CHAPTER FIFTY FIVE
SAVE YOUR BREATH TO SAY YOUR PRAYER
If anyone had said I, Aaliyah Walters, would be a victim of rape, I’d have laughed in their face and asked them to show me who would ever dare touch me. My parents and the castles would totally annihilate them. I never imagined I’d be stripped off my dignity like this and at a place such as this one nonetheless, dressed like a w***e where no one knew who I really was. My last name was useless right now to this thug.
“Why are you putting on airs and fighting like that p***y ain’t for anyone with enough cash here. You came to work and w***e yourself so just f*****g do your job and stop being feisty.” He approaches me “I said leave me alone so just that do that already you lowlife hood rat. Dammit” I take off a heel, swinging it at him
