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DEENA SKET- DADDY DEAREST PART 1
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"You set me up, you bitch."
"I bet you didnt think you would see my face again- you fuckin slosh"
"You fuckin set me up."
"Do somethin about it Deena- fuckin do somethin about it."
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Wednesday 24 February 2010
DEENA SKET CHAPTER 20
I woke up on some bed.
i looked up and realized i was in some medical room.i felt bare lightheaded.
I felt like i was dreamin- dat today was yesterday but den it hit me- it was real.
Some nurse walked into the room.
"Hello deena?", she sed.
"what am i doin here- how did i get here."
"You were brought in by an ambulance deena- the doctor will explain everything to you."
I started cryin.
then the dr walked in,
he sat on the sideof the bed, "deena- first of all I want you to know that you're going to be ok,"
i started cryin.
"deena you've suffered a miscarriage," he said, "you've been assaulted haven't you- your body is covered in bruises, would i be right in thinking this happened today?".
I nodded.
"did you know you were pregnant?", he asked.
i felt so sick, "i did yeah- am i gonna be ok, what happened to me."
"It seems as though you were losing so much blood that you became light headed and collapsed- your friend Natalie called in the ambulance- she was here whilst you asleep making sure you were ok but she left when I told her you were awake- should I call her back."
"no no," i sed. "dr, how many months was I?".
"Judging from the blood- it was about two weeks, very early in the trimester- Deena you're bruises- what happened."
I didnt say anything and sed, "some girls- beat me up earlier on today- really bad."
"did you call the police?", he asked.
"no, its fine."
"deena- they almost killed you- their beating is what resulted in your miscarriage."
"i dont want to report it," i sed, "im ok yeah?".
"Deena- we think you need to talk to someone about this- losing a child is..."
"it wasnt a child- it werent formed yet."
he didnt say anything and got up and den he sed, "we still think u shld tlak to someone- its up to you- we have to take you in for an x-ray to make sure there's no internal bleeding, your friend is here." then he left.
"you alright babes,".
i turned to see sorcha standing at the door.
"fuck off u fuckin bitch."
she shut the door and sat at the end of the bed.
"i never told u that i fucked natalies dad- so why wuld ubring me into dat shit," i sed.
"you didnt tell me- he did," she laufed, "anyway deena- tings worked out alright- natalie aint talkin to me OR u so deres no way i can be a part of michelles life."
"dats why u did it- to give dem an excuse not to talk 2 u," i sed, "u fuckin bitch- natalie was MY friend and now u fucked it all up jus cos u didnt wanna be part of michelle's life."
she looked at me sed, "u fucked the guys who raped her- and ur tryna go on like u two are griminal and wretch- listen deena- im the only girl u need to role with, we're two sexy lighties, fuck natalie- she used to cuss u behind ur back to me all the time- she said ud fuck a horse if it chirpsed u enough."
I didnt say anythin, "did u really fuck her dad."
she laufed, "how do u think i met natalie- at her dads youth club- i used to go before she did and he was fuckin me from when i was 14."
"uve fucked up their marriage- now sandras gonna leave him, and she wont be able to raise michelle and the twins alone- whats gonna happen to michelle."
"oh fuck michelle and sandra, deena- michelle had an easy life- she HAD her mum and MY dad, so she's good, she'll be fine and sandra SHOULD leave him- what kind of man cheats on his fiancee', if he werent fuckin me or u it would have been somebody else- ive done sandra a favour." den she sed, "deena- the hospital called ur nan and shescoming back as soon as she can but she cant leave leeds now cos of the snow up there and so she sed u can stay wiv me at my mums second flat in brixton until she gets back."
"i dont want shit to do wiv u, or ryan or fumez anymore- i just wanna go back to college and stay at my nans yard."
"go back to college?", sorcha sed, "deena- evryone will knw that u fucked natalies dad and now shes knows about ryan and...."
i screamed.
"how the fuck does she know about ryan and fumez sorcha."
she looked away and then took out her lipgloss and put it on, "i told her deena- she had to know- shes a bitch."
"sorcha- u did it cos ur jealous dat me and natalie were tight- u did it so she can hate me," i cried.
"deena- u need to forget about her- shes a bitch- and u cant go back to her college deena- u need to leave, cos she'll fuck u up, u need to find a new college."
I started cryin bare.
"im gonna go bring us some Mcdonalds," she sed, "u got anymoney?".
"in my purse," i sed. she took out 20 pounds and sed, "ill be back."
Then the dr came in.
"Deena- we've reffered you to a gp in Finsbury Park- for regular check ups that are just to make sure you're ok- we're ready for the xray now- Ill have someone help you up."
As he helped me up, i asked, "whats dis drs name."
"Dr Zarindast, Akbar Zarindast."
i looked up and realized i was in some medical room.i felt bare lightheaded.
I felt like i was dreamin- dat today was yesterday but den it hit me- it was real.
Some nurse walked into the room.
"Hello deena?", she sed.
"what am i doin here- how did i get here."
"You were brought in by an ambulance deena- the doctor will explain everything to you."
I started cryin.
then the dr walked in,
he sat on the sideof the bed, "deena- first of all I want you to know that you're going to be ok,"
i started cryin.
"deena you've suffered a miscarriage," he said, "you've been assaulted haven't you- your body is covered in bruises, would i be right in thinking this happened today?".
I nodded.
"did you know you were pregnant?", he asked.
i felt so sick, "i did yeah- am i gonna be ok, what happened to me."
"It seems as though you were losing so much blood that you became light headed and collapsed- your friend Natalie called in the ambulance- she was here whilst you asleep making sure you were ok but she left when I told her you were awake- should I call her back."
"no no," i sed. "dr, how many months was I?".
"Judging from the blood- it was about two weeks, very early in the trimester- Deena you're bruises- what happened."
I didnt say anything and sed, "some girls- beat me up earlier on today- really bad."
"did you call the police?", he asked.
"no, its fine."
"deena- they almost killed you- their beating is what resulted in your miscarriage."
"i dont want to report it," i sed, "im ok yeah?".
"Deena- we think you need to talk to someone about this- losing a child is..."
"it wasnt a child- it werent formed yet."
he didnt say anything and got up and den he sed, "we still think u shld tlak to someone- its up to you- we have to take you in for an x-ray to make sure there's no internal bleeding, your friend is here." then he left.
"you alright babes,".
i turned to see sorcha standing at the door.
"fuck off u fuckin bitch."
she shut the door and sat at the end of the bed.
"i never told u that i fucked natalies dad- so why wuld ubring me into dat shit," i sed.
"you didnt tell me- he did," she laufed, "anyway deena- tings worked out alright- natalie aint talkin to me OR u so deres no way i can be a part of michelles life."
"dats why u did it- to give dem an excuse not to talk 2 u," i sed, "u fuckin bitch- natalie was MY friend and now u fucked it all up jus cos u didnt wanna be part of michelle's life."
she looked at me sed, "u fucked the guys who raped her- and ur tryna go on like u two are griminal and wretch- listen deena- im the only girl u need to role with, we're two sexy lighties, fuck natalie- she used to cuss u behind ur back to me all the time- she said ud fuck a horse if it chirpsed u enough."
I didnt say anythin, "did u really fuck her dad."
she laufed, "how do u think i met natalie- at her dads youth club- i used to go before she did and he was fuckin me from when i was 14."
"uve fucked up their marriage- now sandras gonna leave him, and she wont be able to raise michelle and the twins alone- whats gonna happen to michelle."
"oh fuck michelle and sandra, deena- michelle had an easy life- she HAD her mum and MY dad, so she's good, she'll be fine and sandra SHOULD leave him- what kind of man cheats on his fiancee', if he werent fuckin me or u it would have been somebody else- ive done sandra a favour." den she sed, "deena- the hospital called ur nan and shescoming back as soon as she can but she cant leave leeds now cos of the snow up there and so she sed u can stay wiv me at my mums second flat in brixton until she gets back."
"i dont want shit to do wiv u, or ryan or fumez anymore- i just wanna go back to college and stay at my nans yard."
"go back to college?", sorcha sed, "deena- evryone will knw that u fucked natalies dad and now shes knows about ryan and...."
i screamed.
"how the fuck does she know about ryan and fumez sorcha."
she looked away and then took out her lipgloss and put it on, "i told her deena- she had to know- shes a bitch."
"sorcha- u did it cos ur jealous dat me and natalie were tight- u did it so she can hate me," i cried.
"deena- u need to forget about her- shes a bitch- and u cant go back to her college deena- u need to leave, cos she'll fuck u up, u need to find a new college."
I started cryin bare.
"im gonna go bring us some Mcdonalds," she sed, "u got anymoney?".
"in my purse," i sed. she took out 20 pounds and sed, "ill be back."
Then the dr came in.
"Deena- we've reffered you to a gp in Finsbury Park- for regular check ups that are just to make sure you're ok- we're ready for the xray now- Ill have someone help you up."
As he helped me up, i asked, "whats dis drs name."
"Dr Zarindast, Akbar Zarindast."
Monday 22 February 2010
DEENA SKET CHAPTER 19
Sorcha walked in and gave me one look.
She hugged Sandra.
"Thanks for coming," sandra sed.
"sorcha- u remember deena from the party?", natalie said.
"oh yeah- oh hi deena," she said.
o shit- as far as natalie knew me and sorcha had only met once at her party, she didnt know the shit me and her had been doin behind her back.
"boys lets go up and play on the xbox," natalies dad sed. he picked the boys up, put one on his back and the other on his front and they went upstairs.
Natalie closed the door.
"its alright if deena hears this?", natalie said.
sandra nodded.
what was this about?
"Sorcha- u knw why i called u here?", sandra asked.
Sorcha looked at her and said, "no- no i dont."
I cldnt believe how good sorcha was actin- i had spent the entire day wiv her, we had fucked ryan 2gever, i had vomited in her mouf and she looked so fresh like wed never met.
"You know about michelle?", sandra asked.
"yeah i do," sorcha said, "they found her."
"we want to adopt her- me and natalies dad want to become her legal guardians."
"ok," sorcha said.
"and she's your sister- your dads daughter- we think you're just what she needs- you and natalie are just what she needs- older sisters."
Sorcha looked to the floor and sed, "sandra- i want nothing to do with anything to do with my dad- same way he wanted nothing to do with me when he was too busy raising rochelle and then michelle."
"count yourself lucky," sandra said, "he was a pervert, he abused them both and is the reason theyre both dead- you know about the whole rochelle mix up."
"about her not really being dead," sorcha smiled, "yeah yeah i do."
"i know you're hurt- but sorcha michelle's been through so much, lord knows what that bastard who kidnapped her did to her, once shes finished counselling she'll move here with us and we really want you to be a part of her life."
Natalie looked at her and sed, "she was really good with rochelle and she needs an older sister- thats you"
i didnt say shit- my stomach was hurtin so much i cld feel a spot growin on my face.
"ill need to think about it- this a big thing," sorcha sed.
there was a long silence and den sandra sed, "oh lemme get u a drink- what would u like?".
"im alright sandra- i lost my apetite before i came," she sed and then gave me a quick dirty look.
i was so scared- sorcha was gonna tell natalie everythin.
i sed, "i have to be goin now- i dont feel well."
"oh whats wrong," sandra sed.
"my stomach really hurts," i sed.
"that time of the month," sorcha said without looking at me.
i cldnt believe her- she looked like today never happend, dressed in black and white zebra striped jeggins, a white vest and 6 inch heels.
"i have a hot water bottle," sandra sed. suddenly she looked bare sad as she looked at me, i thrt about her first husband- how he killed that indian girl after fuckin her and den how she would feel if she knew i had fucked her man.
"im ok," i sed, "the pains goin."
i was having a panic attack internally, like i was hyperventilating inside. i felt so sick, my body still hurt and i wanted to jus run out, sorcha was smilin as she and sandra spoke about michelle, like she was smilin cos she could sense my fear and den she sed, "does michelle know her mums dead."
sandra nodded and started bawlin. natalie sat next to her and hugged her.
"that girl has gone through too much," sandra said dryin her eys, "i cant imagine what shes been through, and now that im earning more and natalie your dad got a job in the council we can afford to look after her-we want to move to abigger place in holland park and michelle and the twins there."
then the housephone rang. natalie answered it.
"hi....oh u alrite mark.. yeah she's here... but can she call u back.... alright wha time- alright ill let the boys know... bye." she put the phone down and tld sandra, "it was mark- he wants to take the boys to see Hamleys tommorow to buy them their presents."
sandra nodded, "what time?".
"he said 2 tommorow," natalie sed.
"he must be back from uni," sandra sed.
"yeah," natalie sed.
then jack walked into the room and sat on sorchas lap.
"LAY-TAH jack- u dnt even know sorcha and u sittin on her lap,"natalie laufd.
"i do know her," jack said.
"no u dnt," sandra laughed, "this is the first time she's come here."
jack looked at sorcha and shook his head, "no its not," he sed.
natalie gave sorcha a look as if to say what the fuck.
sorcha started sweating.
"when u went to sleep at aunty sharons house-she came here,"jack said.
sandra gave me a look and then stared at sorcha.
"no jack," sorcha sed, "u mus have me confused."
"no," jack sed,"i saw u- u and boss man thrt i me and jake and i were sleeping- u came here in the night time and then boss man opend the door and then u kissed like they do in the films and then u went upstairs- when mum was at aunty sharons house."
sandra looked at natalie.
"what is he talking about sorcha?".
sorcha got up,"i have to go," she said.
"ur not going anywhere- jack go upstairs," sandra sed.
jack picked up his DS and left.
"what was he talkin about," sandra said. i started sweatin.
"nah nah it cant be," natalie sed.
"Ive been getting wocked out by your dad natalie," sorcha said, "and so has deena."
She hugged Sandra.
"Thanks for coming," sandra sed.
"sorcha- u remember deena from the party?", natalie said.
"oh yeah- oh hi deena," she said.
o shit- as far as natalie knew me and sorcha had only met once at her party, she didnt know the shit me and her had been doin behind her back.
"boys lets go up and play on the xbox," natalies dad sed. he picked the boys up, put one on his back and the other on his front and they went upstairs.
Natalie closed the door.
"its alright if deena hears this?", natalie said.
sandra nodded.
what was this about?
"Sorcha- u knw why i called u here?", sandra asked.
Sorcha looked at her and said, "no- no i dont."
I cldnt believe how good sorcha was actin- i had spent the entire day wiv her, we had fucked ryan 2gever, i had vomited in her mouf and she looked so fresh like wed never met.
"You know about michelle?", sandra asked.
"yeah i do," sorcha said, "they found her."
"we want to adopt her- me and natalies dad want to become her legal guardians."
"ok," sorcha said.
"and she's your sister- your dads daughter- we think you're just what she needs- you and natalie are just what she needs- older sisters."
Sorcha looked to the floor and sed, "sandra- i want nothing to do with anything to do with my dad- same way he wanted nothing to do with me when he was too busy raising rochelle and then michelle."
"count yourself lucky," sandra said, "he was a pervert, he abused them both and is the reason theyre both dead- you know about the whole rochelle mix up."
"about her not really being dead," sorcha smiled, "yeah yeah i do."
"i know you're hurt- but sorcha michelle's been through so much, lord knows what that bastard who kidnapped her did to her, once shes finished counselling she'll move here with us and we really want you to be a part of her life."
Natalie looked at her and sed, "she was really good with rochelle and she needs an older sister- thats you"
i didnt say shit- my stomach was hurtin so much i cld feel a spot growin on my face.
"ill need to think about it- this a big thing," sorcha sed.
there was a long silence and den sandra sed, "oh lemme get u a drink- what would u like?".
"im alright sandra- i lost my apetite before i came," she sed and then gave me a quick dirty look.
i was so scared- sorcha was gonna tell natalie everythin.
i sed, "i have to be goin now- i dont feel well."
"oh whats wrong," sandra sed.
"my stomach really hurts," i sed.
"that time of the month," sorcha said without looking at me.
i cldnt believe her- she looked like today never happend, dressed in black and white zebra striped jeggins, a white vest and 6 inch heels.
"i have a hot water bottle," sandra sed. suddenly she looked bare sad as she looked at me, i thrt about her first husband- how he killed that indian girl after fuckin her and den how she would feel if she knew i had fucked her man.
"im ok," i sed, "the pains goin."
i was having a panic attack internally, like i was hyperventilating inside. i felt so sick, my body still hurt and i wanted to jus run out, sorcha was smilin as she and sandra spoke about michelle, like she was smilin cos she could sense my fear and den she sed, "does michelle know her mums dead."
sandra nodded and started bawlin. natalie sat next to her and hugged her.
"that girl has gone through too much," sandra said dryin her eys, "i cant imagine what shes been through, and now that im earning more and natalie your dad got a job in the council we can afford to look after her-we want to move to abigger place in holland park and michelle and the twins there."
then the housephone rang. natalie answered it.
"hi....oh u alrite mark.. yeah she's here... but can she call u back.... alright wha time- alright ill let the boys know... bye." she put the phone down and tld sandra, "it was mark- he wants to take the boys to see Hamleys tommorow to buy them their presents."
sandra nodded, "what time?".
"he said 2 tommorow," natalie sed.
"he must be back from uni," sandra sed.
"yeah," natalie sed.
then jack walked into the room and sat on sorchas lap.
"LAY-TAH jack- u dnt even know sorcha and u sittin on her lap,"natalie laufd.
"i do know her," jack said.
"no u dnt," sandra laughed, "this is the first time she's come here."
jack looked at sorcha and shook his head, "no its not," he sed.
natalie gave sorcha a look as if to say what the fuck.
sorcha started sweating.
"when u went to sleep at aunty sharons house-she came here,"jack said.
sandra gave me a look and then stared at sorcha.
"no jack," sorcha sed, "u mus have me confused."
"no," jack sed,"i saw u- u and boss man thrt i me and jake and i were sleeping- u came here in the night time and then boss man opend the door and then u kissed like they do in the films and then u went upstairs- when mum was at aunty sharons house."
sandra looked at natalie.
"what is he talking about sorcha?".
sorcha got up,"i have to go," she said.
"ur not going anywhere- jack go upstairs," sandra sed.
jack picked up his DS and left.
"what was he talkin about," sandra said. i started sweatin.
"nah nah it cant be," natalie sed.
"Ive been getting wocked out by your dad natalie," sorcha said, "and so has deena."
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Sunday 21 February 2010
DEENA SKET- CHAPTER 18
I started bawlin.
"Im fuckin wiv u," he laufed, "it didnt say shes dead." he fell on the floor and started bussin up, i bawled even harder- why was he doin this to me.
"why did u say dat," i cried.
"ah shut up man- i was jokin- ur nan sed she'll call the housefone tonite 2 make sure ur there," he said wipin the laughter from his eyes.
then he lay next to me and sed, "u aint goin anywhere till u heal up,"
"ill do anythin- i wnt tell anyone- ill say i fell- just let me go,"
then he sed, "suck my dick for half an hour- non stop."
"i cant," i sed, "my mouth still hurts- ryan please let me go- ill do anythin."
"suck my dick den bitch- man aint on no dickead ting- u wanna leave? suck my cock."
He grabbed my head and forced it on his dick.
i started suckin it.
"nah bitch- ur shit- uno what jus go- but if u tell anyone ill fuck u up."
I got up and put on my clothes, i limped out of the room and told him i lovd him before i left the house.
i waited until i got to the end of the road before I cried- I knew where i had to go.
I walked into mcdonalds and rushed into the toilet.
i cried as i looked in the mirror, my face was so bruised.
i whipped out my concealer and completely covered my face in it.
I did bare eye make up to hide the bruise under my right eye and brushed my hair to keep it straight and neat on my head.
i called natalie and tld her i was coming.
i was tired of lyin 2 her- i was gonna come clean- i felt guilty- ryan didnt love me- he only wanted to cum in my pussy and dat was it.
I got on the train and changed at hammersmith, then i crossed the road and got the train to south ken station, natalie had agreed to meet me dere.
I was gonna tell her everyfin, about me fuckin her dad, me fuckin ryan and fumez and corey and all of fumes mandem.
I sat on the train bare self concious, i sat up straight but i cld tell people were watchin me- i could tell if it was cos of my hair or cos they could see that i had been fucked up but my concealer was good tho- they wouldnt be able to tell.
I got off at south ken station and Natalie was waitin.
she gasped.
oh shit- she could see id been fucked up.
"ur hair," she sed, "shit man- when did u get it done."
I hugged her- it hurt but i didnt say anythin.
"some time ago," i sed, "sorry im late."
"no worries," natalie sed- "everyones gone home- its just me, sandra, the twins and my dad dere."
we walked to big house.
it was like some proper mansion, natalie had the key and she unlocked it- two mixraced twins ran and hugged her.
"Jake and Jack this is my best friend Deena, say hey to deena."
"hi deena," the taller one said.
"hi," i said. my body was so sore that even smiling hurt and then i looked up. a tall dark skinned woman with long single extentions wearing a long yellow dress was walkin down the stairs. she looked like a slim india arie with big brown eyes,she was so beautiful- fuck it she looked like a tall lauryn hill- she was so beautiful.
"you must deena," she said kissing my cheek. "im sandra."
"hi," i sed.
"natalie- u never sed she'd be so beautiful- i love ur hair- is it a statement," she asked.
i sed, "kinda- i just wanted free myself."
"i feel u-" she said, "when i first listend to the miseducation of lauryn hill i decided to stop relaxing my hair and went natural, and then i cut it after a friend of mine died and now im growin it back agen," she laufed.
we laufed.
"come to the front room and gt some snacks.
when we walked into the front room- natalies dad was dere puttin in advd, he gave me one look as if to say SHIT.
me and natalie sat on the chair.
"ur hair is so sick- innit dad," she sed.
"yeah its different, " he sed, "u look like that girl..."
"amber rose?", natalie sed.
"kanyes woman," her dad sed.
then sandra went over to him and kissed him, "since when did u know about those kind of things- i thought you were strictly an isaac hayes man."
he laufed and sed, "im a social worker- youdont know how many times i hear some of the guys talkin about how theyd like to do certain things to this amber rose character."
natalie laufed and sandra hit him on the shoulder playfully.
"deena where are you from," sandra asked.
"im half bajan and half iranian," i sed tryin to ignore the pain in my stomach.
"interesting mix- rochelle was bajan," she sed, den she looked bare sad and pointed to a picture of some sexy chick at the park wiv the twins.
"shes dead now," sandra sed.
"sandra the twins will get upset," natalies dad sed.
"excuse me," she sed and den left the room and ran upstairs cryin.
natalie looked at me and smiled, "deena where u been man- i felt like u were avoidin me."
"oh nah nah i sed- but natalies there sumthin i need to tell u."
her dad looked at me.
i ignored his glance
"what is it?", natalie sed.
"natalie i-"
just as i was gonna tell her, Jake ran in holdin the house phone,"Boss Man its for you," he sed.
natalie laufed, "they call my dad boss man," she told me.
i smiled faintly.
natalies dad looked at me and he spoke on the fone, den he left the room.
"deena what did u wanna say," she asked.
i looked at her and sed, "oh erm- i borrowed one of ur g-strings i need to bring it back 2 u."
"ur lyin," she laufed, "dats not what u wanted to say."
jake then sat in between me and her.
"do u know michelle-" he asked me,
"no," i said, "whose michelle."
"shes rochelles sister and she's comin-"
"jake shoosh," natalie said, "go play wiv jack."
he ran out the room.
"u want somefin to drink," she asked me lookinbare nervous.
"im good," i sed. "did u fuck corey."
she looked down and sed, "i cldnt- i started bawlin halfway thru- it still feels weird after what ryan and fumez did to me- ill talk to u about it later."
"nats i need 2 piss- where are the toilets."
"upstairs and on the left," she sed,
i walked upstairs and went into the toilet and locked the door.
the house was so big- the toilet was like the size of my room.
i looked between my thighs and saw the bruising and helf back the tears, my neck was slowly not hurtin but my pussy and stomach did and my mouth felt numb.
there was a knock at the door, i pulled up my jeans and opend it. it was natalies dad, he came in and the lockd the door.
"please dont tell her, please dont tell anyone, "
"i wont," i cried and then i hugged him.
"after i left i got raped- after we finished fuckin."
"im sorry," he sed and den he pulld me off him, "i love sandra and the boys- dont fuck this up for me,"
then he left.
i touched up my make up and went backdownstairs.
sandra and the twins and natalie were playin scrabble on the floor.
"u wanna play deena," jack asked.
"no no im good," i sed, "ill just watch."
it was so nice watchin natalie get on wiv sandra- crakin bare jokes and den there was a ring at the doorbell.
"ill get it," natalie sed,
she went up.
i heard the dooropen and den she walked back in.
"oh my gosh guys- look who its." she said.
Then Sorcha walked into the room.
"Im fuckin wiv u," he laufed, "it didnt say shes dead." he fell on the floor and started bussin up, i bawled even harder- why was he doin this to me.
"why did u say dat," i cried.
"ah shut up man- i was jokin- ur nan sed she'll call the housefone tonite 2 make sure ur there," he said wipin the laughter from his eyes.
then he lay next to me and sed, "u aint goin anywhere till u heal up,"
"ill do anythin- i wnt tell anyone- ill say i fell- just let me go,"
then he sed, "suck my dick for half an hour- non stop."
"i cant," i sed, "my mouth still hurts- ryan please let me go- ill do anythin."
"suck my dick den bitch- man aint on no dickead ting- u wanna leave? suck my cock."
He grabbed my head and forced it on his dick.
i started suckin it.
"nah bitch- ur shit- uno what jus go- but if u tell anyone ill fuck u up."
I got up and put on my clothes, i limped out of the room and told him i lovd him before i left the house.
i waited until i got to the end of the road before I cried- I knew where i had to go.
I walked into mcdonalds and rushed into the toilet.
i cried as i looked in the mirror, my face was so bruised.
i whipped out my concealer and completely covered my face in it.
I did bare eye make up to hide the bruise under my right eye and brushed my hair to keep it straight and neat on my head.
i called natalie and tld her i was coming.
i was tired of lyin 2 her- i was gonna come clean- i felt guilty- ryan didnt love me- he only wanted to cum in my pussy and dat was it.
I got on the train and changed at hammersmith, then i crossed the road and got the train to south ken station, natalie had agreed to meet me dere.
I was gonna tell her everyfin, about me fuckin her dad, me fuckin ryan and fumez and corey and all of fumes mandem.
I sat on the train bare self concious, i sat up straight but i cld tell people were watchin me- i could tell if it was cos of my hair or cos they could see that i had been fucked up but my concealer was good tho- they wouldnt be able to tell.
I got off at south ken station and Natalie was waitin.
she gasped.
oh shit- she could see id been fucked up.
"ur hair," she sed, "shit man- when did u get it done."
I hugged her- it hurt but i didnt say anythin.
"some time ago," i sed, "sorry im late."
"no worries," natalie sed- "everyones gone home- its just me, sandra, the twins and my dad dere."
we walked to big house.
it was like some proper mansion, natalie had the key and she unlocked it- two mixraced twins ran and hugged her.
"Jake and Jack this is my best friend Deena, say hey to deena."
"hi deena," the taller one said.
"hi," i said. my body was so sore that even smiling hurt and then i looked up. a tall dark skinned woman with long single extentions wearing a long yellow dress was walkin down the stairs. she looked like a slim india arie with big brown eyes,she was so beautiful- fuck it she looked like a tall lauryn hill- she was so beautiful.
"you must deena," she said kissing my cheek. "im sandra."
"hi," i sed.
"natalie- u never sed she'd be so beautiful- i love ur hair- is it a statement," she asked.
i sed, "kinda- i just wanted free myself."
"i feel u-" she said, "when i first listend to the miseducation of lauryn hill i decided to stop relaxing my hair and went natural, and then i cut it after a friend of mine died and now im growin it back agen," she laufed.
we laufed.
"come to the front room and gt some snacks.
when we walked into the front room- natalies dad was dere puttin in advd, he gave me one look as if to say SHIT.
me and natalie sat on the chair.
"ur hair is so sick- innit dad," she sed.
"yeah its different, " he sed, "u look like that girl..."
"amber rose?", natalie sed.
"kanyes woman," her dad sed.
then sandra went over to him and kissed him, "since when did u know about those kind of things- i thought you were strictly an isaac hayes man."
he laufed and sed, "im a social worker- youdont know how many times i hear some of the guys talkin about how theyd like to do certain things to this amber rose character."
natalie laufed and sandra hit him on the shoulder playfully.
"deena where are you from," sandra asked.
"im half bajan and half iranian," i sed tryin to ignore the pain in my stomach.
"interesting mix- rochelle was bajan," she sed, den she looked bare sad and pointed to a picture of some sexy chick at the park wiv the twins.
"shes dead now," sandra sed.
"sandra the twins will get upset," natalies dad sed.
"excuse me," she sed and den left the room and ran upstairs cryin.
natalie looked at me and smiled, "deena where u been man- i felt like u were avoidin me."
"oh nah nah i sed- but natalies there sumthin i need to tell u."
her dad looked at me.
i ignored his glance
"what is it?", natalie sed.
"natalie i-"
just as i was gonna tell her, Jake ran in holdin the house phone,"Boss Man its for you," he sed.
natalie laufed, "they call my dad boss man," she told me.
i smiled faintly.
natalies dad looked at me and he spoke on the fone, den he left the room.
"deena what did u wanna say," she asked.
i looked at her and sed, "oh erm- i borrowed one of ur g-strings i need to bring it back 2 u."
"ur lyin," she laufed, "dats not what u wanted to say."
jake then sat in between me and her.
"do u know michelle-" he asked me,
"no," i said, "whose michelle."
"shes rochelles sister and she's comin-"
"jake shoosh," natalie said, "go play wiv jack."
he ran out the room.
"u want somefin to drink," she asked me lookinbare nervous.
"im good," i sed. "did u fuck corey."
she looked down and sed, "i cldnt- i started bawlin halfway thru- it still feels weird after what ryan and fumez did to me- ill talk to u about it later."
"nats i need 2 piss- where are the toilets."
"upstairs and on the left," she sed,
i walked upstairs and went into the toilet and locked the door.
the house was so big- the toilet was like the size of my room.
i looked between my thighs and saw the bruising and helf back the tears, my neck was slowly not hurtin but my pussy and stomach did and my mouth felt numb.
there was a knock at the door, i pulled up my jeans and opend it. it was natalies dad, he came in and the lockd the door.
"please dont tell her, please dont tell anyone, "
"i wont," i cried and then i hugged him.
"after i left i got raped- after we finished fuckin."
"im sorry," he sed and den he pulld me off him, "i love sandra and the boys- dont fuck this up for me,"
then he left.
i touched up my make up and went backdownstairs.
sandra and the twins and natalie were playin scrabble on the floor.
"u wanna play deena," jack asked.
"no no im good," i sed, "ill just watch."
it was so nice watchin natalie get on wiv sandra- crakin bare jokes and den there was a ring at the doorbell.
"ill get it," natalie sed,
she went up.
i heard the dooropen and den she walked back in.
"oh my gosh guys- look who its." she said.
Then Sorcha walked into the room.
Friday 19 February 2010
DEENA SKET- CHAPTER 17
"Stop cryin."
he was fuckin me.
"ryan please stop- it hurts."
i started bawlin as i felt my nose start to bleed again.
he wiped away the blood with theback of his hand and wiped it against his chest.
"please stop," i said.
"deena-im sorry," he said- he kept on fuckin me.
i could feel the bruises on my neck and my head felt light but i cld feel what he was doin 2 me, my pussy had stopped bleedin but my stomach hurt so much
"i love u so much," he said, he started cryin, "id never hurt u," he said.
then he started fuckin me slow- figure 8 style.
"see that feels nice," he said.
"ryan its hurt."
"dont say dat deena- dont say dat," he kissed me. my mouth hurt. i could see how fucked upthe room was from the corner of my eye, the xbox broken on the floor, my blood everywhere.
i lay there as he fucked me.
"ryan- please stop- it hurts- i have to go." i started cryin.
"u cant go deena- u have to stay wiv me ok." then he squeezed my tits- it hurt so much.
"ur my wifey deena- ull never leave me."
he put his hand over my mouth as he came, i cried, i felt like my thighs wre gonna shatter.
he pulled out of me and sat at the bottom of the bed with his head in his hands.
"u get me bare angry man," he laughed lookin at me, "u get me bare pissed off but i still love u- i forgive u," he said.
i started cryin when i realized that i cldnt move my head without my neck hurting.
i knew our baby was dead.
but i didnt say nthin i jus cried.
"i love u bare- deena, dont ask me about that shit agen."
i nodded.
"i logged into ur facebook and tld natalie u cant make it to her ting cos u felt sick." he said.
"hw did u knw my password." i asked.
"u logged on when u here the last time- i watched u type it in."
i didnt say nuthin.
"some man like pussy, some man some like dick- i dont care about pussy or dick- i like pengness- u understand."
i nodded.
"and ill fuck up any pussyo i want to, u see what i can do now," he said,
i nodded.
"natalie just left u a comment on ur wall- she said shell call ur nans house late-r i replied and said ur busy and u wnt be free till tommorow."
then he logged off
and lay next to me.
"i cleaned the blood off ur pussy-say thankyou sir."
i looked at him and wanted to run but i cldnt.
"thankyou."
he smiled and then kissed my forehead, "i tld u to say thanku sir."
"thanku sir."
"good bitch- from now on u just fuck wiv me- not sorcha or fumez- just me," he said rubbin his dick in my face.
and then he stood over me with his dick pointed at my face.
"please dont," i begged,
then he smiled and then he did it and i just started cryin, "and anytime u even think of fuckin anover guy rmeember that ur body is my territory init."
i cried.
"get in the shower," he said, "and ill order sometin for us to eat."
i slwly got up wiv my body stinkin and drippin and walked into the shower.
i cried as i startd showerin.
i started to cry so hard and when i finished i limped back into the room.
"can i call my grandma please."
he was tryin to fix his xbox, "see what u made me do," he said lookin at the broken pieces.
"ryan- i need to call my nan- shell be worried."
"text her on my fone and tell her not to text back to my number- if u try any bookie shit ill call fumez and well both fuck u up."
he threw his phone at me, ipicked it up and sent my nan a text:
at my friends house nan- were goin to a party so il calland speak 2 u 2mrw- please dont text back this number cos its my friends boyfriends number, love u.
I sent it and put the phone gently on the table.
"todays my mums birthday," he said as i sat on the bed.
"i fink she's 46 or sumfin," he said.
i kept quiet.
"she lives in walthamstow wiv my dad and my little sister- i havent seen dem in three years."
i looked at him and said, "why."
"my dad left us when my sister was 3 and so my mum raised us by herself- he didnt give her shit- not nothin- he never called- never did anythin for us- i even forgot what man looked like and den on christmas day three years ago my man comes back to our house and mum accepts it- she forgets dat he left her wiv two kids under 5, and dat he probably only was back cos he was scared of bein alone andhad nowhere else to stay- and when i said shit like when i got angry about it she tld me to frgive him but i cldnt cos i knew how hard she worked- i used to take my little sister to nursery cos my mum would start her first job at 5 in the mornin and den come home at 3 and den go back out to her second job at 6- i used to babysit my sister when i was 6 and i used to feed her food my mum had made and left for us and we had to stay and sleep in the livinr oom and not answer the fone or go the door." then he started cryin.
"den one day- my sister fell and chipped her teeth and four of her teeth came out and her gums wouldnt stop bleeding- she was about 4 and cos we werent allowd to use the phone or go to the door- i just sat dere wiv her holding her teeth in my hand and i- erm- i gave her an ice pack to hold it against her teef cos i had seen my teacher do it in nursery."
he wiped the tears from his eyes, "and i remember one day when the baillifs came cos mum cldnt pay the rent and i remember her gettin on her knees and beggin and the white guy jus lookin at her finkin like u dumb bitch and i swore that day that no man would ever hurt my mum- and so i protected her innit- her and my sister- and nobody hurt her-no man ever looked at her like she was dumb black bitch until my dad came back- and in his eyes i could see it- he was finkin- u fool- i left u wiv nuthin- ive hd my fun- fucked bare chicks- smoked- lived alone- done everythin i wanted and u still take me back- so i left my yardand moved into a hostel and den the council gave me dis place- i wanted to go and see my mum today but i knw hed be dere init- lookin at her like she was dumb bitch who took him back after all hed done."
He wept so hard. my stomach started to hurt.
i hugged him so hard.
"its ok," i said, "ryan dont cry."
he was bawlin so hard and heavin and he grabbed onto me so hard and wldnt let go.
"im sorry for hitin u," he sed, "man will never do it again."
"i knw u wont," i said kissin him, "ryan i forgive u."
he picked me up and put me on the bed.
he kissed me so gently and he sed, "i wanna marry u."
he kissed my neck and he sed, "i wanna- deena- i want u to have my yout."
my stomach hurt so bad.
"ryan- i need to get to a doctor."
he looked at me, "why."
"ryan- my stomach really hurts- i feel sick," i said.
"theyll ask about ur bruises," he sed,
"ryan i think i had a miscarriage."
he got up.
"ryan i was pregnant."
"wiv my yout?".
"i think so- i dnt knw."
"now its dead?"
"i was bleedin bare- it must be gone- ryan my stomach hurts."
"fuck it- ull feel better soon."
i started cryin.
"ryan please."
"SHUT THE FUCK UP DEENA."
his phone rang.
"kl bruv- yeah im wiv deena- who u wiv- oh iz it- nah man we're busy y'nah- im about to tak her to some restaurant ting- fuck u- man aint never whipped... alright bless.... hold it up." then he put the phone down and looked at me.
"Sorcha's at fumez yard- they wanted us to come over."
my stomach hurt so much- i started to bleed.
he just stood there and watched and then he used his duvet to block the blood in my pussy.
i started cryin until the blood stopped.
he pushed me off the bed and took all of his bed stuff and i fink he put it in the wash.
i crawled back on the bed as he came in.
"deena- u aint seein a doctor."
then his phone rang- his message tone was R u Gonna Bang doe.
"its a text for you deena- didnt i tell u 2 tell ur nan to text back dis fone."
dne he looked at the text and looked up.
"Deena," he sed, "ur mums dead."
he was fuckin me.
"ryan please stop- it hurts."
i started bawlin as i felt my nose start to bleed again.
he wiped away the blood with theback of his hand and wiped it against his chest.
"please stop," i said.
"deena-im sorry," he said- he kept on fuckin me.
i could feel the bruises on my neck and my head felt light but i cld feel what he was doin 2 me, my pussy had stopped bleedin but my stomach hurt so much
"i love u so much," he said, he started cryin, "id never hurt u," he said.
then he started fuckin me slow- figure 8 style.
"see that feels nice," he said.
"ryan its hurt."
"dont say dat deena- dont say dat," he kissed me. my mouth hurt. i could see how fucked upthe room was from the corner of my eye, the xbox broken on the floor, my blood everywhere.
i lay there as he fucked me.
"ryan- please stop- it hurts- i have to go." i started cryin.
"u cant go deena- u have to stay wiv me ok." then he squeezed my tits- it hurt so much.
"ur my wifey deena- ull never leave me."
he put his hand over my mouth as he came, i cried, i felt like my thighs wre gonna shatter.
he pulled out of me and sat at the bottom of the bed with his head in his hands.
"u get me bare angry man," he laughed lookin at me, "u get me bare pissed off but i still love u- i forgive u," he said.
i started cryin when i realized that i cldnt move my head without my neck hurting.
i knew our baby was dead.
but i didnt say nthin i jus cried.
"i love u bare- deena, dont ask me about that shit agen."
i nodded.
"i logged into ur facebook and tld natalie u cant make it to her ting cos u felt sick." he said.
"hw did u knw my password." i asked.
"u logged on when u here the last time- i watched u type it in."
i didnt say nuthin.
"some man like pussy, some man some like dick- i dont care about pussy or dick- i like pengness- u understand."
i nodded.
"and ill fuck up any pussyo i want to, u see what i can do now," he said,
i nodded.
"natalie just left u a comment on ur wall- she said shell call ur nans house late-r i replied and said ur busy and u wnt be free till tommorow."
then he logged off
and lay next to me.
"i cleaned the blood off ur pussy-say thankyou sir."
i looked at him and wanted to run but i cldnt.
"thankyou."
he smiled and then kissed my forehead, "i tld u to say thanku sir."
"thanku sir."
"good bitch- from now on u just fuck wiv me- not sorcha or fumez- just me," he said rubbin his dick in my face.
and then he stood over me with his dick pointed at my face.
"please dont," i begged,
then he smiled and then he did it and i just started cryin, "and anytime u even think of fuckin anover guy rmeember that ur body is my territory init."
i cried.
"get in the shower," he said, "and ill order sometin for us to eat."
i slwly got up wiv my body stinkin and drippin and walked into the shower.
i cried as i startd showerin.
i started to cry so hard and when i finished i limped back into the room.
"can i call my grandma please."
he was tryin to fix his xbox, "see what u made me do," he said lookin at the broken pieces.
"ryan- i need to call my nan- shell be worried."
"text her on my fone and tell her not to text back to my number- if u try any bookie shit ill call fumez and well both fuck u up."
he threw his phone at me, ipicked it up and sent my nan a text:
at my friends house nan- were goin to a party so il calland speak 2 u 2mrw- please dont text back this number cos its my friends boyfriends number, love u.
I sent it and put the phone gently on the table.
"todays my mums birthday," he said as i sat on the bed.
"i fink she's 46 or sumfin," he said.
i kept quiet.
"she lives in walthamstow wiv my dad and my little sister- i havent seen dem in three years."
i looked at him and said, "why."
"my dad left us when my sister was 3 and so my mum raised us by herself- he didnt give her shit- not nothin- he never called- never did anythin for us- i even forgot what man looked like and den on christmas day three years ago my man comes back to our house and mum accepts it- she forgets dat he left her wiv two kids under 5, and dat he probably only was back cos he was scared of bein alone andhad nowhere else to stay- and when i said shit like when i got angry about it she tld me to frgive him but i cldnt cos i knew how hard she worked- i used to take my little sister to nursery cos my mum would start her first job at 5 in the mornin and den come home at 3 and den go back out to her second job at 6- i used to babysit my sister when i was 6 and i used to feed her food my mum had made and left for us and we had to stay and sleep in the livinr oom and not answer the fone or go the door." then he started cryin.
"den one day- my sister fell and chipped her teeth and four of her teeth came out and her gums wouldnt stop bleeding- she was about 4 and cos we werent allowd to use the phone or go to the door- i just sat dere wiv her holding her teeth in my hand and i- erm- i gave her an ice pack to hold it against her teef cos i had seen my teacher do it in nursery."
he wiped the tears from his eyes, "and i remember one day when the baillifs came cos mum cldnt pay the rent and i remember her gettin on her knees and beggin and the white guy jus lookin at her finkin like u dumb bitch and i swore that day that no man would ever hurt my mum- and so i protected her innit- her and my sister- and nobody hurt her-no man ever looked at her like she was dumb black bitch until my dad came back- and in his eyes i could see it- he was finkin- u fool- i left u wiv nuthin- ive hd my fun- fucked bare chicks- smoked- lived alone- done everythin i wanted and u still take me back- so i left my yardand moved into a hostel and den the council gave me dis place- i wanted to go and see my mum today but i knw hed be dere init- lookin at her like she was dumb bitch who took him back after all hed done."
He wept so hard. my stomach started to hurt.
i hugged him so hard.
"its ok," i said, "ryan dont cry."
he was bawlin so hard and heavin and he grabbed onto me so hard and wldnt let go.
"im sorry for hitin u," he sed, "man will never do it again."
"i knw u wont," i said kissin him, "ryan i forgive u."
he picked me up and put me on the bed.
he kissed me so gently and he sed, "i wanna marry u."
he kissed my neck and he sed, "i wanna- deena- i want u to have my yout."
my stomach hurt so bad.
"ryan- i need to get to a doctor."
he looked at me, "why."
"ryan- my stomach really hurts- i feel sick," i said.
"theyll ask about ur bruises," he sed,
"ryan i think i had a miscarriage."
he got up.
"ryan i was pregnant."
"wiv my yout?".
"i think so- i dnt knw."
"now its dead?"
"i was bleedin bare- it must be gone- ryan my stomach hurts."
"fuck it- ull feel better soon."
i started cryin.
"ryan please."
"SHUT THE FUCK UP DEENA."
his phone rang.
"kl bruv- yeah im wiv deena- who u wiv- oh iz it- nah man we're busy y'nah- im about to tak her to some restaurant ting- fuck u- man aint never whipped... alright bless.... hold it up." then he put the phone down and looked at me.
"Sorcha's at fumez yard- they wanted us to come over."
my stomach hurt so much- i started to bleed.
he just stood there and watched and then he used his duvet to block the blood in my pussy.
i started cryin until the blood stopped.
he pushed me off the bed and took all of his bed stuff and i fink he put it in the wash.
i crawled back on the bed as he came in.
"deena- u aint seein a doctor."
then his phone rang- his message tone was R u Gonna Bang doe.
"its a text for you deena- didnt i tell u 2 tell ur nan to text back dis fone."
dne he looked at the text and looked up.
"Deena," he sed, "ur mums dead."
Wednesday 17 February 2010
DEENA SKET CHAPTER 16
I left college bare early, third period was cancelled so i had 1 and 2 and so went back to nans and jus cotched.
Ms said she had sent off the english coursework and it was a E and i knew i wasnt gonna revise for the exam so i said fuck it, it didnt matter.
when i gt to nans house- she had lef a note saying that she and uncle jason had gone to Leeds to see my uncle paul so i knew they were gonna see my mum as well- knowin grandma there was no way she would risk uncle jason findin out about what my mum had done so i dnt even know why they were goin there cos my mum or uncle paul mite let a slip.
when i gt hme, i got naked and looked in the mirror, i felt sick again and vomited, i was really startin to hate my hair even tho some asian girl on the train said it looked nang.
i logged onto my computer and went onto facebook, sorcha was online.
i messaged her and gave her my nans housefone number, then it rang.
"sorcha?".
"deena- oh ma gosh- ryan told me what happend- dat u got raped- u ok?".
"sorcha- im pregnant and its with ryans baby."
she didnt say anythin and den she said, "meet me at stockwell station- im on the bus on the way there now goin to some cafe."
"then how were u on facebook."
"blackberry."
"oh skeen- ok ill meet u there, but i cant be too long- i have to go see natalie."
"skeen- ok babes stockwell station in twenty minutes."
I was gettin bare self concious about my hair, i brushed it forward bare times and did my eye make up so sick and smoky so id look like amber rose just with brown hair and put on some sexy cherry lip gloss. I put jeggins, black reeboks, a check shirt and with a white vest underneath, i picked up my clutchbag and left for stockwell station.
On the way there, i heard these two girls at the back of the bus sayin, "euuh thats that sket diana- nah nah its dana.... shut up- u dont even know its her- it is her, shes just cut her hair- she must tink shes kanye west girl innit- OI SKET!"
I turned around and gave both of the girls the dirtiest cut eye.
"i know you cant be talking to me," i sed.
they looked and each ova, one was mixrace, one was black, they were in both in uniform.
"yeah we are talkin 2 u- sket, we heard u suck dickfor a living."
some old white man turned and shook his head.
the bus stopped and i stood up, "and what," i said,
they were shockd, "we heard u got batteried 6 in a line- believe thats not a good sign."
"yeah- ur rite- ive been doggied, wocked everyday- i suck dick- lick dick- ride it- fuck it, bounce on it, pounce on it, spin my pussy round on it- what u gonna do about it."
the mixrace girl stood up.
"bitch i beg u take a seat before i have to embarass u on this bus."
the black girl stood up to.
"il take the both of u on- its not even a ting." then i opened my clutch bag and pulled out my box cutter, "my girlies the surgeon cos i can rearrange a bitches face."
everyone on the bus was shook, the girls sat down.
"thats right- and the same goes for anybody who tries to fuck wiv me agen- ill kill u" i kissed my teeth and got off the bus and walked to stockwell station.
when i got there Sorcha was standin there in some sick high waisted jeans- some black and pink Chanel heels and and a black belly top. she looked so cheung.
"oh ma gosh," she said, "u cut ur hair- u look like so sexy."
we walked into the cafe.
we took seats right at the back, the lady came to ask us what we want.
"ill have a spotted dick," sorcha said.
"and ill have a toasted punnani."
the lady looked at me, "pannini?".
"yeah yeah pannini," i said, "sorry."
"deena what happend," she asked.
"some guys pulled me into their car and raped me." i said, i cldnt tell her the whole fing.
"were there dicks nice."
"i wasnt thinkin about that- it was horrible"
"but tru say u like rapists tho- u still fuck ryan and fumez even tho they raped natalie."
i looked to the table.
"you're pregnant u say?", she asked.
"its ryans."
she sighed, "deena when i say this believe dat im not judging you- cos i love a dick in my pussy just as much as any mixraced sket but from what ive heard ur pussy is as exclusive as tickets to a Kano concert."
"how do you mean?", i asked.
"ufuck everyone- ryan sed u even fucked ALL 19 of his boys in a line up- it could be any of theirs."
"what shld i do," i asked.
"abort it," she said , "just get rid of it- even if it is ryans who would want u with a pussy that jus pushed out a fat baby- ur pussys so tight as well- why ruin it and ur figure- ur shape is almost as sexy as mine deena- just abort it."
"how," i asked.
"i know a doctor at a clinic- i got all mine don there as well."
"all of urs?".
"ive had 3 done last year- one of them was ryans, its bare easy- itll just bleed out of u."
"im scared," i said.
"ill come wiv u for moral support then we'll go and see ryan and fumez- ryan feels bare guilty for not helpin u- hes such a bitch when it comes to fumez."
"what."
"ryan didnt want 2 help u when u called him cos he was in the middle of snortin lines off of fumez ass- i swear down- they fink they aint gay but theyre gay as hell- dey even beat up some guy cos dey said he acted like a chick when DEYRE da ones that back each other brain- road mandem- people fink they aint on that shit but theyre the worst."
I looked at her, "the ting wiv the abortion will be fine," she sed, "in fact lets go see ryan now- i wont tell him ur pregnant."
i nodded.
me and her caught a cab to ryans yard.
she called him and he came down to meet us.
he hugged and kissed me and sed, "sorry yeah- i should have helped u."
i kissed him and sed, "its cool."
thenhe squeezed my ass and sed, "come the three of us do a ting wivout fumez like in my yard rite now." me and sorcha smiled.
when we got into his house we sat in the couch.
"deena u c that bre whose house we went to that time and he lived with the little girl who i said wasnt his real sister," ryan said pourin sorcha a drnk, "he got arrested in france trying to sell her and drugs- it wasnt his sister- he kidnapped her."
"oh shit i heard about that," sorcha said, "when the dumb fed handed the little girl over to him cos he sed he was a social worker."
"dum feds," i sed.
"oh shit deena- u cut ur hair," he said.
then he started bellin up and he touched it, "shit what am i gonna pull now- but man cant even lie- its- its nang," then he kissed me.
"can we suck ur dick please," sorcha asked.
he took his tracksuit bottoms off and that familiar dick was in my face.
i looked at the time, i was supposed to be at natalies future step mums party but i needed a dick in my mouth.
sorcha grabbed the back of my head and forced it onto the dick.
i sucked it slowly at first, then i did my tongue and ball trick, i took the dick down my throat and then stuck my tung out so as i was deepthroatin him i was lickin his balls,.
he was cryin out- he was so sexy when he was gettin brain.
sorcha started lickin his balls and then went behind him, as i sucked his dick- she licked his ass, i wanted to vomit at the thrt of her tongue flickerin over his asshole, but i didnt- i just kept on sucking.
"if i fuck ur mouth anymore- ur face is gonna get stretch marks," he said as he started bangin my face.
sorcha came round and kissed me, i could taste ryans ass and then i vomited, all in sorchas mouth.
she screamed and punched me and ran to the bathroom.
ryan fell on the floor laufin so much that his eyes were watering , i wiped the vomit off my mouth as i heard sorcha screamin.
"did u do that on purpose," ryan laughed pulling his bottoms up.
i shook my head, sorcha walked back in, "ur fuckin dirty deena- ryan im going." she got dressed, left the flat and slammed the door.
he laufed, "deena get in the shower, brush ur teeth- use the blue toothbrush and then come to bed- i wanna talk 2 u."
i did as he said.
i cried in the shower- thinkin about the baby, and my mum, natalies dad, jesse, faisani- just everyfin.
i got out of theshower, dried myself and walked into his room, he was on the bd bashin. i lay next to him, i rested my head on 6 pack and let him cum in my mouth and on my face.
then we got under the cover and i rested in his arms.
"ryan- can we talk about u and fumez."
"gwan."
"r u gay."
"deena what the fuck- i already told u aint no chich yeah- i just dont decide who i want to do tings wiv based on sex, if ur sexy u can get it, dont matter if u got a piece or a pussy."
"isnt that bisexual."
"no it aint- cos dat means i like both- as in i like man and gal, no i just like what i like innit- it aint based on man and gal its based on pengness- i beg u drop this shit."
"i heard u fucked up some guy in front of his maj cos he acts like a chick."
ryan laufed, "yeah yeah me and the mandem."
"isnt that hypcritical- beating someone up cos u think they act gay when ur an example that shows that there isnt a way you can act gay- ur a guy on road- u shot- u fuck chicks but u still suck dick- tru say that proves there isnt a gay way of acting and that jus cos someone acts feminine dont make dem gay."
he kicked me off the bed.
i fell on my stomach.
he got off the bed, grabbed my neck and slammed my head into his drawer, i felt splinters in my cheek. i tried to run but he punched the back of my neck and den he kicked me in the stomach, six times.
i felt on the floor and started bleeding from my pussy. he kicked my face bare times, i grabbed his foot and tried to push him on the floor but he picked me up by my neck and threw me out of the room and then he did it.
he got my fingers and put it in the gap of the door , i tried to move them but it was to late, he slammed my fingers into the door, i screamed for help but he kicked me in the mouth as my fingers started to bleed and then picked up his xbox and held it over my head.
He dropped it.
Ms said she had sent off the english coursework and it was a E and i knew i wasnt gonna revise for the exam so i said fuck it, it didnt matter.
when i gt to nans house- she had lef a note saying that she and uncle jason had gone to Leeds to see my uncle paul so i knew they were gonna see my mum as well- knowin grandma there was no way she would risk uncle jason findin out about what my mum had done so i dnt even know why they were goin there cos my mum or uncle paul mite let a slip.
when i gt hme, i got naked and looked in the mirror, i felt sick again and vomited, i was really startin to hate my hair even tho some asian girl on the train said it looked nang.
i logged onto my computer and went onto facebook, sorcha was online.
i messaged her and gave her my nans housefone number, then it rang.
"sorcha?".
"deena- oh ma gosh- ryan told me what happend- dat u got raped- u ok?".
"sorcha- im pregnant and its with ryans baby."
she didnt say anythin and den she said, "meet me at stockwell station- im on the bus on the way there now goin to some cafe."
"then how were u on facebook."
"blackberry."
"oh skeen- ok ill meet u there, but i cant be too long- i have to go see natalie."
"skeen- ok babes stockwell station in twenty minutes."
I was gettin bare self concious about my hair, i brushed it forward bare times and did my eye make up so sick and smoky so id look like amber rose just with brown hair and put on some sexy cherry lip gloss. I put jeggins, black reeboks, a check shirt and with a white vest underneath, i picked up my clutchbag and left for stockwell station.
On the way there, i heard these two girls at the back of the bus sayin, "euuh thats that sket diana- nah nah its dana.... shut up- u dont even know its her- it is her, shes just cut her hair- she must tink shes kanye west girl innit- OI SKET!"
I turned around and gave both of the girls the dirtiest cut eye.
"i know you cant be talking to me," i sed.
they looked and each ova, one was mixrace, one was black, they were in both in uniform.
"yeah we are talkin 2 u- sket, we heard u suck dickfor a living."
some old white man turned and shook his head.
the bus stopped and i stood up, "and what," i said,
they were shockd, "we heard u got batteried 6 in a line- believe thats not a good sign."
"yeah- ur rite- ive been doggied, wocked everyday- i suck dick- lick dick- ride it- fuck it, bounce on it, pounce on it, spin my pussy round on it- what u gonna do about it."
the mixrace girl stood up.
"bitch i beg u take a seat before i have to embarass u on this bus."
the black girl stood up to.
"il take the both of u on- its not even a ting." then i opened my clutch bag and pulled out my box cutter, "my girlies the surgeon cos i can rearrange a bitches face."
everyone on the bus was shook, the girls sat down.
"thats right- and the same goes for anybody who tries to fuck wiv me agen- ill kill u" i kissed my teeth and got off the bus and walked to stockwell station.
when i got there Sorcha was standin there in some sick high waisted jeans- some black and pink Chanel heels and and a black belly top. she looked so cheung.
"oh ma gosh," she said, "u cut ur hair- u look like so sexy."
we walked into the cafe.
we took seats right at the back, the lady came to ask us what we want.
"ill have a spotted dick," sorcha said.
"and ill have a toasted punnani."
the lady looked at me, "pannini?".
"yeah yeah pannini," i said, "sorry."
"deena what happend," she asked.
"some guys pulled me into their car and raped me." i said, i cldnt tell her the whole fing.
"were there dicks nice."
"i wasnt thinkin about that- it was horrible"
"but tru say u like rapists tho- u still fuck ryan and fumez even tho they raped natalie."
i looked to the table.
"you're pregnant u say?", she asked.
"its ryans."
she sighed, "deena when i say this believe dat im not judging you- cos i love a dick in my pussy just as much as any mixraced sket but from what ive heard ur pussy is as exclusive as tickets to a Kano concert."
"how do you mean?", i asked.
"ufuck everyone- ryan sed u even fucked ALL 19 of his boys in a line up- it could be any of theirs."
"what shld i do," i asked.
"abort it," she said , "just get rid of it- even if it is ryans who would want u with a pussy that jus pushed out a fat baby- ur pussys so tight as well- why ruin it and ur figure- ur shape is almost as sexy as mine deena- just abort it."
"how," i asked.
"i know a doctor at a clinic- i got all mine don there as well."
"all of urs?".
"ive had 3 done last year- one of them was ryans, its bare easy- itll just bleed out of u."
"im scared," i said.
"ill come wiv u for moral support then we'll go and see ryan and fumez- ryan feels bare guilty for not helpin u- hes such a bitch when it comes to fumez."
"what."
"ryan didnt want 2 help u when u called him cos he was in the middle of snortin lines off of fumez ass- i swear down- they fink they aint gay but theyre gay as hell- dey even beat up some guy cos dey said he acted like a chick when DEYRE da ones that back each other brain- road mandem- people fink they aint on that shit but theyre the worst."
I looked at her, "the ting wiv the abortion will be fine," she sed, "in fact lets go see ryan now- i wont tell him ur pregnant."
i nodded.
me and her caught a cab to ryans yard.
she called him and he came down to meet us.
he hugged and kissed me and sed, "sorry yeah- i should have helped u."
i kissed him and sed, "its cool."
thenhe squeezed my ass and sed, "come the three of us do a ting wivout fumez like in my yard rite now." me and sorcha smiled.
when we got into his house we sat in the couch.
"deena u c that bre whose house we went to that time and he lived with the little girl who i said wasnt his real sister," ryan said pourin sorcha a drnk, "he got arrested in france trying to sell her and drugs- it wasnt his sister- he kidnapped her."
"oh shit i heard about that," sorcha said, "when the dumb fed handed the little girl over to him cos he sed he was a social worker."
"dum feds," i sed.
"oh shit deena- u cut ur hair," he said.
then he started bellin up and he touched it, "shit what am i gonna pull now- but man cant even lie- its- its nang," then he kissed me.
"can we suck ur dick please," sorcha asked.
he took his tracksuit bottoms off and that familiar dick was in my face.
i looked at the time, i was supposed to be at natalies future step mums party but i needed a dick in my mouth.
sorcha grabbed the back of my head and forced it onto the dick.
i sucked it slowly at first, then i did my tongue and ball trick, i took the dick down my throat and then stuck my tung out so as i was deepthroatin him i was lickin his balls,.
he was cryin out- he was so sexy when he was gettin brain.
sorcha started lickin his balls and then went behind him, as i sucked his dick- she licked his ass, i wanted to vomit at the thrt of her tongue flickerin over his asshole, but i didnt- i just kept on sucking.
"if i fuck ur mouth anymore- ur face is gonna get stretch marks," he said as he started bangin my face.
sorcha came round and kissed me, i could taste ryans ass and then i vomited, all in sorchas mouth.
she screamed and punched me and ran to the bathroom.
ryan fell on the floor laufin so much that his eyes were watering , i wiped the vomit off my mouth as i heard sorcha screamin.
"did u do that on purpose," ryan laughed pulling his bottoms up.
i shook my head, sorcha walked back in, "ur fuckin dirty deena- ryan im going." she got dressed, left the flat and slammed the door.
he laufed, "deena get in the shower, brush ur teeth- use the blue toothbrush and then come to bed- i wanna talk 2 u."
i did as he said.
i cried in the shower- thinkin about the baby, and my mum, natalies dad, jesse, faisani- just everyfin.
i got out of theshower, dried myself and walked into his room, he was on the bd bashin. i lay next to him, i rested my head on 6 pack and let him cum in my mouth and on my face.
then we got under the cover and i rested in his arms.
"ryan- can we talk about u and fumez."
"gwan."
"r u gay."
"deena what the fuck- i already told u aint no chich yeah- i just dont decide who i want to do tings wiv based on sex, if ur sexy u can get it, dont matter if u got a piece or a pussy."
"isnt that bisexual."
"no it aint- cos dat means i like both- as in i like man and gal, no i just like what i like innit- it aint based on man and gal its based on pengness- i beg u drop this shit."
"i heard u fucked up some guy in front of his maj cos he acts like a chick."
ryan laufed, "yeah yeah me and the mandem."
"isnt that hypcritical- beating someone up cos u think they act gay when ur an example that shows that there isnt a way you can act gay- ur a guy on road- u shot- u fuck chicks but u still suck dick- tru say that proves there isnt a gay way of acting and that jus cos someone acts feminine dont make dem gay."
he kicked me off the bed.
i fell on my stomach.
he got off the bed, grabbed my neck and slammed my head into his drawer, i felt splinters in my cheek. i tried to run but he punched the back of my neck and den he kicked me in the stomach, six times.
i felt on the floor and started bleeding from my pussy. he kicked my face bare times, i grabbed his foot and tried to push him on the floor but he picked me up by my neck and threw me out of the room and then he did it.
he got my fingers and put it in the gap of the door , i tried to move them but it was to late, he slammed my fingers into the door, i screamed for help but he kicked me in the mouth as my fingers started to bleed and then picked up his xbox and held it over my head.
He dropped it.
Sunday 14 February 2010
DEENA SKET CHAPTER 15
Me and grandma were eating some Nigerian jollof that she had brought back from her friend Ethel's house and we were both drinkin Banks beer, Uncle Jason was on the phone.
we were watching Channel 4 waiting for the news to come on and then Kano's advert came on. Granmda kissed her teeth, "Was Tinchy Stryder too busy to put his rass in dis advert and instead we got dis amateur pretending to be a superstar shakin everyone hand as if his first name is Princess and last name is Diane."
I burst out laufin, "how do you know about tinchy stryder?",
she looked at and me laughed, "im home all day and got nothing better to do except watch tv- whats that channel u said u like?".
"Channel Aka," i said.
"yeah yeah i watch dat," she said.
i was feeling so much better being wiv grandma- she was turning me into my friend like the way we were jus cotchin drinkin beer watching channel 4 and the channel 4 news at 7 came on.
"A British 12 year old girl has been rescued by French police after a man posing as her brother was arrested in Paris for drug smuggling- the girl whose name cannot be broadcast for her own safety was kidnapped after an officer unknowingly handed her over to her kidnapper after she was rescued from the East London warehouse fire two years ago which killed a man and three girls, the girl is said to be in a state of shock and police are questioning how the officer who handed the girl over to her kidnapper was allowed to do so without proper authorisation- an independent report by the MET is to be carried out and have sacked the officer who handed the girl over and issued an apology- but many feel it is too little too late as the French authorities still do not know if the girl was to be sold in Europes' underground child sex industry."
Granmda kissed her teeth. "Ah whaddi dicked rass- you see the stupidy! which stupid fuck hands a child over to any random widout checkin who he is- imagine da nastiness dat culdve happened to dis girl."I shook my head.
Uncle Jason walked in, "Aunty- my mum said hello."
Grandma nodded, "she cyarn say hello to me herself?", she asked
Uncle Jason sed, "oh she said she had visitors so she'll call u later."
Grandma looked at me, "theres some saltfish stew and dumpling in the oven if u dont want the jollof."
"Nah me dont like monkey food," he laughed and went to the kitchen.
Grandma was about to jump up and throw somethin at him but i said, "leave him- hes a fool."
When it was 9- grandma had to go to Church for Ladies Meeting and so i was in the kitchen washing up regretting cutting my hair- i was so scared about the baby and oh shit! omfg i drank beer!
I started to have a panic attack and didnt know what to do, Uncle Jason was bathin and i didnt know what i was gonna do- i didnt want that baby but drinkin beer could... wait, i wasnt even sure i was even pregnant tho as in yeah i had missed my period and i was feeling sick but i had to know for sure.
I ran up to grandmas other spare room where i was sleepin in, put on jeans a top and a hoodie- i was starting to hate my hair.
i yelled to Uncle Jason that i was going to the shop.
i walked all the way to Costcutter and found a pregnany test, i picked it up paid for it and ran back home, as i was running i heard some shout, "oi sket come here and suck ma dick hoe." i just ignored them and went into the house, into the bathroom and locked the door.
Uncle Jason had washed the bathroom so nice, but it was so steamy.
I knew how to use the test cos i fort i was pregnant as well last year after i fucked some sexy indian guy at some rave but i wasnt but this time i wasnt sure. i had fucked too many man within three weeks, jesse, all 19 of fumez boys, ryan, corey- i knew it couldnt be faisal or one of his boys or natalies dad cos.. i sighed and sstopped thinkin about it and pissed on the test.
It didnt do anythin- i was so pissed off, i got a freezer bag from downstairs and put the test inside and went to my room, i put the test under the bed.
there was a knock at the door.
"come in,"
Uncle Jason walked in topless- his man boobs didnt really look like man boobs now i was lookin at them, it looked like pecs just with too much fat in the nipple but his stomach was so big.
"You ok?", he said.
I nodded, "im good."
"come watch tv me with me- what do you guys watch here."
"erm," i said, "eastenders."
"oh yeah i heard about that,"
"do u wanna use the computer," i said.
he nodded.
i walked into his room where he was stayin and put it on for him using my pass word.
"the internet works fine," i said and then i left and lay in bed jus thinking. i hated ryan so much and fumez.
when i needed him- he didnt want me, when he promised hed never hurt me. fucking undercover dick sucker- i thrt of what wuld happen to him if people found out that he and all his boys bashed, sucked and lipsed each other theyd get bun.
and then i heard someone screamin, i walked into uncle jasons room.
"oh shit."
there he was, watching some white girl get dp'd by two black guys.
he stood up and had the fattest boner. i looked away.
"dont be shy of my cocky deena- i see u looking."
"fuck off- u fat pervert."
"lets do something together- auntys not here."
"ur my uncle!", i shouted, "get the fuck away."
then he took of his boxer shorts and stood in front of me naked.
i said, "ur sick," and left the room.
i closed my door and locked it.
i lay on the bed and hid under the duvet, he was knockin at the door.
"let me in," he said gently.
i got up and opned the door.
"im sorry," he said.
i nodded, "we cant do this," i said, "ur my uncle."
just as i said that the house phone rang, i ran downstairs to answer it.
"hello grandma,"
"deena- im staying at ethels house tonight she's really sick, i'll call you tommorow ok."
"ok," i said.
i walked upstairs, jason was sitting on my bed,.
"grandmas staying at her friends house."
he nodded.
"im going to bed," i said, "we can forget this ever happend- just dont try that shit agen."
he nodded and went back to his room.
i took off all my clothes, shut the door and got into bed.
whenever i closed my eyes i was the same nightmares- about all the guys i had fucked eating my flesh and Natalie laughin and my dad kissing Sorcha. it was so twisted.
my bed was so cold, i was so scared and my mind went somewhere bad.
i imagined Jasons hands on my pussy and him lickin my neck. i opened my eyes to stop seeing but the imaginary fingers which were fingerin my pussy felt nice.
I got out of my bed naked.
my short hair suddenly felt sexy. i touched my pussy, opend the door and walked into jason's room
"fuck me," i said.
he was bashin in his bed.
"stop bashin and fuck me," i said, "just once,"
he jumped and threw me on the bed.
he stood over me and spread open my legs with his knees, he fingered me and stuck his fingers in my mouth.
"tell me how much u love uncle jason,"
then i got up and tried to leave but he pushed me down.
he kissed me and slowly put his dick in my pussy.
"jason."
i could feel his dick but it wasnt hittin the right spot.
so i pulled his dick out and bent over in front of him, "hit me from the back."
"u gatta nice ass,"
then he put it in.
"fuck."
he started wockin me out,i couldnt help but scream.
"uncle jason good to you."
he was in so deep- i started to lose concsiouness, "please dont stop," i said.
i didnt care about anythin else- i was enjoyin this dick.
"harder harder," i said, "i want to feel it in my chest."
i felt him get bigger in me, he lifted my leg and put it over his thigh.
one bang.
two bang.
three bang.
"SWEET PUSSY."
he turned me over and started banging me missionary, i couldnt look him in the face, he looked like my uncle paul.
i closed my eyes and then i heard him scream, he came and then he spread opened my legs and squeezed my pussy, his cum ran down my leg and onto the bed.
i got out of the bed and ran to my room, jumped into the bed and lay under the duvet and cried.
The next morning- he came into my room and said that his friend was taking him out, i didnt say anythin but i heard him leave.
the house phone rang, i walked downstairs to answer it feeling sick.
"hello."
"deena-".
"natalie."
"deena whereve u been- i was bare worried- i guessed ud be at ur nans yard."
"yeah im here- where r u."
"im at sandra's- my dads girlfriends house- whereve u been- are u ok."
"im fine, we should meet up."
"yeah we have to- Sandra's having abirthday party for herself, come, its tommorow night."
"im not sure."
"come deena- the twins wanna see u, plus my dad asked if i had heard from you."
i didnt say anythin and sed, "ill be there- i have to go now."
"oh shit- i got into Bristol Uni- they want 260 points, u shldve applied to ucas uno."
i said," yeah- its true."
"well im gonna go college now but ill call u tommorow- wait dont u have lessons today."
"Tommorow."i said.
"alright" she said- "i got my english coursework grade- i got a B, what did u get."
"E."
"Oh" she said, "lisen im gonna go now- but ill call u tonite."
"love u."
"bye deena."
i put the phone down and cried, i felt so guilty and walked up the room and took out of the pregancy test.
it had changed.
i looked at it.
I was pregnant.
I was pregnant and the father could have been any of up to 25 guys.
we were watching Channel 4 waiting for the news to come on and then Kano's advert came on. Granmda kissed her teeth, "Was Tinchy Stryder too busy to put his rass in dis advert and instead we got dis amateur pretending to be a superstar shakin everyone hand as if his first name is Princess and last name is Diane."
I burst out laufin, "how do you know about tinchy stryder?",
she looked at and me laughed, "im home all day and got nothing better to do except watch tv- whats that channel u said u like?".
"Channel Aka," i said.
"yeah yeah i watch dat," she said.
i was feeling so much better being wiv grandma- she was turning me into my friend like the way we were jus cotchin drinkin beer watching channel 4 and the channel 4 news at 7 came on.
"A British 12 year old girl has been rescued by French police after a man posing as her brother was arrested in Paris for drug smuggling- the girl whose name cannot be broadcast for her own safety was kidnapped after an officer unknowingly handed her over to her kidnapper after she was rescued from the East London warehouse fire two years ago which killed a man and three girls, the girl is said to be in a state of shock and police are questioning how the officer who handed the girl over to her kidnapper was allowed to do so without proper authorisation- an independent report by the MET is to be carried out and have sacked the officer who handed the girl over and issued an apology- but many feel it is too little too late as the French authorities still do not know if the girl was to be sold in Europes' underground child sex industry."
Granmda kissed her teeth. "Ah whaddi dicked rass- you see the stupidy! which stupid fuck hands a child over to any random widout checkin who he is- imagine da nastiness dat culdve happened to dis girl."I shook my head.
Uncle Jason walked in, "Aunty- my mum said hello."
Grandma nodded, "she cyarn say hello to me herself?", she asked
Uncle Jason sed, "oh she said she had visitors so she'll call u later."
Grandma looked at me, "theres some saltfish stew and dumpling in the oven if u dont want the jollof."
"Nah me dont like monkey food," he laughed and went to the kitchen.
Grandma was about to jump up and throw somethin at him but i said, "leave him- hes a fool."
When it was 9- grandma had to go to Church for Ladies Meeting and so i was in the kitchen washing up regretting cutting my hair- i was so scared about the baby and oh shit! omfg i drank beer!
I started to have a panic attack and didnt know what to do, Uncle Jason was bathin and i didnt know what i was gonna do- i didnt want that baby but drinkin beer could... wait, i wasnt even sure i was even pregnant tho as in yeah i had missed my period and i was feeling sick but i had to know for sure.
I ran up to grandmas other spare room where i was sleepin in, put on jeans a top and a hoodie- i was starting to hate my hair.
i yelled to Uncle Jason that i was going to the shop.
i walked all the way to Costcutter and found a pregnany test, i picked it up paid for it and ran back home, as i was running i heard some shout, "oi sket come here and suck ma dick hoe." i just ignored them and went into the house, into the bathroom and locked the door.
Uncle Jason had washed the bathroom so nice, but it was so steamy.
I knew how to use the test cos i fort i was pregnant as well last year after i fucked some sexy indian guy at some rave but i wasnt but this time i wasnt sure. i had fucked too many man within three weeks, jesse, all 19 of fumez boys, ryan, corey- i knew it couldnt be faisal or one of his boys or natalies dad cos.. i sighed and sstopped thinkin about it and pissed on the test.
It didnt do anythin- i was so pissed off, i got a freezer bag from downstairs and put the test inside and went to my room, i put the test under the bed.
there was a knock at the door.
"come in,"
Uncle Jason walked in topless- his man boobs didnt really look like man boobs now i was lookin at them, it looked like pecs just with too much fat in the nipple but his stomach was so big.
"You ok?", he said.
I nodded, "im good."
"come watch tv me with me- what do you guys watch here."
"erm," i said, "eastenders."
"oh yeah i heard about that,"
"do u wanna use the computer," i said.
he nodded.
i walked into his room where he was stayin and put it on for him using my pass word.
"the internet works fine," i said and then i left and lay in bed jus thinking. i hated ryan so much and fumez.
when i needed him- he didnt want me, when he promised hed never hurt me. fucking undercover dick sucker- i thrt of what wuld happen to him if people found out that he and all his boys bashed, sucked and lipsed each other theyd get bun.
and then i heard someone screamin, i walked into uncle jasons room.
"oh shit."
there he was, watching some white girl get dp'd by two black guys.
he stood up and had the fattest boner. i looked away.
"dont be shy of my cocky deena- i see u looking."
"fuck off- u fat pervert."
"lets do something together- auntys not here."
"ur my uncle!", i shouted, "get the fuck away."
then he took of his boxer shorts and stood in front of me naked.
i said, "ur sick," and left the room.
i closed my door and locked it.
i lay on the bed and hid under the duvet, he was knockin at the door.
"let me in," he said gently.
i got up and opned the door.
"im sorry," he said.
i nodded, "we cant do this," i said, "ur my uncle."
just as i said that the house phone rang, i ran downstairs to answer it.
"hello grandma,"
"deena- im staying at ethels house tonight she's really sick, i'll call you tommorow ok."
"ok," i said.
i walked upstairs, jason was sitting on my bed,.
"grandmas staying at her friends house."
he nodded.
"im going to bed," i said, "we can forget this ever happend- just dont try that shit agen."
he nodded and went back to his room.
i took off all my clothes, shut the door and got into bed.
whenever i closed my eyes i was the same nightmares- about all the guys i had fucked eating my flesh and Natalie laughin and my dad kissing Sorcha. it was so twisted.
my bed was so cold, i was so scared and my mind went somewhere bad.
i imagined Jasons hands on my pussy and him lickin my neck. i opened my eyes to stop seeing but the imaginary fingers which were fingerin my pussy felt nice.
I got out of my bed naked.
my short hair suddenly felt sexy. i touched my pussy, opend the door and walked into jason's room
"fuck me," i said.
he was bashin in his bed.
"stop bashin and fuck me," i said, "just once,"
he jumped and threw me on the bed.
he stood over me and spread open my legs with his knees, he fingered me and stuck his fingers in my mouth.
"tell me how much u love uncle jason,"
then i got up and tried to leave but he pushed me down.
he kissed me and slowly put his dick in my pussy.
"jason."
i could feel his dick but it wasnt hittin the right spot.
so i pulled his dick out and bent over in front of him, "hit me from the back."
"u gatta nice ass,"
then he put it in.
"fuck."
he started wockin me out,i couldnt help but scream.
"uncle jason good to you."
he was in so deep- i started to lose concsiouness, "please dont stop," i said.
i didnt care about anythin else- i was enjoyin this dick.
"harder harder," i said, "i want to feel it in my chest."
i felt him get bigger in me, he lifted my leg and put it over his thigh.
one bang.
two bang.
three bang.
"SWEET PUSSY."
he turned me over and started banging me missionary, i couldnt look him in the face, he looked like my uncle paul.
i closed my eyes and then i heard him scream, he came and then he spread opened my legs and squeezed my pussy, his cum ran down my leg and onto the bed.
i got out of the bed and ran to my room, jumped into the bed and lay under the duvet and cried.
The next morning- he came into my room and said that his friend was taking him out, i didnt say anythin but i heard him leave.
the house phone rang, i walked downstairs to answer it feeling sick.
"hello."
"deena-".
"natalie."
"deena whereve u been- i was bare worried- i guessed ud be at ur nans yard."
"yeah im here- where r u."
"im at sandra's- my dads girlfriends house- whereve u been- are u ok."
"im fine, we should meet up."
"yeah we have to- Sandra's having abirthday party for herself, come, its tommorow night."
"im not sure."
"come deena- the twins wanna see u, plus my dad asked if i had heard from you."
i didnt say anythin and sed, "ill be there- i have to go now."
"oh shit- i got into Bristol Uni- they want 260 points, u shldve applied to ucas uno."
i said," yeah- its true."
"well im gonna go college now but ill call u tommorow- wait dont u have lessons today."
"Tommorow."i said.
"alright" she said- "i got my english coursework grade- i got a B, what did u get."
"E."
"Oh" she said, "lisen im gonna go now- but ill call u tonite."
"love u."
"bye deena."
i put the phone down and cried, i felt so guilty and walked up the room and took out of the pregancy test.
it had changed.
i looked at it.
I was pregnant.
I was pregnant and the father could have been any of up to 25 guys.
Wednesday 10 February 2010
DEENA SKET- CHAPTER 14
I jus lay in grandmas spare room, on da bed.
i wasnt feelin as sick anymore but i felt light headed- my head felt kinda cold and i was regrettin cuttin my hair- it was gone for good, i had hoovered it all up.
my period hadnt come and i was so sure about it, i was pregnant.
i didnt even knw what to fink so i jus lay there and pulled the duvet over me, the house phone rang bare times but i ignored it and everytime i began to drift off i started to see an image of my face burning and natalie laufin.
i started cryin.
i started to close my eyes and shut it tryna change my thorts but i cldnt- all i could see was me burnin and den my mum throwin water over me and den faisani punching her and then everyfn went black and den faisani tore off my leg and started to bite into it and den ryan came and ate my other leg and fumez ate my stomach, den natalie's dad ate both my arms. and all that was left was my neck, head and heart.
i watched sorcha eat my neck and then pull my eyes out so i could see a baby eating my heart.
I could feel and smell faisani and his boys al over me, biting me, raping me- punching and bruising me and i started screamin and cryin and all i could see was a baby eatin my heart.
I ran into the shower and turned on the cold water and jus sat in the bath letting it run all over my clothes. i was freezing, i could see bits of my hair coming out and i jus cried- i felt dead inside, like someone had put this baby in me and it was eating me alive.
i got out of the bath, put my clothes in the washing machine and walked back into the bathroom, i got one of grandma's razors and shaped up my hairline- not like a bres but so the hair was neat. i rinsed my eyebrows out so that the dye would run out and i looked in the mirror. i looked so clean and naked, like my face was naked- it was in the most natural way possible.
i could see my cheekbones so clearly and i still feel faisani's fist in my mouth and his fingers down my throat gagging me.
i tried so hard to get the image out of my head. i ran up to grandmas room and took out abig i love new york t-shirt and walked into the living room and sat on the floor, i put on the tv and put on the disney channel- they were showing That's So Raven and i just sat there and laughed.
i felt sick but i swallowed my vomit and just laufed at the shw and then the show changed and raven turned into me and eddie turned into a monster and started to... i put the tv off and tried to dofings without thinkin.
i logged onto grandmas computer in the spareroom and logged into email.
i saw that natalie had tagged me in this photo of me and her in yr 9 camp and i saw an email from my english teacher:
Hi Deena
Its Ms Deekswet, I've marked your English coursework and wanted to let you know that it's a Grade E- however the department aregiving you the oppurtunity to re-do it by tommorow at 6pm as the deadline is due in two days, ive scanned your coursework and made helpful annotations to help you edit and better the work and I hope you take this opportunity as it is worth 60% of your final English grade- also I have been asked by your head of year to ask why you still have not applied to UCAS although you expressed you were intending to go to university this september- please email back as both deadlines are within the next two days.
Thankyou.
I put the computer off.
and the door opened.
"deena come and help!", grandma called.
i walked to the door and saw grandma pushing in a suitcase and behind her was some guy.
he and grandma walked into the house andthen she noticed my hair.
"Lord in heaven-!", she gasped, "You lost your mind? why you cut your hair deena?". she touched my head and lookd at her hand, "deenas where ur hair."
"i cut it grandma," i said.
"i think its cool."
grandma looked at the guy, then she looked at me and sed, "Deena- this is your Uncle Jason.
He smiled at me and i tried to smile back and then i had to vomit. i ran to the toilet and closed the door and vomited.
When i walked back down- granmda was watching loosewomen, Uncle Jason was eating at the table.
"deena can i have a word please," grandma sed. she walked me out of the living room and up into her room.
"deena- what happend 2 u last night," she sed, she looked so worried.
i hugged her and sed, "it doesnt matter," i said, "im ok now."
"deena are you pregnant?".
"no," i said bare fast,
"did u eat anythin nasty- i told u stop eatin at those fast food places," she said.
"yeah," i said, "i ate a bad burger king yesterday."
she looked at my hair, "you want your phone back?",.
i shook my head.
"he's quiet," she laughed, "he didnt speak the whole cab ride- you know i paid 30 pounds each way from here to heathrow, if it was his mudder she would make me pay her back- selfish bitch."
"he's your sisters son?", i asked.
"my younger sister- u dont know her, me mum died havin her- she's the last born, there's 8 of us," grandma said, "i'm the third before last, it's me, then uncle pauls dad and then Jason's mum- he's only 22, only a few years older than u- he wants to work and then go back- i already told him he mus pay rent so if he asks u if u pay rent too jus say u give me money now and den cos ul be stayin wit me from now on since your mudda decided she wants to stay with ur uncle paul because now we know she's been advertising her pussy like her middle name is 118 118."
I didnt say anythin.
"i have to go and see my friend ethel now- she's not feeling well- so ill leave u with jason- ive cooked but i need u to chop some okra for me by the time i get back," she said.
i nodded and she kissed my cheek, she said bye to jason and left.
i walked downstairs and into the kitchen, he was washin up.
"hi," he said, he had a strong bajan/jamaican accent. "ur names deena?".
i nodded.
i looked at him, he was short and hench, he had man boobs but a good jawline, like he had a slim face but a tonk neck but a big stomach and man boobs. i was 5'11 so he must have been about 5'4.
"are you a model?", he said.
i shook my head, "ur so tall."
i smiled, "and pretty," he said, "you like that kardashian girl."
"they show that in barbados?"
"i live in jamaica but yeah they show it- u like like her- ud look more like her if u had hair."
i touched my head, "now u look like kanye west's girlfriend."
"oh yeah," i said. i got a brief image of faisani punchin me.
"You got a boyfriend?", he asked.
i shook my head.
"you need one- ur too sexy to be single."
i smiled and walked up to the bathroom and vomited.
i wasnt feelin as sick anymore but i felt light headed- my head felt kinda cold and i was regrettin cuttin my hair- it was gone for good, i had hoovered it all up.
my period hadnt come and i was so sure about it, i was pregnant.
i didnt even knw what to fink so i jus lay there and pulled the duvet over me, the house phone rang bare times but i ignored it and everytime i began to drift off i started to see an image of my face burning and natalie laufin.
i started cryin.
i started to close my eyes and shut it tryna change my thorts but i cldnt- all i could see was me burnin and den my mum throwin water over me and den faisani punching her and then everyfn went black and den faisani tore off my leg and started to bite into it and den ryan came and ate my other leg and fumez ate my stomach, den natalie's dad ate both my arms. and all that was left was my neck, head and heart.
i watched sorcha eat my neck and then pull my eyes out so i could see a baby eating my heart.
I could feel and smell faisani and his boys al over me, biting me, raping me- punching and bruising me and i started screamin and cryin and all i could see was a baby eatin my heart.
I ran into the shower and turned on the cold water and jus sat in the bath letting it run all over my clothes. i was freezing, i could see bits of my hair coming out and i jus cried- i felt dead inside, like someone had put this baby in me and it was eating me alive.
i got out of the bath, put my clothes in the washing machine and walked back into the bathroom, i got one of grandma's razors and shaped up my hairline- not like a bres but so the hair was neat. i rinsed my eyebrows out so that the dye would run out and i looked in the mirror. i looked so clean and naked, like my face was naked- it was in the most natural way possible.
i could see my cheekbones so clearly and i still feel faisani's fist in my mouth and his fingers down my throat gagging me.
i tried so hard to get the image out of my head. i ran up to grandmas room and took out abig i love new york t-shirt and walked into the living room and sat on the floor, i put on the tv and put on the disney channel- they were showing That's So Raven and i just sat there and laughed.
i felt sick but i swallowed my vomit and just laufed at the shw and then the show changed and raven turned into me and eddie turned into a monster and started to... i put the tv off and tried to dofings without thinkin.
i logged onto grandmas computer in the spareroom and logged into email.
i saw that natalie had tagged me in this photo of me and her in yr 9 camp and i saw an email from my english teacher:
Hi Deena
Its Ms Deekswet, I've marked your English coursework and wanted to let you know that it's a Grade E- however the department aregiving you the oppurtunity to re-do it by tommorow at 6pm as the deadline is due in two days, ive scanned your coursework and made helpful annotations to help you edit and better the work and I hope you take this opportunity as it is worth 60% of your final English grade- also I have been asked by your head of year to ask why you still have not applied to UCAS although you expressed you were intending to go to university this september- please email back as both deadlines are within the next two days.
Thankyou.
I put the computer off.
and the door opened.
"deena come and help!", grandma called.
i walked to the door and saw grandma pushing in a suitcase and behind her was some guy.
he and grandma walked into the house andthen she noticed my hair.
"Lord in heaven-!", she gasped, "You lost your mind? why you cut your hair deena?". she touched my head and lookd at her hand, "deenas where ur hair."
"i cut it grandma," i said.
"i think its cool."
grandma looked at the guy, then she looked at me and sed, "Deena- this is your Uncle Jason.
He smiled at me and i tried to smile back and then i had to vomit. i ran to the toilet and closed the door and vomited.
When i walked back down- granmda was watching loosewomen, Uncle Jason was eating at the table.
"deena can i have a word please," grandma sed. she walked me out of the living room and up into her room.
"deena- what happend 2 u last night," she sed, she looked so worried.
i hugged her and sed, "it doesnt matter," i said, "im ok now."
"deena are you pregnant?".
"no," i said bare fast,
"did u eat anythin nasty- i told u stop eatin at those fast food places," she said.
"yeah," i said, "i ate a bad burger king yesterday."
she looked at my hair, "you want your phone back?",.
i shook my head.
"he's quiet," she laughed, "he didnt speak the whole cab ride- you know i paid 30 pounds each way from here to heathrow, if it was his mudder she would make me pay her back- selfish bitch."
"he's your sisters son?", i asked.
"my younger sister- u dont know her, me mum died havin her- she's the last born, there's 8 of us," grandma said, "i'm the third before last, it's me, then uncle pauls dad and then Jason's mum- he's only 22, only a few years older than u- he wants to work and then go back- i already told him he mus pay rent so if he asks u if u pay rent too jus say u give me money now and den cos ul be stayin wit me from now on since your mudda decided she wants to stay with ur uncle paul because now we know she's been advertising her pussy like her middle name is 118 118."
I didnt say anythin.
"i have to go and see my friend ethel now- she's not feeling well- so ill leave u with jason- ive cooked but i need u to chop some okra for me by the time i get back," she said.
i nodded and she kissed my cheek, she said bye to jason and left.
i walked downstairs and into the kitchen, he was washin up.
"hi," he said, he had a strong bajan/jamaican accent. "ur names deena?".
i nodded.
i looked at him, he was short and hench, he had man boobs but a good jawline, like he had a slim face but a tonk neck but a big stomach and man boobs. i was 5'11 so he must have been about 5'4.
"are you a model?", he said.
i shook my head, "ur so tall."
i smiled, "and pretty," he said, "you like that kardashian girl."
"they show that in barbados?"
"i live in jamaica but yeah they show it- u like like her- ud look more like her if u had hair."
i touched my head, "now u look like kanye west's girlfriend."
"oh yeah," i said. i got a brief image of faisani punchin me.
"You got a boyfriend?", he asked.
i shook my head.
"you need one- ur too sexy to be single."
i smiled and walked up to the bathroom and vomited.
Monday 8 February 2010
DEENA SKET CHAPTER 13
Faisani looked at me and laughed.
"hes the guy- he and his boys raped me," i said walkin back.
jesse looked at him, "i fucked her- i didnt rape her," faisani said.
"WHAT THE FUCK DO U MEAN," i screamed, "hes my fuckin cousin and he and his boys tricked me," i told jesse
"we didnt trick u- deena- u said ud fuck us cos u wanted to try arab dick," faisani sed, "bruv- we got a bit rough and she didnt like it so now shes saying we raped her- whcih i dont like."
jesse looked at me and said, "deena- he wouldnt have raped u- he aint like dat."
i started cryin.
"he told me he'd- he'd take me to see my dad and he and his boys started fingerin and bitin-" i screamed and pulled off the top.
"look at my tits- u see the bite marks,"i started bawlin, "u think i would ask for dis."
"ur a sket," jesse said, "u love it."
"bruv- come we shut this bitch up," faisani said.
jesse said, "allow it- but deena shut up about bein raped- u liked it."
"fuck u!", i said to jesse.
faisani looked at him and jesse said, "do what u want with her."
faisani took off his jeans and sed to his dick, "look its our friend- she wants to play with u again."
i ran upstairs into the bathroom.
dey both chased me, i locked the door.
"cme out bitch- ur gonna get fucked raw tonight- we mite as well start now."
i heard jesse whisper sumthin and then faisani said, "her brain is deep- it dont matter whether were related."
they said nuthin and then jesse said, "were gonna knock down the door- by the time we get in there we want u on the floor wiv ur legs spread aprt."
i looked to the mirror.
it was huge.
i knew what i had to do.
I punched the mirror and it broke, my knuckles were bleedin and hurt like fuck.
the door came down and these fuckers werent expecting what i had in my hand
i had a long piece of the glass mirror and was ready to shank dem up wiv it.
"put the shank down,"jesse said.
i told them to get the fuck back.
faisani laufed.
"ill fuckin shank u up!", i sed, "noones ever gonna use me agen."
faisani laufed.
jesse looked at him.
then faisani tried to get the shank from me.
i shanked him in the face.
he fell to the floor screamin, jesse tried to dodge but i just cut him in the leg and kicked him.
i ran downstairs, grabbed my clothes, dropped the shank and ran out of the house and ran.
barefoot runnin at 2 in the mornin in edgware, past the station just runnin and cryin and when i felt my toes startin to bleed i stopped and i knew where i had to go.
I got changed in some alley.
i had to stop myself from cryin so many times.
i didnt even wanna think, i just felt sick, my knuckles werebleedin,
i knewhow to get the night bus to my nans from edgware but i cldnt deal wiv the bus so i walked into a phone booth and found a taxi firm.
i called it.
i checked how much money i had- i had 40, dat would be enuff to get me to my nans.
the cab met me outside edgware station.
i got in and the cab driver asked me where i was goin and he asked me if i was ok and i just started cryin.
"dont worry love- ill get u home safe," he said.
i thanked him.
it took an hour to get to my nans house and when i went to pay him he said, "dont worry about it love- just be happy ok."
i thanked him and got out of the cab and walked to my nans front door and unlocked the door.
"WHOSE DAT!", my nan sounded bare scared.
"nana its me," i said.
i locked the door behind me, she stood at the top of the stairs looking down at me.
i fell to the floor and cried.
she walked down and held me, "deena- what happend 2 u- what happend 2 u baby?".
i cried.
i just cried.
I woke up the next mornin in grandmas bed and she was up brushin her wig.
"deena- are u ok," she asked.
i nodded.
"what happend," she asked, "i know about your mother- she called me and told me."
i nodded.
"but thats not why- deena- what happend- why did u come here at that time last nite- where had u come from- what happend 2 u- were u... did somebdy hurt u."
i didnt say anythin and then i noticed a suitcase.
"where u goin?", i asked.
"my sister Roberta's son is coming from Jamaica today to stay here for a few weeks-his flight gets here at 12 from heathrow- im taking a cab."
"grandma can i stay here," iasked.
"u have to," she said, "ur mother has left."
i sat up and looked at her, she continued, "she called this morning- she's going to stay with your uncle paul in leeds, selfish bitch- after all shes put you and me through- selling her pussy to every stinkin rass who could afford it."
it was so weird seein grandma swear.
"grandma- can i give u my fone to keep- i dont want to speak to any of my friends," i said.
she looked at me and said, "deena what happened 2 u- your eyes- they look so empty."
i said, "im ok now- but please tke my fone," i turned it off and gave it to her.
she put it in her bag and kissed my forehead, "i should have trusted my instincts when i suspected thats how your mother met that father of yours- dirty whore,"
"grandma please," i said, "she's still my mum."
"she need prayer," she said and then she got up and sed, "there's food in the fridge- call your college to get any work ur going to miss."
i nodded.
i got in the shower and as the water ran down my body- it stung.
my stomach started hurtin and then i vomited all over the bathroom- i had the shits and i started shittn everywhere, i felt like i was gonna die.
my head was throbbin and then i remembered that my period hadnt come.
i ran to the toilet- cleaned my ass and got the dettol, bathroom cleaner and cleaned my vomit and shit from the bath, i threw my disposable gloves away and rinsed the bath out and showered again, when i finsihed i smelt my hair. it smelt like cum.
i opend the bathroom cabinet and found the electronic razor grandma used. i did it.
i started with back of my hair and worked my way to the front, i smiled as it came off.
all of it- fallin off my head.
and then when it came to the last piece i took it off quickly and looked in the mirror.
my hair was a level 1. flat and brown.
i touched it- it felt so weird and then i felt the back of my head. i felt like there was a weight off of my shoulders- the hair was on my shoulders i dusted it off.
And then i smiled.
i looked at all the bruises on my body and then i vomited in the sink and touched my tits- they felt supple.i knew what was wrong with me.
I was pregnant.
"hes the guy- he and his boys raped me," i said walkin back.
jesse looked at him, "i fucked her- i didnt rape her," faisani said.
"WHAT THE FUCK DO U MEAN," i screamed, "hes my fuckin cousin and he and his boys tricked me," i told jesse
"we didnt trick u- deena- u said ud fuck us cos u wanted to try arab dick," faisani sed, "bruv- we got a bit rough and she didnt like it so now shes saying we raped her- whcih i dont like."
jesse looked at me and said, "deena- he wouldnt have raped u- he aint like dat."
i started cryin.
"he told me he'd- he'd take me to see my dad and he and his boys started fingerin and bitin-" i screamed and pulled off the top.
"look at my tits- u see the bite marks,"i started bawlin, "u think i would ask for dis."
"ur a sket," jesse said, "u love it."
"bruv- come we shut this bitch up," faisani said.
jesse said, "allow it- but deena shut up about bein raped- u liked it."
"fuck u!", i said to jesse.
faisani looked at him and jesse said, "do what u want with her."
faisani took off his jeans and sed to his dick, "look its our friend- she wants to play with u again."
i ran upstairs into the bathroom.
dey both chased me, i locked the door.
"cme out bitch- ur gonna get fucked raw tonight- we mite as well start now."
i heard jesse whisper sumthin and then faisani said, "her brain is deep- it dont matter whether were related."
they said nuthin and then jesse said, "were gonna knock down the door- by the time we get in there we want u on the floor wiv ur legs spread aprt."
i looked to the mirror.
it was huge.
i knew what i had to do.
I punched the mirror and it broke, my knuckles were bleedin and hurt like fuck.
the door came down and these fuckers werent expecting what i had in my hand
i had a long piece of the glass mirror and was ready to shank dem up wiv it.
"put the shank down,"jesse said.
i told them to get the fuck back.
faisani laufed.
"ill fuckin shank u up!", i sed, "noones ever gonna use me agen."
faisani laufed.
jesse looked at him.
then faisani tried to get the shank from me.
i shanked him in the face.
he fell to the floor screamin, jesse tried to dodge but i just cut him in the leg and kicked him.
i ran downstairs, grabbed my clothes, dropped the shank and ran out of the house and ran.
barefoot runnin at 2 in the mornin in edgware, past the station just runnin and cryin and when i felt my toes startin to bleed i stopped and i knew where i had to go.
I got changed in some alley.
i had to stop myself from cryin so many times.
i didnt even wanna think, i just felt sick, my knuckles werebleedin,
i knewhow to get the night bus to my nans from edgware but i cldnt deal wiv the bus so i walked into a phone booth and found a taxi firm.
i called it.
i checked how much money i had- i had 40, dat would be enuff to get me to my nans.
the cab met me outside edgware station.
i got in and the cab driver asked me where i was goin and he asked me if i was ok and i just started cryin.
"dont worry love- ill get u home safe," he said.
i thanked him.
it took an hour to get to my nans house and when i went to pay him he said, "dont worry about it love- just be happy ok."
i thanked him and got out of the cab and walked to my nans front door and unlocked the door.
"WHOSE DAT!", my nan sounded bare scared.
"nana its me," i said.
i locked the door behind me, she stood at the top of the stairs looking down at me.
i fell to the floor and cried.
she walked down and held me, "deena- what happend 2 u- what happend 2 u baby?".
i cried.
i just cried.
I woke up the next mornin in grandmas bed and she was up brushin her wig.
"deena- are u ok," she asked.
i nodded.
"what happend," she asked, "i know about your mother- she called me and told me."
i nodded.
"but thats not why- deena- what happend- why did u come here at that time last nite- where had u come from- what happend 2 u- were u... did somebdy hurt u."
i didnt say anythin and then i noticed a suitcase.
"where u goin?", i asked.
"my sister Roberta's son is coming from Jamaica today to stay here for a few weeks-his flight gets here at 12 from heathrow- im taking a cab."
"grandma can i stay here," iasked.
"u have to," she said, "ur mother has left."
i sat up and looked at her, she continued, "she called this morning- she's going to stay with your uncle paul in leeds, selfish bitch- after all shes put you and me through- selling her pussy to every stinkin rass who could afford it."
it was so weird seein grandma swear.
"grandma- can i give u my fone to keep- i dont want to speak to any of my friends," i said.
she looked at me and said, "deena what happened 2 u- your eyes- they look so empty."
i said, "im ok now- but please tke my fone," i turned it off and gave it to her.
she put it in her bag and kissed my forehead, "i should have trusted my instincts when i suspected thats how your mother met that father of yours- dirty whore,"
"grandma please," i said, "she's still my mum."
"she need prayer," she said and then she got up and sed, "there's food in the fridge- call your college to get any work ur going to miss."
i nodded.
i got in the shower and as the water ran down my body- it stung.
my stomach started hurtin and then i vomited all over the bathroom- i had the shits and i started shittn everywhere, i felt like i was gonna die.
my head was throbbin and then i remembered that my period hadnt come.
i ran to the toilet- cleaned my ass and got the dettol, bathroom cleaner and cleaned my vomit and shit from the bath, i threw my disposable gloves away and rinsed the bath out and showered again, when i finsihed i smelt my hair. it smelt like cum.
i opend the bathroom cabinet and found the electronic razor grandma used. i did it.
i started with back of my hair and worked my way to the front, i smiled as it came off.
all of it- fallin off my head.
and then when it came to the last piece i took it off quickly and looked in the mirror.
my hair was a level 1. flat and brown.
i touched it- it felt so weird and then i felt the back of my head. i felt like there was a weight off of my shoulders- the hair was on my shoulders i dusted it off.
And then i smiled.
i looked at all the bruises on my body and then i vomited in the sink and touched my tits- they felt supple.i knew what was wrong with me.
I was pregnant.
Sunday 7 February 2010
DEENA SKET- CHAPTER 12
They kicked me out of the car at the BP connect gas station and drove off.
the guy from inside the shop stared at me as i pulled up my jeans and wiped the spit from my forehead.
I didnt even cry- it was midnight and the bite marks on my tits were throbbin like fuck.
I knew i looked a mess and i could barely walk, my pussy hurt so much and then i started cryin- like the inside of me started cryin wiv no tears.
they didnt even let me take my jacket.
i could taste them on me.
i could feel them on my tongue.
i called ryan.
"hello", i said.
"deena u good- oh I BEG you lot shut the fuck up- its my girl on the line- wait lemme go outside- yeah yeah deena u cool."
"ryan- where are you?",
"im at rico's house- he's having a drink up."
"ryan can you come and get me- somethins happened to me."
"whats happened 2 u," he asked soundin bare concerned.
"ive been raped," i said.
then he sed nuthin and den he said, "how many guys?".
i started cryin, "three- one of them was my cousin on my dad's-"
"three man- ah shit man u still cant even compare to natalie- she took 19 dicks, 19 big road dicks and ur moanin about three," he laughed, i heard his friends laughin in the background.
"ryan please come and get me- i think i'm in west."
"why would i want u- ova man have bust in your pussy now," he said.
"ryan?".
"ur a sket- u probably liked it- dont bell dis line again yeah."
beep.
he locked me off.
I felt so sick.
ryan, natalies dad, faisani and his boys all in one day.
i hated faisani so much- he lied to me, i shouldve known.
the rain was drenchin me and i knew i couldnt call natalie, i had betrayed her too many times and even tho she didnt know- i couldnt bring myself to use her agen. i had been getting wocked out by the man who raped her and then just fucked her dad.
I called Jesse.
"deena,"he said.
"hey jesse- jesse can you come get me," i said tryin not to cry
"deena- im at my girls house- she's in the shower, why whats wrong?".
"jesse- ive been raped," i said.
"where r u?", he asked. i looked and recognised that i was in white city near white city station.
"white city station- erm the one behind westfields,"
"alrite kl i'm in harlesden- i'll be there in a bit."
"thankyou," i said.
i waited at the station- so many cars drove past and just looked at me like dey were finkin euuh some any ho.
then i saw jesses car.
i jumped in.
"you look shit," he said, "what happend,"
"some guys pulled me into their car and raped me," i said, "what did u tell ur girl,"
"dont watch that- shit u need to have a shower- we'll go to my boys yard in north yeah," he said, "he aint dere- but i have the key."
i nodded.
by the time we got there was asleep. we were in edgware.
we walked up the house and went inside.
it was a big but fuckin dirty house.
"the showers upstairs- i dont know if theres any towels tho," he said.
i thanked him and went up stairs.
as i showered, i saw blood coming from my thigh from where faisani cut my skin with his pocket knife, it stung every time hot water touched it.
i felt so sick- i wanted to take the pill cos i knew my period was about to come soon but i realized that i had used the last one the last time i fucked ryan and fumez and sorcha.
i got out of the shower and used a pink towel which wasnt that dirty to dry myself.
jesse walked into the bathroom with a hoodie and boxer shorts,
"they're my boys- dont make them dirty," he said.
i said ok and put them on.
my face felt so bare without make up as i looked in the mirror, even tho my face was clean i could still see faisani and his boys spitting on my face and bustin in my eye. it really fucked up my mascara.
my hair was looking so weak and tired, it had been washed too many times cos it had been cum on too many times and the dye was being drained out and my roots were lookin so bad. i had lost bare weight and even tho it suited me- i didnt feel well, i just felt like shit- like i culdnt feel anything and i didnt even wanna touch myself jus in case my hands felt like faisani's.
i felt like my body wasnt mine anymore- that it was everyone elses- i could still feel cum inside of me and could still feel faisani's friends hands choke holding me and i could still feel atash's fists punchin my back as faisani fucked my mouth and i vomited into the sink.
i just started chuckin up.
"u ok," jesse shouted.
"yeah yeah," i said wipin my mouth.
i rinsed my mouth out and went downstairs, jesse was in his boxers watching VIVA channel.
i sat next to him and put my head on his thighs.
"what happend?", he said calmly.
i could see his dick and it almsot made me vomit so i lifted my head and sed, "can we talk about it tommorow,"
he nodded and said, "did u know the guys,".
i shook my head.
they were showin the hills.
"i didnt know u watched this," i said.
"its deep," he said, "no homo."
he started laughin and sed, "u hungry?".
i said yeah.
"i'll order some pizza," he said.
he picked up his fone and ordered the pizza-he didnt even ask what i wanted.
When he finished orderin- he kissed me and sed, "deena- how do you know fumez,"
i looked at him.
"how do u mean," i sed.
"hes got a picture of u on his facebook calling u the dick wetter- swear down," he said.
"i dont know him," i lied, "bare people just hate me."
"them man arent right uno," jesse said, "they rusheed some batty boy last week just for looking at fumez."
"how do you know?", i said.
"one of my boys was there- he goes that the guy might not even have been gay but he acted like a chick and was shoppin wiv his mum and when he looked at fumez- all of his boys rushed the bre."
"did they hurt the mum," i asked tryna not to cry.
"nah they just made her watch them beat up her son- nobody said anyfin- like it was outside a tesco i fink and my boy was like noone said shit- they were proper shoutin bun chichi man- uno all dat shit."
i was gettin so angry and wanted to jesse wht i knew but i kept quiet.
"wasteguys," i said. "oh shit wheres this pizza," i said.
"half an hour," jesse said strokin my hair.
i kissed him on the lips and he turned away, "dont do that," he said, "uve sucked my dick before," he said.
we didnt say nuthin to each other for ten minutes and then he kissed me and sed, "does ur body hurt."
i nodded, "all of it- especially my jaws,"
"do u wanna go doctors," he asked.
"nah nah im ok," i sed.
i felt so sick, i felt so sick all over again and ran up to the bathroom, maybe it was cos my period was comin 2mrw.
i rinsed out the sink and washed my mouth and went backdown stairs.
"i have to go and get pads- i start my reds tommorow,"
"tommorow?", he asked.
i nodded. then his phone rang.
"bruv im in your yard now- yeah wiv some chick.... nah nah dont watch what her name is bruv just come innit- i ordered pizza- wait are u drivin- oh skeen skeen- yeah come down innit- bruv its so fucked up how im inviting u to your own house- loool- alrite kl kl- innabit." he put the fone down.
"its ma boy," he said, "hes comin."
"he doesnt live here all the time," i asked.
"he does- but sometimes he stays at his uncles house in finsbury park innit- listen my man's muslim- hes bare strict, so dont tell him me and u fuck sometimes yeah- hes bare religious."
i nodded.
the door bell rang.
"the pizza," jesse said.
he wnt to get it and came back with two large pizzas.
"i can eat it," i said, "i feel sick."
"kl- ill just save it for my boy."
"whats his name," i asked.
"Faze," jesse said.
i nodded.
i heard the front door unlock.
"dats him," jesse sed.
i looked and saw him walk into the front room. i started having a panic attack.
"Faze,"jesse said getting up to spud his boy.
"Deena this is my boy Faisaini- Faisani my friend Deena."
Faisani looked at me and laughed.
the guy from inside the shop stared at me as i pulled up my jeans and wiped the spit from my forehead.
I didnt even cry- it was midnight and the bite marks on my tits were throbbin like fuck.
I knew i looked a mess and i could barely walk, my pussy hurt so much and then i started cryin- like the inside of me started cryin wiv no tears.
they didnt even let me take my jacket.
i could taste them on me.
i could feel them on my tongue.
i called ryan.
"hello", i said.
"deena u good- oh I BEG you lot shut the fuck up- its my girl on the line- wait lemme go outside- yeah yeah deena u cool."
"ryan- where are you?",
"im at rico's house- he's having a drink up."
"ryan can you come and get me- somethins happened to me."
"whats happened 2 u," he asked soundin bare concerned.
"ive been raped," i said.
then he sed nuthin and den he said, "how many guys?".
i started cryin, "three- one of them was my cousin on my dad's-"
"three man- ah shit man u still cant even compare to natalie- she took 19 dicks, 19 big road dicks and ur moanin about three," he laughed, i heard his friends laughin in the background.
"ryan please come and get me- i think i'm in west."
"why would i want u- ova man have bust in your pussy now," he said.
"ryan?".
"ur a sket- u probably liked it- dont bell dis line again yeah."
beep.
he locked me off.
I felt so sick.
ryan, natalies dad, faisani and his boys all in one day.
i hated faisani so much- he lied to me, i shouldve known.
the rain was drenchin me and i knew i couldnt call natalie, i had betrayed her too many times and even tho she didnt know- i couldnt bring myself to use her agen. i had been getting wocked out by the man who raped her and then just fucked her dad.
I called Jesse.
"deena,"he said.
"hey jesse- jesse can you come get me," i said tryin not to cry
"deena- im at my girls house- she's in the shower, why whats wrong?".
"jesse- ive been raped," i said.
"where r u?", he asked. i looked and recognised that i was in white city near white city station.
"white city station- erm the one behind westfields,"
"alrite kl i'm in harlesden- i'll be there in a bit."
"thankyou," i said.
i waited at the station- so many cars drove past and just looked at me like dey were finkin euuh some any ho.
then i saw jesses car.
i jumped in.
"you look shit," he said, "what happend,"
"some guys pulled me into their car and raped me," i said, "what did u tell ur girl,"
"dont watch that- shit u need to have a shower- we'll go to my boys yard in north yeah," he said, "he aint dere- but i have the key."
i nodded.
by the time we got there was asleep. we were in edgware.
we walked up the house and went inside.
it was a big but fuckin dirty house.
"the showers upstairs- i dont know if theres any towels tho," he said.
i thanked him and went up stairs.
as i showered, i saw blood coming from my thigh from where faisani cut my skin with his pocket knife, it stung every time hot water touched it.
i felt so sick- i wanted to take the pill cos i knew my period was about to come soon but i realized that i had used the last one the last time i fucked ryan and fumez and sorcha.
i got out of the shower and used a pink towel which wasnt that dirty to dry myself.
jesse walked into the bathroom with a hoodie and boxer shorts,
"they're my boys- dont make them dirty," he said.
i said ok and put them on.
my face felt so bare without make up as i looked in the mirror, even tho my face was clean i could still see faisani and his boys spitting on my face and bustin in my eye. it really fucked up my mascara.
my hair was looking so weak and tired, it had been washed too many times cos it had been cum on too many times and the dye was being drained out and my roots were lookin so bad. i had lost bare weight and even tho it suited me- i didnt feel well, i just felt like shit- like i culdnt feel anything and i didnt even wanna touch myself jus in case my hands felt like faisani's.
i felt like my body wasnt mine anymore- that it was everyone elses- i could still feel cum inside of me and could still feel faisani's friends hands choke holding me and i could still feel atash's fists punchin my back as faisani fucked my mouth and i vomited into the sink.
i just started chuckin up.
"u ok," jesse shouted.
"yeah yeah," i said wipin my mouth.
i rinsed my mouth out and went downstairs, jesse was in his boxers watching VIVA channel.
i sat next to him and put my head on his thighs.
"what happend?", he said calmly.
i could see his dick and it almsot made me vomit so i lifted my head and sed, "can we talk about it tommorow,"
he nodded and said, "did u know the guys,".
i shook my head.
they were showin the hills.
"i didnt know u watched this," i said.
"its deep," he said, "no homo."
he started laughin and sed, "u hungry?".
i said yeah.
"i'll order some pizza," he said.
he picked up his fone and ordered the pizza-he didnt even ask what i wanted.
When he finished orderin- he kissed me and sed, "deena- how do you know fumez,"
i looked at him.
"how do u mean," i sed.
"hes got a picture of u on his facebook calling u the dick wetter- swear down," he said.
"i dont know him," i lied, "bare people just hate me."
"them man arent right uno," jesse said, "they rusheed some batty boy last week just for looking at fumez."
"how do you know?", i said.
"one of my boys was there- he goes that the guy might not even have been gay but he acted like a chick and was shoppin wiv his mum and when he looked at fumez- all of his boys rushed the bre."
"did they hurt the mum," i asked tryna not to cry.
"nah they just made her watch them beat up her son- nobody said anyfin- like it was outside a tesco i fink and my boy was like noone said shit- they were proper shoutin bun chichi man- uno all dat shit."
i was gettin so angry and wanted to jesse wht i knew but i kept quiet.
"wasteguys," i said. "oh shit wheres this pizza," i said.
"half an hour," jesse said strokin my hair.
i kissed him on the lips and he turned away, "dont do that," he said, "uve sucked my dick before," he said.
we didnt say nuthin to each other for ten minutes and then he kissed me and sed, "does ur body hurt."
i nodded, "all of it- especially my jaws,"
"do u wanna go doctors," he asked.
"nah nah im ok," i sed.
i felt so sick, i felt so sick all over again and ran up to the bathroom, maybe it was cos my period was comin 2mrw.
i rinsed out the sink and washed my mouth and went backdown stairs.
"i have to go and get pads- i start my reds tommorow,"
"tommorow?", he asked.
i nodded. then his phone rang.
"bruv im in your yard now- yeah wiv some chick.... nah nah dont watch what her name is bruv just come innit- i ordered pizza- wait are u drivin- oh skeen skeen- yeah come down innit- bruv its so fucked up how im inviting u to your own house- loool- alrite kl kl- innabit." he put the fone down.
"its ma boy," he said, "hes comin."
"he doesnt live here all the time," i asked.
"he does- but sometimes he stays at his uncles house in finsbury park innit- listen my man's muslim- hes bare strict, so dont tell him me and u fuck sometimes yeah- hes bare religious."
i nodded.
the door bell rang.
"the pizza," jesse said.
he wnt to get it and came back with two large pizzas.
"i can eat it," i said, "i feel sick."
"kl- ill just save it for my boy."
"whats his name," i asked.
"Faze," jesse said.
i nodded.
i heard the front door unlock.
"dats him," jesse sed.
i looked and saw him walk into the front room. i started having a panic attack.
"Faze,"jesse said getting up to spud his boy.
"Deena this is my boy Faisaini- Faisani my friend Deena."
Faisani looked at me and laughed.
Friday 5 February 2010
Deena sket chapter 11
I left grandmas house at 8 after speakin to her about everythin and she told me to go and speak to my mum to sort everythin out and even tho I didnt want to- i knew i had to, i needed to know everythin.
My body so sore from the foursome with sorcha, ryan and fumez as i walked up my front door and unlockd it.
I stepped into the house and could smell oxtail.
i walked into the kitchen and couldnt see my mum and i culd hear noises from upstairs.
i walked to my mums room and opened the door.
"DEENA!"
I screamed and shut the door. my maj was getting doggied by some old white man. i ran into my room and locked the door. i heard bare noise coming from outside and then she started knockin on ma door.
"deena open the door- please," she was cryin.
"Fuck u hoe!", i yelled back, and then i heard the white man say "ill leave the money on the dining table" and then i heard her shoosh him as he left.
"deena let me explain,"
"You're a fuckin prostitute," i cried, "oh my gosh- thats why u got sacked from the hospital innit,"
then i heard her start cryin.
i felt vomit coming up, i ran to my window, opend it and vomited out of it. it drenched the old white man.
i wiped my mouth, closed the window and lay on my bed, put on my Keri Hilson cd and put it on full blast. Knock You Down drowned out my duttys mums crying.
"please deena,"
I ignored her and then said, "fuck off.!"
then i heard my lock unlock. i jumped up as she entered the room, she was in a pink bathrobe- her hair was a mess, i could see the cum stains on her chest.
"stay away from me," i said, "stay the fuck away."
"deena i'm sorry," she said trying to get closer, i picked up my lamp and threw it at her, she dogdged and started cryin,
"youve been fucking men for money," i said.
"dont speak to me like that- im your mum,"
"Your a sket!", i said, "i have to go- im going to grandmas."
she tried to stop me and started beggin, "please dont tell granmda"
I pushed her and walked out of my room, she grabbed me and i turned and spat on her face.
"dats what i think of u-" i said, "its always what ive thought of you."
I left the house and called natalie's fone but she werent answering. i assumed that she was prob in the shower, so i walked to her house and knocked on the door. it was raining and i was so wet.
her dad answered the door.
"deena you alright," he was in some tight white boxers and i could see the outline of his thick cock.
he caught me lookin, "deena are you ok."
"can i come in?", i asked
he let me in and we walked into the front room.
i started bawlin as i sat on the couch.
"my mums been prostituting," i said.
i saw his facial expression as he sat next to me and put his arm around me.
he put my head on his big firm chest and i cried, i purposely positioned my head in a way so that when my tears fell from my eyes they would fall onto his boxers and reveal his dick to me.
"natalie's baby sitting for my girlfriend tonight," he said, "deena- are you sure your mums a prostitute."
I nodded and rubbed my head against his chest, "i saw them fucking- her and some old white man and he paid her, he was doggying her."
"alright deena- let me call your grandma," he said getting up.
"no no," i said, "i dont want anything to do with dem anymore- i just need a place to rest."
"you know you're like a daughter to me- you can stay here," he said.
he was slowly gettin aboner, "lemme go and put some clothes on and ill come back down- there's some KFC in the kitchen."
he walked upstairs.
i sat in the livin room tryin to erase the image out of my head. then i heard a phone ring- i looked and it was natalies dad's Sony Erricson, i looked to see who was calling, it was Natalie, i rejected the call and put the phone off.
he walked back down.
"are you ok," he said, he was wearin a bathrobe now.
i nodded.
"you're not hungry," he said, "get some kfc, i got the bucket."
i smiled, "im ok," i said.
"i want you to know you're welcome here anytime deena- i know what good friends you and natalie are."
he was so sexy, his skin was like dark caramel and he was so bleno- but not too muscly, but i cld tell his arms were big enough to pick me up and throw me onto the bed and make me cum like noones business.
"its late, ive got work tommorow-" he said, "im going to go to bed- you can take a shower and natalie's bed is made up so you can sleep there and in the morning ill drop you off at college and ill speak to your mum."
I nodded and thanked him.
we both went upstairs, he said goodnight to me and went to his room and i wnt into the shower.
i used Natalie's FemFresh to clean my pussy and i used her sponge and aloe vera soap to scrub myself down. then i got out of the shower dripping wet, went to her room put on her pyjamas and lay in her bed.
i felt guilty- using her stuff even tho i was fuckin the man dem who had hurt her but were else was i gonna stay- me and sorcha werent dat close yet for me to going to her house like dat.
i started to think of ryan and natalie, and then i remembered natalie sayin she was gonna link corey and i felt angry- i fucked him first and now he was gonna like her pussy more than mine cos i know he likes fat pussies. i got bare angry and i started touchin myself.
i got up an walked to natalies dads room.
"im scared," i said.
he was lyin under the covers and he looked at me.
"deena- we cant sleep in the same bed," he said.
"but im scared- i cant sleep alone-", i started genuinely crying and he said alright.
i got into bed and lay above the covers cos he said so.
we didnt say nthin for about hlf an hour and then i said, "can i lie underthe covers- im cold."
"deena- im not sure about this you know," he said in his sexy voice. he was such a fuckin man, he looked even better at night.
i got under the covers and when i did i saw the FATTEST boner id ever seen in my life.
"deena u cant sleep here- u have to go."
i cuddled up to him and rubbed my leg against his dick, my nipples were hard and i cuaught him lookin.
"deena no," he said.
then i kissed his ear and said, "when was the last time u fucked a 17 year old body like mine."
i got under the covers and lickd his dick and he jumped out of the bed.
"deena no!- get out."
"no," i said.
i got out of the bed and took everything off,
i was there naked.
he turned away and then i grabbed his PS3 control and slowly stuck the handle part in my pussy.
he looked.
"come fuck me please- make me feel better," i said with tears rollin down my eyes
"ur my daughters best friend," he said, "i have a girlfriend- im gonna get married."
"imagine your dick between my thighs- slidin in and out of my pum," i said pushin the handle deeper in me, "my tongues itching for ur dick- just fuck me once and we never have to do it again."
"deena get out!".
i threw the ps3 control down and picked up natalies pyjamas and i said sorry.
i went back to natalies room
i lay in bed thinkin about how dumb i was to just do that- hed never look at me the same again and then the door opened.
he was naked, his dick throbbing pointing in my direction.
"just once deena," he said.
"just once," i said.
he jumped on the bed and kissed me withhis hands chokin my neck.
he spread my legs apart and said, "im gonna make u wish u never asked to fuck me."
he stuck his fingers in my mouth, as he put his dick in me.
"SHIT!".
He was beatin the shit out of me.
i laughed as i he started suckin on my tits, i wrapped my legs around his waist as he banged me.
he was so experienced- i could tell he had been fuckin for more than 20 years, his dick was a master in the gully art of pussy poppin.
i cldnt believed we hadnt fucked sooner- it was kinda weird that he was fuckin me in his daughters bed, but all i could feel was the dick, it wasnt hittin any of my spots but it was nice to feel a big ting inside of me.
He started crying out, "Ur pussys so tight deena"
and then i blew in his air.
i felt his cum all over inside my pussy.
"get out," he said.
"wat?".
"put on your clothes and get out," he shouted.
i started cryin as i put on my clothes.
"why," i asked.
he didnt say anythin- he jus sat on the bed lookin to the ground.
i started bawlin and left the house still puttin on my jacket.
i had nowhere to go, i werent gonna go grandmas and then i fort of something.
i dialled Faisanis number.
"faisani?", i cried.
"deena?", he asked.
"where r u?"
"im drivin around south- deena why r u callin me- i already told u ur dad is dead."
"i know your lyin- please come and get me- theres something i need to tell u,"
"whre r u?", he asked.
"peckham," i cried, the rain was beatin me so hard as i walked to the high road.
"meet me in victoria in an hour," he said.
"why?".
"do u wanna see me or not," he shouted.
"okay okay." i said.
i had to run to the station and top up my oyster card when i got there there was about 10 man shoutin shit at me like "euuuh its pecknarms nightbus- everyone in the bus had taken a ride on it"
i caught a bus to brixton then caught the bus 2 to victoria.
when i got there i called faisani.
"where r u," he said.
"im here- erm outside the station."
he didnt say anythin and then he said, "i see u- walk to the Ford."
I looked around and i saw a ford with its lights flashin. i walked to it to see faisani and two other arab guys in the car, the guy with the sick shape up was drivin.
i got in the backseat.
"this is deena- deena these are my cousins Amir and Atash."
"ur cousins," i said.
"they know deena," he said.
i looked at the guy next to me.
"she looks like ur mum faisaini," he said, he looked at me and said, "u like like my aunty."
i was looking at my brother.
"my names atash," he said.
he didnt look like me- he was tall and skinny.
"deena- u still wanna see ur dad," faisani said.
i nodded.
"sorry i lied to u," he said, "ill explain why later" then he said to amir, "drive somewhere quiet"
we drove for about half an hour until we got to some dark place,
"deena- if u wanna see ur dad- u have to know that he doesnt wanna see u- he didnt believe us when he said u came to the house innit Amir," faisani said. amir and atash nodded
"why though," i said, "im his daughter."
"he was fuckin ur mum whilst he was married to our mum," atash said, "he still is married to our mum- but he had an affair - our mum dont know about it to this day- we only know cos faisani told us about u."
i looked to the ground.
"so what am i gonna do," i said, "if he doesnt wanna see me- it dont matter- i have nuffin- my mum kicked me out, i aint got nowhere to go."
"we can help u out," faisani said, "if u help us out."
i saw a smile arise on atash's face.
"we saw ur picture on facebook- u used to fuck one of ma boys from west- Shahan."
omfg, it was true.
"he said ur a sick fucker- he said ur a dirty mixrace ho who gives amazing head, and guess what- the three of us like getting head."
i tried to get out of the cat but atash pulled me back in. amir locked the doors.
"please dont- but we're related!", i cried.
"you're related to me," faisani said, "but not to them,"
"what?", i said.
"we bullshitted you- we're not your brothers- we're just faisani's boys."
"you're uncle akbars only child," faisani said, "aunt fatima cant have kids- he stopped sendin money to your mum because he realized you might not be his because your mum was a prostitute," he laughed, "uncle akbar paid for her nigger pussy."
i started cryin.
"i still want to meet him," i said, "hes still my dad."
then atash said, "you wanna meet ur dad- we wanna try ur mouth and pussy- whats its gonna be."
"Do what we want and we'll take you to uncle akbar-if he sees you he won't turn you away cos u like just like one of us, whats its gonna be deena."
They all looked at me as I took off my jeans.
My body so sore from the foursome with sorcha, ryan and fumez as i walked up my front door and unlockd it.
I stepped into the house and could smell oxtail.
i walked into the kitchen and couldnt see my mum and i culd hear noises from upstairs.
i walked to my mums room and opened the door.
"DEENA!"
I screamed and shut the door. my maj was getting doggied by some old white man. i ran into my room and locked the door. i heard bare noise coming from outside and then she started knockin on ma door.
"deena open the door- please," she was cryin.
"Fuck u hoe!", i yelled back, and then i heard the white man say "ill leave the money on the dining table" and then i heard her shoosh him as he left.
"deena let me explain,"
"You're a fuckin prostitute," i cried, "oh my gosh- thats why u got sacked from the hospital innit,"
then i heard her start cryin.
i felt vomit coming up, i ran to my window, opend it and vomited out of it. it drenched the old white man.
i wiped my mouth, closed the window and lay on my bed, put on my Keri Hilson cd and put it on full blast. Knock You Down drowned out my duttys mums crying.
"please deena,"
I ignored her and then said, "fuck off.!"
then i heard my lock unlock. i jumped up as she entered the room, she was in a pink bathrobe- her hair was a mess, i could see the cum stains on her chest.
"stay away from me," i said, "stay the fuck away."
"deena i'm sorry," she said trying to get closer, i picked up my lamp and threw it at her, she dogdged and started cryin,
"youve been fucking men for money," i said.
"dont speak to me like that- im your mum,"
"Your a sket!", i said, "i have to go- im going to grandmas."
she tried to stop me and started beggin, "please dont tell granmda"
I pushed her and walked out of my room, she grabbed me and i turned and spat on her face.
"dats what i think of u-" i said, "its always what ive thought of you."
I left the house and called natalie's fone but she werent answering. i assumed that she was prob in the shower, so i walked to her house and knocked on the door. it was raining and i was so wet.
her dad answered the door.
"deena you alright," he was in some tight white boxers and i could see the outline of his thick cock.
he caught me lookin, "deena are you ok."
"can i come in?", i asked
he let me in and we walked into the front room.
i started bawlin as i sat on the couch.
"my mums been prostituting," i said.
i saw his facial expression as he sat next to me and put his arm around me.
he put my head on his big firm chest and i cried, i purposely positioned my head in a way so that when my tears fell from my eyes they would fall onto his boxers and reveal his dick to me.
"natalie's baby sitting for my girlfriend tonight," he said, "deena- are you sure your mums a prostitute."
I nodded and rubbed my head against his chest, "i saw them fucking- her and some old white man and he paid her, he was doggying her."
"alright deena- let me call your grandma," he said getting up.
"no no," i said, "i dont want anything to do with dem anymore- i just need a place to rest."
"you know you're like a daughter to me- you can stay here," he said.
he was slowly gettin aboner, "lemme go and put some clothes on and ill come back down- there's some KFC in the kitchen."
he walked upstairs.
i sat in the livin room tryin to erase the image out of my head. then i heard a phone ring- i looked and it was natalies dad's Sony Erricson, i looked to see who was calling, it was Natalie, i rejected the call and put the phone off.
he walked back down.
"are you ok," he said, he was wearin a bathrobe now.
i nodded.
"you're not hungry," he said, "get some kfc, i got the bucket."
i smiled, "im ok," i said.
"i want you to know you're welcome here anytime deena- i know what good friends you and natalie are."
he was so sexy, his skin was like dark caramel and he was so bleno- but not too muscly, but i cld tell his arms were big enough to pick me up and throw me onto the bed and make me cum like noones business.
"its late, ive got work tommorow-" he said, "im going to go to bed- you can take a shower and natalie's bed is made up so you can sleep there and in the morning ill drop you off at college and ill speak to your mum."
I nodded and thanked him.
we both went upstairs, he said goodnight to me and went to his room and i wnt into the shower.
i used Natalie's FemFresh to clean my pussy and i used her sponge and aloe vera soap to scrub myself down. then i got out of the shower dripping wet, went to her room put on her pyjamas and lay in her bed.
i felt guilty- using her stuff even tho i was fuckin the man dem who had hurt her but were else was i gonna stay- me and sorcha werent dat close yet for me to going to her house like dat.
i started to think of ryan and natalie, and then i remembered natalie sayin she was gonna link corey and i felt angry- i fucked him first and now he was gonna like her pussy more than mine cos i know he likes fat pussies. i got bare angry and i started touchin myself.
i got up an walked to natalies dads room.
"im scared," i said.
he was lyin under the covers and he looked at me.
"deena- we cant sleep in the same bed," he said.
"but im scared- i cant sleep alone-", i started genuinely crying and he said alright.
i got into bed and lay above the covers cos he said so.
we didnt say nthin for about hlf an hour and then i said, "can i lie underthe covers- im cold."
"deena- im not sure about this you know," he said in his sexy voice. he was such a fuckin man, he looked even better at night.
i got under the covers and when i did i saw the FATTEST boner id ever seen in my life.
"deena u cant sleep here- u have to go."
i cuddled up to him and rubbed my leg against his dick, my nipples were hard and i cuaught him lookin.
"deena no," he said.
then i kissed his ear and said, "when was the last time u fucked a 17 year old body like mine."
i got under the covers and lickd his dick and he jumped out of the bed.
"deena no!- get out."
"no," i said.
i got out of the bed and took everything off,
i was there naked.
he turned away and then i grabbed his PS3 control and slowly stuck the handle part in my pussy.
he looked.
"come fuck me please- make me feel better," i said with tears rollin down my eyes
"ur my daughters best friend," he said, "i have a girlfriend- im gonna get married."
"imagine your dick between my thighs- slidin in and out of my pum," i said pushin the handle deeper in me, "my tongues itching for ur dick- just fuck me once and we never have to do it again."
"deena get out!".
i threw the ps3 control down and picked up natalies pyjamas and i said sorry.
i went back to natalies room
i lay in bed thinkin about how dumb i was to just do that- hed never look at me the same again and then the door opened.
he was naked, his dick throbbing pointing in my direction.
"just once deena," he said.
"just once," i said.
he jumped on the bed and kissed me withhis hands chokin my neck.
he spread my legs apart and said, "im gonna make u wish u never asked to fuck me."
he stuck his fingers in my mouth, as he put his dick in me.
"SHIT!".
He was beatin the shit out of me.
i laughed as i he started suckin on my tits, i wrapped my legs around his waist as he banged me.
he was so experienced- i could tell he had been fuckin for more than 20 years, his dick was a master in the gully art of pussy poppin.
i cldnt believed we hadnt fucked sooner- it was kinda weird that he was fuckin me in his daughters bed, but all i could feel was the dick, it wasnt hittin any of my spots but it was nice to feel a big ting inside of me.
He started crying out, "Ur pussys so tight deena"
and then i blew in his air.
i felt his cum all over inside my pussy.
"get out," he said.
"wat?".
"put on your clothes and get out," he shouted.
i started cryin as i put on my clothes.
"why," i asked.
he didnt say anythin- he jus sat on the bed lookin to the ground.
i started bawlin and left the house still puttin on my jacket.
i had nowhere to go, i werent gonna go grandmas and then i fort of something.
i dialled Faisanis number.
"faisani?", i cried.
"deena?", he asked.
"where r u?"
"im drivin around south- deena why r u callin me- i already told u ur dad is dead."
"i know your lyin- please come and get me- theres something i need to tell u,"
"whre r u?", he asked.
"peckham," i cried, the rain was beatin me so hard as i walked to the high road.
"meet me in victoria in an hour," he said.
"why?".
"do u wanna see me or not," he shouted.
"okay okay." i said.
i had to run to the station and top up my oyster card when i got there there was about 10 man shoutin shit at me like "euuuh its pecknarms nightbus- everyone in the bus had taken a ride on it"
i caught a bus to brixton then caught the bus 2 to victoria.
when i got there i called faisani.
"where r u," he said.
"im here- erm outside the station."
he didnt say anythin and then he said, "i see u- walk to the Ford."
I looked around and i saw a ford with its lights flashin. i walked to it to see faisani and two other arab guys in the car, the guy with the sick shape up was drivin.
i got in the backseat.
"this is deena- deena these are my cousins Amir and Atash."
"ur cousins," i said.
"they know deena," he said.
i looked at the guy next to me.
"she looks like ur mum faisaini," he said, he looked at me and said, "u like like my aunty."
i was looking at my brother.
"my names atash," he said.
he didnt look like me- he was tall and skinny.
"deena- u still wanna see ur dad," faisani said.
i nodded.
"sorry i lied to u," he said, "ill explain why later" then he said to amir, "drive somewhere quiet"
we drove for about half an hour until we got to some dark place,
"deena- if u wanna see ur dad- u have to know that he doesnt wanna see u- he didnt believe us when he said u came to the house innit Amir," faisani said. amir and atash nodded
"why though," i said, "im his daughter."
"he was fuckin ur mum whilst he was married to our mum," atash said, "he still is married to our mum- but he had an affair - our mum dont know about it to this day- we only know cos faisani told us about u."
i looked to the ground.
"so what am i gonna do," i said, "if he doesnt wanna see me- it dont matter- i have nuffin- my mum kicked me out, i aint got nowhere to go."
"we can help u out," faisani said, "if u help us out."
i saw a smile arise on atash's face.
"we saw ur picture on facebook- u used to fuck one of ma boys from west- Shahan."
omfg, it was true.
"he said ur a sick fucker- he said ur a dirty mixrace ho who gives amazing head, and guess what- the three of us like getting head."
i tried to get out of the cat but atash pulled me back in. amir locked the doors.
"please dont- but we're related!", i cried.
"you're related to me," faisani said, "but not to them,"
"what?", i said.
"we bullshitted you- we're not your brothers- we're just faisani's boys."
"you're uncle akbars only child," faisani said, "aunt fatima cant have kids- he stopped sendin money to your mum because he realized you might not be his because your mum was a prostitute," he laughed, "uncle akbar paid for her nigger pussy."
i started cryin.
"i still want to meet him," i said, "hes still my dad."
then atash said, "you wanna meet ur dad- we wanna try ur mouth and pussy- whats its gonna be."
"Do what we want and we'll take you to uncle akbar-if he sees you he won't turn you away cos u like just like one of us, whats its gonna be deena."
They all looked at me as I took off my jeans.
Thursday 4 February 2010
Deena Sket Chapter 10
I looked at her. Fumez had just bus all over my mouth.
She giggled.
"Oh my fucking gosh Deena," she smiled.
"Hi," i said proper nervous, she was gonna tell natalie she had seen me here.
"Oh ma gosh- how do you know Ryan and Fumez?", she said before licking the last bit of fumez cum off his dick.
"That dont matter," Ryan sed, "u lot finished wivout us," he looked at fumez dick.
oh shit. not this shit again.
then sorcha walked up to ryan with fumez cum in her mouth and kissed him.
Fumez beckoned me.
"suck the top of my dick,"he said.
before i cld say anything- he forced my head down andi started suckin, he was messing up my hair when he was grabbin my head up and down and i could hear sorcha and ryan kissing.
"Come we take this to my room," Fumez sed.
Sorcha giggled as Fumez picked me up and all four of us went to his room. me and sorcha sat on the bed and started kissing- shit i cant believe im telling everyone all this- alright yeah- yeah me and sorcha were on the bed kissing, she took off my clothes and threw themon the floor and she kissed my neck so slow. Ryan and Fumez took off all their clothes and i saw Ryan kiss Fumez cheek, i felt sick.
Sorcha sucked on my nipples as i played with my clit and she had her fingers carresing between my thighs.
"suck on her pussy", fumez said.
sorcha put her head between my legs and started suckin softly and as i was startin to squirm she put her tongue so far up my pussy i started giggling. i closed my eyes as her wet tongue found my g-spot and kept lickin it.
"i love you sorcha," i said.
ilooked down and she looked up at me and her bright blue eyes just made me wet.
"cum in my mouth deena,."
and so i did.
she stood up and walked over to me, forced open my mouth and kissed me.
i tasted everything.
ryan got on the bed and lay in between me and sorcha.
"suck my dick."
both of us started suckin his dick, me on the right, sorcha on the left, fumez was jus watching lickin his lips.
every now and agen me and sorcha would lips to create bare saliva and use it to make ryans hard dick wetter.
then all of a sudden, fumez sat on the bottom of the bed and took ryan's balls in his mouth.
i wanted to scream and i culd see the look of shock on sorchas face, ryans face went bare red and i could feel his blood pumping.
I was suckin the top of his dick.
sorcha was sucking the middle
and fumez- fumez was on his balls.
the sight of fumez long thick tongue licking ryans balls made my stomach turn and i had to try hard not to fart.
he proper knew what he was doin too.
"im gonna cum," ryan said.
me, fumez and sorcha put our mouths next to ryans dick and as he came we all got some cum in our mouths.
i kissed fumez who kissed sorcha who kissed ryan who got up and grabbed fumez dick.
i watched as sorcha had her mouth open in front of fumez dick as ryan bashed him off so fumez would cum in sorcha's mouth.
I wanted to leave.
as Fumez came so thick and strong in sorcha's beautiful pink mouth, he kissed Ryan and said, "u need to lotion up ur hands bruv,"
then fumez phone rang- his ringtone was Are We Gonna bANG dOE. Sorcha laughed as he answered the fone.
"wagwun," he said, "yeah yeah i'm in the bits..... how much.... bruv u mus be smokin cornflakes... i bought 2 grams off you last week for 4gs, fuck overpricin man... nah nah cos me and u have always been cool but it seems now like ur tryna par man- u must fink mans a dick-ed out here..... alright cool i'll come down myself... but i aint payin what ur saying- ill pay what i paid last time yeah?... alright hold it up- ill be there in abit."
he put the phone down and told ryan, "its rico- he's got some shit for me, ill be back in a bit."
"ur gonna drive?", ryan said as sorcha cleaned his dick with her mouth.
"yeah," fumez said.
"bruv u aint got a license, the feds aint rampin uno- i know about 6 man who got stopped last week."
"shut the fuck up man- gimme ur car keys."
ryan threw him the keys. Fumez walked over to me and punched me and said to ryan, "everytime u chat shit to me- i punch ur sket."
ryan looked down and didnt say shit, the fumez kissed me and said, "ur pussys on point."
then he kissed ryan, kissed sorcha, got dressed and left.
my cheeks hurt so much from the punch
ryan said, "im gonna shower." then he left the room.
me and sorcha jus lay on the bed lookin up at the ceiling.
"dont tell natalie i was here please" i said.
"why," she asked.
"ryan, fumez and bare of their man mustve gangraped her," i said
"and u still link dem?", she asked.
i didnt say nuthin, "dont worry- i wont say shit as long as u agree for us 4 to do this on the regs- ryan and fumez are so cheung."
"are you bisexual?", i asked her.
"nope- just sexual- i dont have time to pick who i want to make me cum based on whether they have dick or pussy- girls have things boys dont."
"like what?", i asked.
"girls have fun parts that i can squeeze," she giggled.
"and boys?".
"some boys.." then she looked at me, "some man... have dicks that would turn a sweet bitch into the gulliest sket ever- some dick is so good- that it dont matter whose is it- as long as its inside me..." she started fingerin herself, "ive fucked 200 man on road- no lie- east- west- south- north, backed them brain, fucked them, gotte eaten out, fingered but nothin compares to a good dick."
i giggled.
"when was ur first time?", i asked.
" when i was 15- i was doin work experience at the carphone warehouse in west and there was some sexy indian guy- like when i say sexy deena- i mean he was tonk- big shoulders, big chest, nice mouth- good teeth- good skin, and he had big hands and once after work it was jus me and him and he brushed past me and touched my pussy- well he groped it, dnt forget i was a virgin in my pussy- i had already got fucked in the ass by one of my cousin's friends like a month before- but yeah- he groped my pussy and we started lipsin and then took off his uniform and deena- his dick...."
she stopped and put my hands on her pussy and used her hands to make me rub it.
"his dick," she continued, "it was long, and thick and wide and the top- uno the crown part- OH MY gosh- it was so big and i just knew what i wanted, my legs opened by demselves- i remember how i took off my skirt and pushed my knickers to the side andhe put it in- raw and bare back, it hurt at first cos i wasnt all that wet, but after five minutes i wasnt even worried about him bein bare hairy- cos his dick was killing me- indian dick can be so good- so can arab dick."
i nodded,
"where u from," she asked.
"half iranian, half bajan."
"ur dads iranian," she said.
"i dont know him," i said.
"i dont know my dad either- my mum wont tell me his name but i know he was married when they were fuckin."
"how old r u?", i asked.
"18, ur 17 innit like natalie."
i nodded.
"i know my dad has a daughter tho-well i heard he had two from my cousin, cos she went to school wiv one of them."
"what was her name?" i asked.
"who- my dads daughter?".
i nodded.
"rochelle."
"rochelle?".
sorcha nodded, "but i dont care- cos me and my mum are ballin innit- like uve seen my house- i dont want for nuthin,"
"do you know the name of his other daughter?", i asked.
"nah- but i knw it was with a different woman though- thats all my mum will say- that me and the girl rochelle were born in the same month and that she found out he had another baby wiv some other woman after he left the girl rochelles mum."
i nodded.
"i wanna meet her tho- i dont even know what she looks like- like cos im mixraced but like she could look like a black version of me- her and my ova sister."
i nodded.
"it dont matter tho," she said, "im good- i didnt need shit from him and i dont now."
"do you know where is now?",
sorcha shook her head, "and i dont care- he, rochelle and my other sister can be dead for all i care- he never cared about me."
i looked at her and said, "u dont mean that."
then she said, "i do- any man that can fuck women and leave them when they knocked up deserve to die and my mum was dum too fuck a married man too."
i nodded.
"anyway- allow all this depressing talk," she said, "do u mind that ryan and fumez are hot for each other."
i lied and said no.
"i think its sexy," she said, "plus i understand them- sme people are just too sexy NOT to fuck."
"when did u meet them both?", i asked.
"fumez used to link my cousin but when she went to uni he started linkin me," she said, "and i'm glad- cos his piece is to die for."
then she kissed me and said, "me and u are gonnabe girlies 4 life from now on- fuck natalie, she's not that hot anyway."
then me and sorcha kissed as we rubbed each others pussies.
She giggled.
"Oh my fucking gosh Deena," she smiled.
"Hi," i said proper nervous, she was gonna tell natalie she had seen me here.
"Oh ma gosh- how do you know Ryan and Fumez?", she said before licking the last bit of fumez cum off his dick.
"That dont matter," Ryan sed, "u lot finished wivout us," he looked at fumez dick.
oh shit. not this shit again.
then sorcha walked up to ryan with fumez cum in her mouth and kissed him.
Fumez beckoned me.
"suck the top of my dick,"he said.
before i cld say anything- he forced my head down andi started suckin, he was messing up my hair when he was grabbin my head up and down and i could hear sorcha and ryan kissing.
"Come we take this to my room," Fumez sed.
Sorcha giggled as Fumez picked me up and all four of us went to his room. me and sorcha sat on the bed and started kissing- shit i cant believe im telling everyone all this- alright yeah- yeah me and sorcha were on the bed kissing, she took off my clothes and threw themon the floor and she kissed my neck so slow. Ryan and Fumez took off all their clothes and i saw Ryan kiss Fumez cheek, i felt sick.
Sorcha sucked on my nipples as i played with my clit and she had her fingers carresing between my thighs.
"suck on her pussy", fumez said.
sorcha put her head between my legs and started suckin softly and as i was startin to squirm she put her tongue so far up my pussy i started giggling. i closed my eyes as her wet tongue found my g-spot and kept lickin it.
"i love you sorcha," i said.
ilooked down and she looked up at me and her bright blue eyes just made me wet.
"cum in my mouth deena,."
and so i did.
she stood up and walked over to me, forced open my mouth and kissed me.
i tasted everything.
ryan got on the bed and lay in between me and sorcha.
"suck my dick."
both of us started suckin his dick, me on the right, sorcha on the left, fumez was jus watching lickin his lips.
every now and agen me and sorcha would lips to create bare saliva and use it to make ryans hard dick wetter.
then all of a sudden, fumez sat on the bottom of the bed and took ryan's balls in his mouth.
i wanted to scream and i culd see the look of shock on sorchas face, ryans face went bare red and i could feel his blood pumping.
I was suckin the top of his dick.
sorcha was sucking the middle
and fumez- fumez was on his balls.
the sight of fumez long thick tongue licking ryans balls made my stomach turn and i had to try hard not to fart.
he proper knew what he was doin too.
"im gonna cum," ryan said.
me, fumez and sorcha put our mouths next to ryans dick and as he came we all got some cum in our mouths.
i kissed fumez who kissed sorcha who kissed ryan who got up and grabbed fumez dick.
i watched as sorcha had her mouth open in front of fumez dick as ryan bashed him off so fumez would cum in sorcha's mouth.
I wanted to leave.
as Fumez came so thick and strong in sorcha's beautiful pink mouth, he kissed Ryan and said, "u need to lotion up ur hands bruv,"
then fumez phone rang- his ringtone was Are We Gonna bANG dOE. Sorcha laughed as he answered the fone.
"wagwun," he said, "yeah yeah i'm in the bits..... how much.... bruv u mus be smokin cornflakes... i bought 2 grams off you last week for 4gs, fuck overpricin man... nah nah cos me and u have always been cool but it seems now like ur tryna par man- u must fink mans a dick-ed out here..... alright cool i'll come down myself... but i aint payin what ur saying- ill pay what i paid last time yeah?... alright hold it up- ill be there in abit."
he put the phone down and told ryan, "its rico- he's got some shit for me, ill be back in a bit."
"ur gonna drive?", ryan said as sorcha cleaned his dick with her mouth.
"yeah," fumez said.
"bruv u aint got a license, the feds aint rampin uno- i know about 6 man who got stopped last week."
"shut the fuck up man- gimme ur car keys."
ryan threw him the keys. Fumez walked over to me and punched me and said to ryan, "everytime u chat shit to me- i punch ur sket."
ryan looked down and didnt say shit, the fumez kissed me and said, "ur pussys on point."
then he kissed ryan, kissed sorcha, got dressed and left.
my cheeks hurt so much from the punch
ryan said, "im gonna shower." then he left the room.
me and sorcha jus lay on the bed lookin up at the ceiling.
"dont tell natalie i was here please" i said.
"why," she asked.
"ryan, fumez and bare of their man mustve gangraped her," i said
"and u still link dem?", she asked.
i didnt say nuthin, "dont worry- i wont say shit as long as u agree for us 4 to do this on the regs- ryan and fumez are so cheung."
"are you bisexual?", i asked her.
"nope- just sexual- i dont have time to pick who i want to make me cum based on whether they have dick or pussy- girls have things boys dont."
"like what?", i asked.
"girls have fun parts that i can squeeze," she giggled.
"and boys?".
"some boys.." then she looked at me, "some man... have dicks that would turn a sweet bitch into the gulliest sket ever- some dick is so good- that it dont matter whose is it- as long as its inside me..." she started fingerin herself, "ive fucked 200 man on road- no lie- east- west- south- north, backed them brain, fucked them, gotte eaten out, fingered but nothin compares to a good dick."
i giggled.
"when was ur first time?", i asked.
" when i was 15- i was doin work experience at the carphone warehouse in west and there was some sexy indian guy- like when i say sexy deena- i mean he was tonk- big shoulders, big chest, nice mouth- good teeth- good skin, and he had big hands and once after work it was jus me and him and he brushed past me and touched my pussy- well he groped it, dnt forget i was a virgin in my pussy- i had already got fucked in the ass by one of my cousin's friends like a month before- but yeah- he groped my pussy and we started lipsin and then took off his uniform and deena- his dick...."
she stopped and put my hands on her pussy and used her hands to make me rub it.
"his dick," she continued, "it was long, and thick and wide and the top- uno the crown part- OH MY gosh- it was so big and i just knew what i wanted, my legs opened by demselves- i remember how i took off my skirt and pushed my knickers to the side andhe put it in- raw and bare back, it hurt at first cos i wasnt all that wet, but after five minutes i wasnt even worried about him bein bare hairy- cos his dick was killing me- indian dick can be so good- so can arab dick."
i nodded,
"where u from," she asked.
"half iranian, half bajan."
"ur dads iranian," she said.
"i dont know him," i said.
"i dont know my dad either- my mum wont tell me his name but i know he was married when they were fuckin."
"how old r u?", i asked.
"18, ur 17 innit like natalie."
i nodded.
"i know my dad has a daughter tho-well i heard he had two from my cousin, cos she went to school wiv one of them."
"what was her name?" i asked.
"who- my dads daughter?".
i nodded.
"rochelle."
"rochelle?".
sorcha nodded, "but i dont care- cos me and my mum are ballin innit- like uve seen my house- i dont want for nuthin,"
"do you know the name of his other daughter?", i asked.
"nah- but i knw it was with a different woman though- thats all my mum will say- that me and the girl rochelle were born in the same month and that she found out he had another baby wiv some other woman after he left the girl rochelles mum."
i nodded.
"i wanna meet her tho- i dont even know what she looks like- like cos im mixraced but like she could look like a black version of me- her and my ova sister."
i nodded.
"it dont matter tho," she said, "im good- i didnt need shit from him and i dont now."
"do you know where is now?",
sorcha shook her head, "and i dont care- he, rochelle and my other sister can be dead for all i care- he never cared about me."
i looked at her and said, "u dont mean that."
then she said, "i do- any man that can fuck women and leave them when they knocked up deserve to die and my mum was dum too fuck a married man too."
i nodded.
"anyway- allow all this depressing talk," she said, "do u mind that ryan and fumez are hot for each other."
i lied and said no.
"i think its sexy," she said, "plus i understand them- sme people are just too sexy NOT to fuck."
"when did u meet them both?", i asked.
"fumez used to link my cousin but when she went to uni he started linkin me," she said, "and i'm glad- cos his piece is to die for."
then she kissed me and said, "me and u are gonnabe girlies 4 life from now on- fuck natalie, she's not that hot anyway."
then me and sorcha kissed as we rubbed each others pussies.
Monday 1 February 2010
DEENA CHAPTER 9
Natalie and me were dancing when Jentina came on.
I was in some sick dress. it was short and white but the material was silk and it was like a t-shirt and it was proper tight at the top and it was kinda see through so u culd see my pink g-string. I was in pink stilletos and i looked like a prettier and slimmer version of Shay Uk Bombsell.
Natalie was in the same dress but just in black.
dere was so much man tryin to chirpse me and natalie but we actually werent onit- i was jus interested in meeting Sorcha, Natalie was saying she was so cheung. her house was so big, it was like a proper mansion.
when i mean that the level of cheungness in the party was too much- my mind was so free i wasnt thinkin about anyfin- not my dad- not my mum- not even ma nan, i was jus enjoyin all these sexy man and gal watchin me.
And then the sexiest thing.. oh shit...the sexiest... natalie is that her?
Natalie looked at me and then looked at the boom ting approaching wth the glass of Southern Comfort in her hand.
"Sorcha!", Natalie hugged, Sorcha kissed her on the cheek as she watched me.
I couldnt speak.
She was tall and had bright blue eyes.
She was mixraced and had honey colored hair just like that mixrace M AND S model just that Sorchas hair was longer. Her tits were so nice, they were round and firm and u culd see them so easily cos she was wearing a thin strapped black mini dress. She was so cheung- cheunger than me. everythinabout her- her teeth- her nose.
"Sorcha- this is Deena," Natalie said.
"Oh my gosh Nats- shes a boom ting- im jealous already," she said. She kissed me on the lips. "You seen any mandem you like," she asked Natalie.
"Im not even on that tonite," Natalie said.
"Are you?", Sorcha asked me.
"I need some dick tonight," i said. Natalie looked at me as if to say wtf and Sorcha sipped her drink and laughed, her bright pink lips looked so sexy as she licked the alcohol off them.
"Dance with me," she said and she put my hand around her waist.
"Im gonna get a drink yeah," Natalie said. I nodded.
"So have u got a man," Sorcha said putting her drink to my lips. I took a sip.
"Its sweet," i said, she rubbed herself up against me.
"I asked you a question," she giggled, her voice was hoarse and sexy like she had a permanent sexy sorethroat.
"I havent got a man," i said,
"do u like girls," she asked.
I giggled and then she put the drink to my lips again, i took another sip, when i sipped it, she kissed me and said, "it tastes better coming from your mouth- if i find a guy sexy enough- would u be on a threes-"
Natalie rushed to me, "Deena we have to go," she said.
"Why?", Sorcha said, "We were jus gettin to know each other."
"Im sorry Sorcha- its an emergency," she said, then natalie whispered, "fumez and his boys are here."
SHIT.
"ok lets go," i said.
Sorcha looked at me and said, "tell natalie to give u my number- your a sexy bitch." then she kissed me.
natalie pulled me and we ran out of the house.
"i already called a cab."
we got into the blue cab and natalie kept looking back until we were on the mainroad.
"i saw them come in thru the backdoor," she said, she was so shook.
i held her hand.
"they wouldve raped me again," she said. "imagine if i didnt go to get that drink- i wouldnt have seen them."
"i wonder how sorcha knows them," i said.
"shes from east- she knows everyone, i shoudl have known."
"where are u going girls?".
"erm- peckham," i said, "ill pay."
natalie thanked me and put her head on my shoulders.
we got back to her dads house at 2 and we jus lay in her bed, she started cryin.
"i have to tell someone deena- this is fuckin eatin me alive.", she said.
"you cant," i blurted out.
she looked up at me.
"cos den dey mite hurt u- u know how dese man stay."
"but deena- i have to live my life- i cant be shook to go anywhere"
i held her so tight and put her her head agianst my tits.
"deena- i just realized something," she said.
"what."
"when u called ur dads house today- didnt u say he answered."
i looked at her. oh sht it was true.
"yeah," i said.
"so how can faisani say he was dead- he was lyin 2 u- they probably realized who u were when u got to the door."
I started cryin and i sat up- how the fuck culd i have been so stupid not to realise.
"why would he do that- why would he hide from me?".
"cos he doesnt want u deena- cos hes a prick, u didnt need him before and u dont need him now- he probably told faisani to lie."
"but i need someone natalie."
"you have me."
I groped her pussy and she kissed my neck.
"Corey wants to link me tommorow," she said. I looked at her. OMFG. if she found out that i was fuckin him when i was supposed to go and link fumez with her shed never forgive me.
"shld i do," she said.
"erm- yeah yeah- but i dont fink hes dat nice uno," i said.
"i know but he sent me a picture of his piece- i wanna suck it."
"oh shit- ur gonna give brain- i frt u sed u wld never do that."
she laughed and wiped her tears.
"my jaws are itchin for some cock," she said in a cockney accent.
we laughed and laughed and just started touchin each others pussy.
"sorcha's nice innit," she said.
"i wanna eat her out," i said.
"i already have."
i looked at her, "and u didnt tell me."
"it was before me and u were tight how we are now- her pussy is so nice, she has a tatoo of an arrow on her naval pointing down to her pussy."
I started gettin wet,
"but i dont wanna speak to her again- she must know ryan and fumez and i dont want anythin to do with them man," natalie said. then she looked at me, "you look sexier at night," she said.
she took off my g-string and licked my pussy.
"i have to spend some time at my dad's girlfriends house cos she wants her sons to get to know me cos theyre lookin to get married init- so ill be stayin there for a few weeks, but ill still be in college."
i nodded as she kissed me.
she said, "when was the last time u fucked, like got a dick in you."
i wanted to tell her about ryan and fumez but she'd hate me and then i couldnt tell her about corey cos i was supposed to be with her WHEN she was getting raped by ryan and fumez, so i said, "cant remember" and then to change the subject i said, "i dont even care about my dad- i dont need him- he doesnt have to worry about avoidin me anymore."
"good girl," she said then she kissed me.
my phone rang.
"hello,".
"deena its your grandma- where are you?".
"im at my friends grandma."
"deena please come and see me tommorow ok- i know what happened between u and ur mudda- come and see me."
"ok- ill come after college- love you."
"love you."
i put the phone down.
natalie kissed me and said, "im getting dick tommorow- so u need to get some too- call up a link."
i smiled and said, "its cool."
then she kissed my neck.
as she ate my pussy- all i could think of was ryan.
I woke up at 6 and left Natalie asleep. I walked to my house, had a shower, got dresed and went to college.
I finished at 12:15 and called ryan to link up.
he picked me up rom bow station and took me back to fumez yard.
i was so horny.
"he's got a chick there, so u wont be the only one there," ryan said as we were in the lift.
ryan unlocked the door.
the house stank of dro as usual and we walked into the front room.
fumez was getting head and then the giver of the head looked up.
"Oh ma gosh- Deena!".
It was Sorcha- with Fumez cum all over her bright pink lipgloss.
I was in some sick dress. it was short and white but the material was silk and it was like a t-shirt and it was proper tight at the top and it was kinda see through so u culd see my pink g-string. I was in pink stilletos and i looked like a prettier and slimmer version of Shay Uk Bombsell.
Natalie was in the same dress but just in black.
dere was so much man tryin to chirpse me and natalie but we actually werent onit- i was jus interested in meeting Sorcha, Natalie was saying she was so cheung. her house was so big, it was like a proper mansion.
when i mean that the level of cheungness in the party was too much- my mind was so free i wasnt thinkin about anyfin- not my dad- not my mum- not even ma nan, i was jus enjoyin all these sexy man and gal watchin me.
And then the sexiest thing.. oh shit...the sexiest... natalie is that her?
Natalie looked at me and then looked at the boom ting approaching wth the glass of Southern Comfort in her hand.
"Sorcha!", Natalie hugged, Sorcha kissed her on the cheek as she watched me.
I couldnt speak.
She was tall and had bright blue eyes.
She was mixraced and had honey colored hair just like that mixrace M AND S model just that Sorchas hair was longer. Her tits were so nice, they were round and firm and u culd see them so easily cos she was wearing a thin strapped black mini dress. She was so cheung- cheunger than me. everythinabout her- her teeth- her nose.
"Sorcha- this is Deena," Natalie said.
"Oh my gosh Nats- shes a boom ting- im jealous already," she said. She kissed me on the lips. "You seen any mandem you like," she asked Natalie.
"Im not even on that tonite," Natalie said.
"Are you?", Sorcha asked me.
"I need some dick tonight," i said. Natalie looked at me as if to say wtf and Sorcha sipped her drink and laughed, her bright pink lips looked so sexy as she licked the alcohol off them.
"Dance with me," she said and she put my hand around her waist.
"Im gonna get a drink yeah," Natalie said. I nodded.
"So have u got a man," Sorcha said putting her drink to my lips. I took a sip.
"Its sweet," i said, she rubbed herself up against me.
"I asked you a question," she giggled, her voice was hoarse and sexy like she had a permanent sexy sorethroat.
"I havent got a man," i said,
"do u like girls," she asked.
I giggled and then she put the drink to my lips again, i took another sip, when i sipped it, she kissed me and said, "it tastes better coming from your mouth- if i find a guy sexy enough- would u be on a threes-"
Natalie rushed to me, "Deena we have to go," she said.
"Why?", Sorcha said, "We were jus gettin to know each other."
"Im sorry Sorcha- its an emergency," she said, then natalie whispered, "fumez and his boys are here."
SHIT.
"ok lets go," i said.
Sorcha looked at me and said, "tell natalie to give u my number- your a sexy bitch." then she kissed me.
natalie pulled me and we ran out of the house.
"i already called a cab."
we got into the blue cab and natalie kept looking back until we were on the mainroad.
"i saw them come in thru the backdoor," she said, she was so shook.
i held her hand.
"they wouldve raped me again," she said. "imagine if i didnt go to get that drink- i wouldnt have seen them."
"i wonder how sorcha knows them," i said.
"shes from east- she knows everyone, i shoudl have known."
"where are u going girls?".
"erm- peckham," i said, "ill pay."
natalie thanked me and put her head on my shoulders.
we got back to her dads house at 2 and we jus lay in her bed, she started cryin.
"i have to tell someone deena- this is fuckin eatin me alive.", she said.
"you cant," i blurted out.
she looked up at me.
"cos den dey mite hurt u- u know how dese man stay."
"but deena- i have to live my life- i cant be shook to go anywhere"
i held her so tight and put her her head agianst my tits.
"deena- i just realized something," she said.
"what."
"when u called ur dads house today- didnt u say he answered."
i looked at her. oh sht it was true.
"yeah," i said.
"so how can faisani say he was dead- he was lyin 2 u- they probably realized who u were when u got to the door."
I started cryin and i sat up- how the fuck culd i have been so stupid not to realise.
"why would he do that- why would he hide from me?".
"cos he doesnt want u deena- cos hes a prick, u didnt need him before and u dont need him now- he probably told faisani to lie."
"but i need someone natalie."
"you have me."
I groped her pussy and she kissed my neck.
"Corey wants to link me tommorow," she said. I looked at her. OMFG. if she found out that i was fuckin him when i was supposed to go and link fumez with her shed never forgive me.
"shld i do," she said.
"erm- yeah yeah- but i dont fink hes dat nice uno," i said.
"i know but he sent me a picture of his piece- i wanna suck it."
"oh shit- ur gonna give brain- i frt u sed u wld never do that."
she laughed and wiped her tears.
"my jaws are itchin for some cock," she said in a cockney accent.
we laughed and laughed and just started touchin each others pussy.
"sorcha's nice innit," she said.
"i wanna eat her out," i said.
"i already have."
i looked at her, "and u didnt tell me."
"it was before me and u were tight how we are now- her pussy is so nice, she has a tatoo of an arrow on her naval pointing down to her pussy."
I started gettin wet,
"but i dont wanna speak to her again- she must know ryan and fumez and i dont want anythin to do with them man," natalie said. then she looked at me, "you look sexier at night," she said.
she took off my g-string and licked my pussy.
"i have to spend some time at my dad's girlfriends house cos she wants her sons to get to know me cos theyre lookin to get married init- so ill be stayin there for a few weeks, but ill still be in college."
i nodded as she kissed me.
she said, "when was the last time u fucked, like got a dick in you."
i wanted to tell her about ryan and fumez but she'd hate me and then i couldnt tell her about corey cos i was supposed to be with her WHEN she was getting raped by ryan and fumez, so i said, "cant remember" and then to change the subject i said, "i dont even care about my dad- i dont need him- he doesnt have to worry about avoidin me anymore."
"good girl," she said then she kissed me.
my phone rang.
"hello,".
"deena its your grandma- where are you?".
"im at my friends grandma."
"deena please come and see me tommorow ok- i know what happened between u and ur mudda- come and see me."
"ok- ill come after college- love you."
"love you."
i put the phone down.
natalie kissed me and said, "im getting dick tommorow- so u need to get some too- call up a link."
i smiled and said, "its cool."
then she kissed my neck.
as she ate my pussy- all i could think of was ryan.
I woke up at 6 and left Natalie asleep. I walked to my house, had a shower, got dresed and went to college.
I finished at 12:15 and called ryan to link up.
he picked me up rom bow station and took me back to fumez yard.
i was so horny.
"he's got a chick there, so u wont be the only one there," ryan said as we were in the lift.
ryan unlocked the door.
the house stank of dro as usual and we walked into the front room.
fumez was getting head and then the giver of the head looked up.
"Oh ma gosh- Deena!".
It was Sorcha- with Fumez cum all over her bright pink lipgloss.
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