of hot guys!!<3" Well count me in. Who doesn't love to get drunk and escape reality for a bit. AN!! This is my first ever book y'all, so please bear with me! Leave any constructive criticism or helpful comments if you like!<3 I have so many ideas for this book.