"Sandra?".
"Good evening Deena."
She let herself in.
I shut the door.
"What do you want?", I asked.
She slapped me, i fell onto the floor.
"You tried to have Natalie stabbed," she said, "You stupid girl- after all you've done to her- you tried to have her stabbed."
I got up and was about to fight back but i looked at her and knew i would lose.
"I dont know what you're talking about," I said.
"You had that boy who calls himself Fumez try and stab Natalie- but now he's the one in A&E, NOT Natalie," she said.
"What?".
"Natalie wasnt alone when your hoodlum friend tried to stab her- she was with my friend Mark who beat that idiot senseless- now that idiot is being questioned by the police."
I didnt say anything and then i said, "get out."
"Natalie gave me your adress- your grandmas house yes?", she said.
I told her to get out and then she said, "I've come to give you a personal warning Deena- I have dealt with girls like you in the past- I've had girls like you fight in my house and break everything- I've come home from holidays to find out that a man was killed in my house after he and a girl just like you tried to kill my twins- I may look like a soft touch but believe me- I will go to jail for a bitch- you understand, so let me catch you trying any shit like that again and believe me, I will destroy you Deena- I will make sure you never find any peace in this world again."
Then she looked at me up and down and said, "Natalie always said you were beautiful- but from where I've standing you're nothing but a walking STI." Then she left.
I fell on the floor and started crying. My phone rang.
I ran to it.
"Deena- it's me, I'm coming to your nans house- Ryan just called and wants us to meet us both there,"Sorcha said.
"Ok ok- call me when your outside." I said.
I put the phone down and felt bare sick. I should have punched Sandra for talking to me like that. ME AND SORCHA DID HER A FAVOUR. She would have married natalies dad not knowing he was fucking us. I kissed my teeth and thought about fumez- that mark bre had fucked him up. I didnt want to lauf cos fumez had saved my life but i had to lauf a bit, at least natalie was safe.
I walked into kitchen and made myself a bacon sandwich and put on television x and was watching the preview- i started fingerng myself with my left hand whilst i ate my bacon sandwich with my right, then the door bell rang. I put off the tv and answered it.
Ryan hugged me- he had been crying.
I helped him into the front room and he sat on the couch.
"One of Natalie's boys fucked Fumez up- he's in intensive care," Ryan said bawlin, "When i catch whoever did it, Im gonna fuck dem up."
"what about the police?", deena sed.
"They're gonna arrest fumez for attempted murder deena- they dont even care that my man is unconcious."
"Unconcious?".
"Deena- I went to Fumez yard to hide his shit- then i went to the station cos i wanted to see what was happenin and when i got there I saw Natalie with some black woman and then i jus dussed cos i knew sumthin was wrong and den i saw them taking fumez into the hospital, i walked in and they told the police were waiitng for him to wake up before they questioned him- deena we're pissed."
"why are we pissed- hes the one who tried to stab her- you're the one who asked him to do it - not me."
"It dont matter- you asked me to do it."
"I never!", i sed, "what the fuck? you're chatting shit ryan, when did i ask for this."
He walked over to me and hugged me, "we're gonna be ok,"
I pulled away, "Ryan you need to go."
"What?".
"Ryan- you're saying I asked for Natalie to get shanked up- when you know that's a lie- yeah she set me up but i would have never- nah nah- i would never have asked for that, ryan u need to go."
"Deena- me and my man saved u from getting fucked up tonite- dont forget that yeah."
"Ryan- i know- but ur chatting a whole lot of shit now- you know i never asked for natalie to get shanked, thats on you."
He looked at me and sed, "Alrite- alrite- I'll go- but there's no way mans gonna let Fumez go down for this shit cos of u- he did it for you- deena- if he gets in shit for this- if i get in shit for this- i'm gonna... nah nah fuck that ur my girl- fuck the threats- deena, when we saved ur life- u owe us."
"I didnt ask for this ryan- u need to stop sayin that."
"Who are the feds gonna believe- she tried to set u up and in the same night one of YOUR friends tries to shank up her pussy- thats a motive right there."
"Ud really do that- ud lie about me?", i sed.
"I dont want to- but fumez is my boy yeah- he did it for you and ur tryna seperate urself from us- if i get in shit for this or he does- so do you?".
"What if i told the police that you raped her- that you fucked me up and that i lied to the hospital when i told them i was fucked up by some chicks to protect u- maybe the feds might think ur motive for shanking natalie is to keep her quiet after u raped her, how does that sound ryan?"
He looked at me and grabbed my neck, "im gonna go now deena- cos i dont wanna do to you what jesse and faisani were going to- so i'm gonna go and see ma boy, and sort this shit out." He let go of my neck as the door bell rang.
He went to answer it. den he and sorcha walked into the front room.
"what happend," sorcha sed.
"fumez tried to shank natalie but one of her boys fucked him up- hes in A&E."
"Oh shit- which one of her boys?".
"I dnt knw," ryan said.
I looked away.
"Im going to the hospital now."
"To see him?", sorcha asked, "they wont let u see him if hes a suspect- if he wakes up and its just u and him in the room u could make up an alibi- the feds wont let u see him- I'll go to the station and pretend to be Natalies friend to ask if shes ok to see what they tell me, ryan i beg u drop me off there."
"Cool," he said.
"Ill call u 2mrw dee," she sed.
I nodded. Ryan kissed my cheek before they both left.
I went to bed and woke up.
Grandma was at the edge of the bed looking at me.
"Deena- what happened."
I told her that me and ryan did it, and dat i got pregnant and then some girls fucked me up so i lost the baby.
"And college?", she said, "they kick you out, why?".
"Low attendance- but its ok- im gonna look for a job- where's Uncle Jason?".
Me and her were sitting in the garden talkin- i was pretendin not to be woried about being thrown out college and the fumez situation.
"He's out looking for a job- deena- theres something u need to know," she said bare worried.
"what is it grandma- im safe- the doctors said im ok now," i sed.
"its not about that," she said, "deena- i can't afford to pay the mortgage and the bank have written to me saying that if i dont pay- they're going to repossess the house."
I was so shocked,"what?".
"Deena- I moved into this house with your grandfather when i was 40 years old, 20 years ago, and we took out a loan to pay for the house, and when he died a year later, i worked extra hours at work to pay for the place because i didnt want to leave it and then i fought with his raated family over his money because he didnt leave a will and finally got some money out of it and i was using that money to pay off the mortgage- and then i had to retire last year because of my bad leg, and because I didnt set up a pension plan- i have little money- enough to survive but not enough to pay the rest of the mortgage."
"How much do you owe grandma?", i asked.
"45,000- thats a rich mans yearly salary deena- and im not a man and im not rich and i dont have a salary- i asked your mother and uncle paul for money and they so selfish they say they have none- and so deena- if you're going to live here- you need to get a job and pay rent like Jason is doing, and I will also be renting out the spare room to a stranger."
I nodded, "I'll get a job to help you grandma- I have money in my account- let me help u," .
I walked to the laptop and logged onto my online bankin. my dad had sent £1,2000. shit i only asked for 600 a month.
"Grandma- I have 600 that i can give u now," i said- i wasnt about to give her 1,200 when i had make up to buy.
"Thankyou deena- whats your acount number and sort code."
she gave it to me and i sent her 500 cos 600 was too much.
"And about a job?", she asked.
"Ill find one," i said.
"Deena why didnt u tell me u were pregnant," she said.
"I was scared ud be angry,"
"Yes- I would have slapped u but then we would have worked it out- anyway its a blessing that you lost it- how could we afford a baby with this mortgage to pay."
I was so shocked.
"Ur mother is coming to see you later- to make amends- I'm going to go and see Ethel ok."
"Grandma- u just got back," i said, "i wanted to spend the day with you."
"oH I promised ethel id go and see her." Then she got up, got changed and left.
I started to have a panic attack about fumez and natalie and then ryan called.
"Hello,"
"U good wifey?".
"Yeah yeah- im good- whats going on with fumez."
Then he laughed.
"My mans run away- he escaped from the hospital."
"What- ryan thats not funny."
"It is- cos its good for us- it makes him look more guilty."
"Swear thats your boy tho- yeah true i dont wana be involved but u were saying last night that u didnt want him to get arrested for it."
"I didnt- but every man for his own innit, hes run away and so now the feds are gonna want him even more."
"what if natalie says it was me and u as well- what are we gonna do."
"Then we jus deny being involved- what proof do theyhave that we knew about it- listen i need to take a shit- so ill call u back."
"bye."
I went back to thinkin about the money my dad sent- he had sent double of it- tru say he better pay that every month or else my mouth will start running. I started laughin- i had P! I put on BANG RADIO and started whinin down in the livin room when Little DEE came on.
Then my fone rang. witheld number.
"Hello, whose this."
"Is this deena?".
"Yeah it is- whose this."
"Rochelle- my names Rochelle."
Wednesday, 10 March 2010
Saturday, 6 March 2010
DEENA SKET CHAPTER 24
I started cryin.
"Deena I need to go- I need to go to his yard and hide his shit- he has charlie and coke in his drum," ryan sed jumpin up.
"ryan why did u ask him to shank her," i cried.
"deena she set u up-", he put on his clothes.
"deena if the feds- deena if the feds come here dont say shit- u need to say i was wiv u the whole night," he sed, "ill get someone to text u if anythin."
he walked out of the door.
I started cryin.
I didnt know what to do- like i was bare lost, confused.
i called sorcha.
"im fuckin- call me later," she sed.
"sorcha- its important- fumez shanked natalie."
i heard her say oh shit and then i heard her tell the guy she was fuckin to come back later.
"what happend."
"someone just text ryan and sed fumez got arrested for shankin her,"
"oh shit- where r u now."
"at my nans house- i ws with ryan but hes gone to fumez yard hide his shit."
she didnt say anything and then she sed, "Call me when u find anything out yh and dont call anybody else or say shit to anybody else."
I said kl and den i put the fone down.
How the fck had it come to this.
if i hadnt had linked ryan and fumez and their boys after what they did to natalie, none of us dis would be happening, i shldnt have fucked her dad. she was my girl, and i had fucked it up.
what if she was dead.
i wanted to talk to her.
I wanted to chat to her and tell her i was sorry- dat we cld forget about everythin,then my fone rang, it was a text.
Hubby:
delete me and fumez numbers
I deleted their numbers and jus lay in bed thinkin and cryin a bit.
I needed to do sumthin- but i if i did anythin it could bait out fumez.
I 1471d my number and then called Natalie's fone.
"Hello."
I put the phone down.
It was a guys voice- it was proper deep.
I had to find out what was going on.
I got out of bed, logged onto my laptop and went on facebook.
I went on Natalie's profile and her status message was "80% of London Man Have Had Your Pussy- you dumb sket-" she wrote that like an hour after she left me with jesse and faisani and then 134 people from college were like "we heard about what she did- fuckin hoe" and shit like that.
I logged off and cried.
i didnt want any of this.
what if she was dead now- all cos of me.
My pussy was still wet from ryans hot wock.
Natalie-all this shit for nuthin.
The door bell rang.
I walked down to the door slowly and opened it.
"Deena."
"Sandra?"
"Deena I need to go- I need to go to his yard and hide his shit- he has charlie and coke in his drum," ryan sed jumpin up.
"ryan why did u ask him to shank her," i cried.
"deena she set u up-", he put on his clothes.
"deena if the feds- deena if the feds come here dont say shit- u need to say i was wiv u the whole night," he sed, "ill get someone to text u if anythin."
he walked out of the door.
I started cryin.
I didnt know what to do- like i was bare lost, confused.
i called sorcha.
"im fuckin- call me later," she sed.
"sorcha- its important- fumez shanked natalie."
i heard her say oh shit and then i heard her tell the guy she was fuckin to come back later.
"what happend."
"someone just text ryan and sed fumez got arrested for shankin her,"
"oh shit- where r u now."
"at my nans house- i ws with ryan but hes gone to fumez yard hide his shit."
she didnt say anything and then she sed, "Call me when u find anything out yh and dont call anybody else or say shit to anybody else."
I said kl and den i put the fone down.
How the fck had it come to this.
if i hadnt had linked ryan and fumez and their boys after what they did to natalie, none of us dis would be happening, i shldnt have fucked her dad. she was my girl, and i had fucked it up.
what if she was dead.
i wanted to talk to her.
I wanted to chat to her and tell her i was sorry- dat we cld forget about everythin,then my fone rang, it was a text.
Hubby:
delete me and fumez numbers
I deleted their numbers and jus lay in bed thinkin and cryin a bit.
I needed to do sumthin- but i if i did anythin it could bait out fumez.
I 1471d my number and then called Natalie's fone.
"Hello."
I put the phone down.
It was a guys voice- it was proper deep.
I had to find out what was going on.
I got out of bed, logged onto my laptop and went on facebook.
I went on Natalie's profile and her status message was "80% of London Man Have Had Your Pussy- you dumb sket-" she wrote that like an hour after she left me with jesse and faisani and then 134 people from college were like "we heard about what she did- fuckin hoe" and shit like that.
I logged off and cried.
i didnt want any of this.
what if she was dead now- all cos of me.
My pussy was still wet from ryans hot wock.
Natalie-all this shit for nuthin.
The door bell rang.
I walked down to the door slowly and opened it.
"Deena."
"Sandra?"
Thursday, 4 March 2010
DEENA SKET CHAPTER 23
"What was dat bruv- im a batz?", Ryan said.
I started cryin.
I looked at Faisani- he was shakin like crazy, den i saw him piss himself.
"Oh shit man!", Fumez laufed, "my mans getting wet for u Ryan- man pissed himself at the sound of ur voice,"
All of Ryan's man started laufin.
"Jesse bruv- im dissapointed in u man- me and u used to play football together- now you're attacking my chick," Fumez sed.
"Deena come here," Ryan sed.
I got up slowly and walked past jesse and faze and walked next to ryan. he puthis arms and around me and kissed me.
"Deena- deena is my girl- so when you fuck with her guess what you're fucking with me- what should us man do them," ryan sed.
All of them started laufin, faze got on his knees and started beggin. jesse gave him a dirty look.
"Get on your knees jesse," ryan sed.
"bruv- i aint doin that- man aint no pussy out ere," jesse sed.
"bruv," ryan sed, "ill shove this strap so down ur throat- there'll be bullets in your shit- get on your fuckin knees."
jesse got on his knees.
"u sed i was a batz innit," ryan sed, "ur right- man is sometimes partial to cock, so i want u two to lips- im gonna film u doing it and when you do you're gonna act like u love it- ur not gonna say shit- ur just gonna lips- if any of you stops itll be two shots in your chest."
faze started cryin, jesse stood up and sed, "man aint on dat- so just shoot me."
fumez looked at ryan and they all started laufin, ryan held me by waist so tightly.
"deena- u ok?", fumez sed.
i nodded.
"get on your knees jesse,"
jesse slowly got on his knees.
"kiss da boy!", one of ryans boys sed in a jamaican accent
fumez took out his video phone.
some old lady walked past and sed, "leave them alone or ill call the police!",
ryan said, "go suck on somethin!."
then she walked away bare fast.
"kiss him," fumez whispered.
jesse looked at faze and sed, "nah- im not doin it."
ryan looked at fumez.
"Damon i beg you take deena into the car," he sed.
"why," i sed.
"its kl," fumez sed.
one of the bres gently took my arm and walked me thru the park and we got into some black renault.
i sat at the back as he sat in the passenger seat.
i just sat in the seat and cried- i dont even know what jesse and faze were gonna do to me- the worst fing was dat faze looked so much like dad and it hurt so much.
damon looked at me and sed, "dont cry deena- ur safe now yeah."
i looked up at him, his eyes were so dead and red- like he smoked too much weed.
i nodded.
we sat in the car for an hour and then all of them man rushed into the car.
ryan got in the drivers seat.
"ryan hurry up man."
ryan sped off.
"what did u do to them?", i asked.
"theyre never gonna bother u agen yeah," fumez sed putting his arm around me.
ryan dropped all of his boys home and then dropped fumez in, when fumez got out of the car he sed to me, "ur good now yeah- ur safe- noones ever gonna harm u agen yeah."
i thanked him, he got out the car, ryan rolled down his windows- fumez whispered sumthing in his ear, ryan nodded and then fumez left.
"come sit next to me," ryan sed.
i got out of the car and sat next to him.
he drove.
"u wanna go to my house or urs,"
"we cant go to mine but we can go to my nans."
"gimme directions."
when we got there, ryan opened the door for me.
we walked to the door and i unlocked it. we both walked inside and ryan locked the door behind him.
"babes- im sorry," he sed. "i never shldve hit u deena."
i kissed him.
"i need to get in the shower- there's some food in the fridge."
i walked up- got naked and got in the shower. as i was in the shower, i fell to my knees and thanked God for keeping me safe and for ryan for saving me.
i looked at my hair in the mirror- it was growin back fast, and i jus started cryin.
my face was still bruised.
i had had a miscariage.
because of ryan.
but he loved me.
he saved me.
i dried myself. walked into my room and got some clothes on, some nice frsh clothes. i missed grandma so much
she would get bare pissed off when she found out that college had kicked me out- and angry that i lied to her about not being pregnant but i..
the phone was ringin.
i ran down and saw ryan sittin on the couch watching some documentary. i answered it.
"hi grandma....tommorow... ok yeah... im ok- erm..im here alone... i didnt know if my friend was allowed to stay..... yeah im safe..... ur coming with mum..... ok..... yes grandma...granmda ive been thrown out of college.....ok...when u come back....thanku granmda- grandma i love u so much.... i love u," i started cryin, "yes grandma...they sed im safe- it didnt hurt me.. i was jus bleedin alot... ok.. ok..when u get back... tell mum i love her... ok bye."
I put the phone down and wiped my eyes.
"thanku ryan."
he looked at me and isaw a tear run down his eyes, "it was me innit- i killed the yout- i killed our yout."
i didnt say anythin. he walked up to me and hugged me so much.
"deena im sorry."
"how did u know wherei was today,"
"Jesses boy told me what he was plannin- dat natalie was gonna set u up in edgware- so we came- cos i love u."
I kissed him.
he touched my bruises with the back of his big strong hand, then he rang his fingers across my mouth.
"fuck me ryan."
he picked me up and led me up to the bedroom.
he put me down gently on it and put the lights off, i put on the bedside lamp.
he took off his clothes. his body was so fit, he stood ove rme on the bed and looked down on me, i put my fingers in my pussy and i took them out, it was so wet.
my tits were so big.
icould tell how sexy my body was.
my nipples were so erect.
then i looked up at ryans dick.
i wanted it my mouth
ryan could tell,
he lay on the bed and pushed my head onto stomach.
he lay there as i wrapped my lips around my mans dick.
i licked the tip and then let that dick slide down my tongue and then i felt it tickling my throat.
he stroked my neck.
i took my mouth off his dick and then sat on his dick.
i gasped.oh shit- his cock in me!
i felt his dick all in me- so thick and big in my wet cooch.
i started to ride it, my backoff grindin on him, my hands on his neck, i cld feel all the nerves in his dick touchin all the nerves in my sweet pussy.
"ur pussys the best deena," he sighed. he flung his head back and grabbed my waist and started bangin me up and down.
i started screamin.
"RYAN RYAN RYAN RYAN RYAN RYAN RYAN RYAN RYAN RYAN RYAN RYAN RYAN RYAN RYAN RYAN RYAN RYAN FUCK ME RYAN- GIMME DAT COCKY RYAN."
Ryans fuck face was so hot, he was bitin his lip, sweatin, he grabbed my tits, i started to get light headed and then my eyes rolled to the back of my head and i felt like i was high.
i started seein only white- the dick was sendin me into space.
"whos ur boss man deena," i cld hear him say. "deena whose ur boss man- tell me im your boss man."
"your my boss man ryan," i whispered with my eyes in my head, "ur my boss man- u own me, u own my pussy."
FUCK!
i came all over his dick. i fell back and started shakin and convulsin as i squirted all over the room. ryan got on top of me and started fuckin me.
i squirted.
i screamed.
if there was a word for how i was feelin- i would say it. my heart was beatin so fast.
his dick was fillin my pussy as i was squirtin and it made it feel better, my legs wrapped around his waist as he fucked, we fell off the bed and he kept on fuckin me on the floor.
"OH SHIT DEENA"
I felt him cum in me and then he pulled out and started walkin around the room bare dizzy.
cum was still running out his dick.
"deena- whats ur pussy made out of it," he laufed, thenhe licked the cum off of my pussy.
we lay in the bed.
"i love u deena,"
my head was on his chest.
"deena- i wanna change and shit- like i wanna be- i wanna be different," he sed.
"how do u mean," i asked.
"u see them man like on that show 90210- i wanna be like dem innit."
"i like u how u r," i sed.
"deena- i almost killed u- dats a bitch move for anyone to pull- i killed our yout,"
"shoosh about that," i sed, "ur here with me now."
he kissed me and then stroked my pussy.
"fumez and dem man are never gonna fck u agen- ive spoken to dem and ur my chick now- ur off limits to dem yeah."
i nodded.
"i wanna get into college and go uni," he sed, "i wanna come to ur college with u next year."
"i got thrown out," i sed, "ryan u saved my life."
"ur my girl- thats my job-" he sed, "u got thrown out of college."
"i had 25% attendance."
"so what r u gonna do- what did ur nan say."
"she sed it doesnt matter as long as im ok and dat we'll sort it out when shegets back tomorw night- i mite need to get a job."
and den i thrt about the 600 my dad had promised to pay me a month- "or i must just work and start at a new college this september- we can go togehter- or u can do a diploma, like in that kano advert."
ryan laufed, "some any gas video- my man was goin on like he could even afford to have so many staff on one video- oi, do u thnk i look like griminal."
i nodded.
"some chick told me that today."
i kised him.
then his phone rang.
it was a text, he looked at it and jumped up.
"whats wrong," i sed.
"its fumez," he sed, "mans been arrested."
"for what- for what,"
"I asked him to shank Natalie for you- and he did."
I started cryin.
I looked at Faisani- he was shakin like crazy, den i saw him piss himself.
"Oh shit man!", Fumez laufed, "my mans getting wet for u Ryan- man pissed himself at the sound of ur voice,"
All of Ryan's man started laufin.
"Jesse bruv- im dissapointed in u man- me and u used to play football together- now you're attacking my chick," Fumez sed.
"Deena come here," Ryan sed.
I got up slowly and walked past jesse and faze and walked next to ryan. he puthis arms and around me and kissed me.
"Deena- deena is my girl- so when you fuck with her guess what you're fucking with me- what should us man do them," ryan sed.
All of them started laufin, faze got on his knees and started beggin. jesse gave him a dirty look.
"Get on your knees jesse," ryan sed.
"bruv- i aint doin that- man aint no pussy out ere," jesse sed.
"bruv," ryan sed, "ill shove this strap so down ur throat- there'll be bullets in your shit- get on your fuckin knees."
jesse got on his knees.
"u sed i was a batz innit," ryan sed, "ur right- man is sometimes partial to cock, so i want u two to lips- im gonna film u doing it and when you do you're gonna act like u love it- ur not gonna say shit- ur just gonna lips- if any of you stops itll be two shots in your chest."
faze started cryin, jesse stood up and sed, "man aint on dat- so just shoot me."
fumez looked at ryan and they all started laufin, ryan held me by waist so tightly.
"deena- u ok?", fumez sed.
i nodded.
"get on your knees jesse,"
jesse slowly got on his knees.
"kiss da boy!", one of ryans boys sed in a jamaican accent
fumez took out his video phone.
some old lady walked past and sed, "leave them alone or ill call the police!",
ryan said, "go suck on somethin!."
then she walked away bare fast.
"kiss him," fumez whispered.
jesse looked at faze and sed, "nah- im not doin it."
ryan looked at fumez.
"Damon i beg you take deena into the car," he sed.
"why," i sed.
"its kl," fumez sed.
one of the bres gently took my arm and walked me thru the park and we got into some black renault.
i sat at the back as he sat in the passenger seat.
i just sat in the seat and cried- i dont even know what jesse and faze were gonna do to me- the worst fing was dat faze looked so much like dad and it hurt so much.
damon looked at me and sed, "dont cry deena- ur safe now yeah."
i looked up at him, his eyes were so dead and red- like he smoked too much weed.
i nodded.
we sat in the car for an hour and then all of them man rushed into the car.
ryan got in the drivers seat.
"ryan hurry up man."
ryan sped off.
"what did u do to them?", i asked.
"theyre never gonna bother u agen yeah," fumez sed putting his arm around me.
ryan dropped all of his boys home and then dropped fumez in, when fumez got out of the car he sed to me, "ur good now yeah- ur safe- noones ever gonna harm u agen yeah."
i thanked him, he got out the car, ryan rolled down his windows- fumez whispered sumthing in his ear, ryan nodded and then fumez left.
"come sit next to me," ryan sed.
i got out of the car and sat next to him.
he drove.
"u wanna go to my house or urs,"
"we cant go to mine but we can go to my nans."
"gimme directions."
when we got there, ryan opened the door for me.
we walked to the door and i unlocked it. we both walked inside and ryan locked the door behind him.
"babes- im sorry," he sed. "i never shldve hit u deena."
i kissed him.
"i need to get in the shower- there's some food in the fridge."
i walked up- got naked and got in the shower. as i was in the shower, i fell to my knees and thanked God for keeping me safe and for ryan for saving me.
i looked at my hair in the mirror- it was growin back fast, and i jus started cryin.
my face was still bruised.
i had had a miscariage.
because of ryan.
but he loved me.
he saved me.
i dried myself. walked into my room and got some clothes on, some nice frsh clothes. i missed grandma so much
she would get bare pissed off when she found out that college had kicked me out- and angry that i lied to her about not being pregnant but i..
the phone was ringin.
i ran down and saw ryan sittin on the couch watching some documentary. i answered it.
"hi grandma....tommorow... ok yeah... im ok- erm..im here alone... i didnt know if my friend was allowed to stay..... yeah im safe..... ur coming with mum..... ok..... yes grandma...granmda ive been thrown out of college.....ok...when u come back....thanku granmda- grandma i love u so much.... i love u," i started cryin, "yes grandma...they sed im safe- it didnt hurt me.. i was jus bleedin alot... ok.. ok..when u get back... tell mum i love her... ok bye."
I put the phone down and wiped my eyes.
"thanku ryan."
he looked at me and isaw a tear run down his eyes, "it was me innit- i killed the yout- i killed our yout."
i didnt say anythin. he walked up to me and hugged me so much.
"deena im sorry."
"how did u know wherei was today,"
"Jesses boy told me what he was plannin- dat natalie was gonna set u up in edgware- so we came- cos i love u."
I kissed him.
he touched my bruises with the back of his big strong hand, then he rang his fingers across my mouth.
"fuck me ryan."
he picked me up and led me up to the bedroom.
he put me down gently on it and put the lights off, i put on the bedside lamp.
he took off his clothes. his body was so fit, he stood ove rme on the bed and looked down on me, i put my fingers in my pussy and i took them out, it was so wet.
my tits were so big.
icould tell how sexy my body was.
my nipples were so erect.
then i looked up at ryans dick.
i wanted it my mouth
ryan could tell,
he lay on the bed and pushed my head onto stomach.
he lay there as i wrapped my lips around my mans dick.
i licked the tip and then let that dick slide down my tongue and then i felt it tickling my throat.
he stroked my neck.
i took my mouth off his dick and then sat on his dick.
i gasped.oh shit- his cock in me!
i felt his dick all in me- so thick and big in my wet cooch.
i started to ride it, my backoff grindin on him, my hands on his neck, i cld feel all the nerves in his dick touchin all the nerves in my sweet pussy.
"ur pussys the best deena," he sighed. he flung his head back and grabbed my waist and started bangin me up and down.
i started screamin.
"RYAN RYAN RYAN RYAN RYAN RYAN RYAN RYAN RYAN RYAN RYAN RYAN RYAN RYAN RYAN RYAN RYAN RYAN FUCK ME RYAN- GIMME DAT COCKY RYAN."
Ryans fuck face was so hot, he was bitin his lip, sweatin, he grabbed my tits, i started to get light headed and then my eyes rolled to the back of my head and i felt like i was high.
i started seein only white- the dick was sendin me into space.
"whos ur boss man deena," i cld hear him say. "deena whose ur boss man- tell me im your boss man."
"your my boss man ryan," i whispered with my eyes in my head, "ur my boss man- u own me, u own my pussy."
FUCK!
i came all over his dick. i fell back and started shakin and convulsin as i squirted all over the room. ryan got on top of me and started fuckin me.
i squirted.
i screamed.
if there was a word for how i was feelin- i would say it. my heart was beatin so fast.
his dick was fillin my pussy as i was squirtin and it made it feel better, my legs wrapped around his waist as he fucked, we fell off the bed and he kept on fuckin me on the floor.
"OH SHIT DEENA"
I felt him cum in me and then he pulled out and started walkin around the room bare dizzy.
cum was still running out his dick.
"deena- whats ur pussy made out of it," he laufed, thenhe licked the cum off of my pussy.
we lay in the bed.
"i love u deena,"
my head was on his chest.
"deena- i wanna change and shit- like i wanna be- i wanna be different," he sed.
"how do u mean," i asked.
"u see them man like on that show 90210- i wanna be like dem innit."
"i like u how u r," i sed.
"deena- i almost killed u- dats a bitch move for anyone to pull- i killed our yout,"
"shoosh about that," i sed, "ur here with me now."
he kissed me and then stroked my pussy.
"fumez and dem man are never gonna fck u agen- ive spoken to dem and ur my chick now- ur off limits to dem yeah."
i nodded.
"i wanna get into college and go uni," he sed, "i wanna come to ur college with u next year."
"i got thrown out," i sed, "ryan u saved my life."
"ur my girl- thats my job-" he sed, "u got thrown out of college."
"i had 25% attendance."
"so what r u gonna do- what did ur nan say."
"she sed it doesnt matter as long as im ok and dat we'll sort it out when shegets back tomorw night- i mite need to get a job."
and den i thrt about the 600 my dad had promised to pay me a month- "or i must just work and start at a new college this september- we can go togehter- or u can do a diploma, like in that kano advert."
ryan laufed, "some any gas video- my man was goin on like he could even afford to have so many staff on one video- oi, do u thnk i look like griminal."
i nodded.
"some chick told me that today."
i kised him.
then his phone rang.
it was a text, he looked at it and jumped up.
"whats wrong," i sed.
"its fumez," he sed, "mans been arrested."
"for what- for what,"
"I asked him to shank Natalie for you- and he did."
Tuesday, 2 March 2010
DEENA SKET- DADDY DEAREST PART 2
He looked me in the face.
"Daddy its me."
I shut the door.
"You need to leave," he said.
"Im not going until we talk," i sed.
"Did you arrange this- did you set this up- I told Faisani to tell u-"
"Faisani and his friends raped me- because they knew i was desperate to see you- if you kick me out- Ill scream and shout everythin- about u and my mum- u think anyond respect u," i sed.
He stood up and started pacin the room- bare nervous.
"lock the door," he sed.
I locked it.
i sat down and he sat down on his chair and he looked at me.
"how much do u want" he asked.
I started cryin, "i didnt come for money- i came for you."
"im married- i have kids- a wife- a family," he said whispern in an angry tone.
"You named me- and u left," i sed, "and went back to ur family- i nevr saw any of the money u sent- my mum kept it to herself."
he said whore in arabic and i understood it cos some guy had sed it to me once. i slapped him.
"ur mother was a whore deena- i didnt know she was pregnant with you until you were born- she told me that if i didnt name you she would tell everyone- she used to work in this GP as my receptionist- deena please- just go- how much do you want?".
"You're a hyprocrit- how would ur wife feel if she found out about me- i look just like you- shed believe me straight away." i sed.
"please go- ill refer you to another gp," he said sweatin bare hard.
"im not going anywhere," i sed holdin back the tears, "until u call me ur daughter."
"you were a mistake!".
i didnt say anythin and felt a lump in my throat and then i sed, "your wife's face is going to look so good when she finds out." I got up and then he pulled me down,.
"im sorry," he sed, "listen- listen- whats your account number."
"daddy i dont want-"
"dont call me that deena- im not your father."
"you are akbar- you're my dad- you're in my blood."
he got up and started sweatin.
"for all i know you might not even be my daughter," he said, "your mother was a whore, there could have been a number of men."
he had a strong iranian accent and looked slimmer in person.
"dad- im yours- im your daughter."
"deena- go."
"im not leavin- until u call me ur daughter."
he looked at me and sed, "my daughter."
"no," i sed, "im YOUR daughter- say it- say your my daughter."
he said somethin in arabic and then he said, "you're my daughter."
i started crying.
"deena you hav to go."
he tried to rush me out. "600 a month," i sed.
"what,"
"i want 600 a month in my account and if you dont- I'll come back here and make a scene and let everyone know that faisani raped me and that you're my dad- i'll destroy you daddy- ill fuckin ruin you."
he slapped my face.
my cheeks hurt so much.
"i wont be blackmailed by a mullato whore like you."
i stood up and flemmed in his face and then i wrote down my account number. he grabed hold of my neck and went to punch me and den i said, "punch me and ill fal on the floor and scream rape- go to your computer and send me 600 pounds."
he let go of my neck and went behind his computer.
"every month," i sed, "thats nuthin compared to everythin ive been thru."
he was steamin as i watched him transfer the money.
"make sure u dont lose my account number daddy- or i go the police about faisani and go to your family about you."
then i left the gp.
I waited until i got to some alley and started bawlin, i fell on the flor and started bawlin so hard. people walked past and didnt say anythn, then i got a text.
NATALIE:
Deena it's me- i need to talk to you- I know Sorcha's chattin shit about u and my dad and about u and ryan and fumez- meet me at edgware station in two hours, i work near there, we need to talk with nobody there but us, me and u have been girls from day innit and we need to talk.
Natz
xxxx
I stood up and dried my eyes- natalie wanted to talk to me, we were gonna shit out- if she frt sorcha was lyin tings would work out- i wanted to fuck hangin round sorcha anyway- me and natalie could sort this out.
it was getting dark and cold, i fixed up my headscarf and walked into mcdonalds and ate, then i got on the train to kings cross then i changed to go edgware.
by the time i got there it was so fuckin dark but it was rush hour.
i walked out of the station and saw natalie there, she ran and hugged me.
"im so glad u culd come," she sed, "lets go to some cafe i know ok,"
i nodded and sed, "thanku."
we were walkin and walkin and didnt say a word- and den i recognised the area- we were near faisanis yard.
"wheres this cafe," i asked her.
we were in some park now.
"the cafe's close," she sed.
"but im open for business,".
i turned and saw faisani and jesse walkin towards us.
i turned to natalie.
"u bitch!," i shouted, "u set me up- u fuckin set me up."
she walked over to them and sed, "do smethin about it- fuckin do somethin about it."
I tried to run but jesse pulled out a strap from his pocket.
"come ere," he said, he was limpin- i fink from when i shanked him.
i got on my knees and started beggin them not to hurt me.
"come we take her to ur yard- faisani- to do to her what we were gonna do- natalie- u wanna watch?"
Natalie sed, "im goin- have fun with the sket."
then she walked out of the park.
some couple walked past and turned their heads when they saw jesse slap me.
"ur gonna get fucked up so diferently," faisani sed, "shankin us and thinkin u were gonna get away with it."
it was bare dark- the sky was grey and it was startin to rain.
they picked me up and dragged me into some next dark secluded corner of the park.
"suck my dick,"jesse sed, "if i feel ur teeth- ill stick this strap in ur pussy."
"where's ryan now- huh?", faisani sed, "tru say i heard he was bats," he and jesse laughed.
"is it bruv?"
i looked up.
Ryan, Fumez and three other man were standin there, all wiv straps in their hands.
"Daddy its me."
I shut the door.
"You need to leave," he said.
"Im not going until we talk," i sed.
"Did you arrange this- did you set this up- I told Faisani to tell u-"
"Faisani and his friends raped me- because they knew i was desperate to see you- if you kick me out- Ill scream and shout everythin- about u and my mum- u think anyond respect u," i sed.
He stood up and started pacin the room- bare nervous.
"lock the door," he sed.
I locked it.
i sat down and he sat down on his chair and he looked at me.
"how much do u want" he asked.
I started cryin, "i didnt come for money- i came for you."
"im married- i have kids- a wife- a family," he said whispern in an angry tone.
"You named me- and u left," i sed, "and went back to ur family- i nevr saw any of the money u sent- my mum kept it to herself."
he said whore in arabic and i understood it cos some guy had sed it to me once. i slapped him.
"ur mother was a whore deena- i didnt know she was pregnant with you until you were born- she told me that if i didnt name you she would tell everyone- she used to work in this GP as my receptionist- deena please- just go- how much do you want?".
"You're a hyprocrit- how would ur wife feel if she found out about me- i look just like you- shed believe me straight away." i sed.
"please go- ill refer you to another gp," he said sweatin bare hard.
"im not going anywhere," i sed holdin back the tears, "until u call me ur daughter."
"you were a mistake!".
i didnt say anythin and felt a lump in my throat and then i sed, "your wife's face is going to look so good when she finds out." I got up and then he pulled me down,.
"im sorry," he sed, "listen- listen- whats your account number."
"daddy i dont want-"
"dont call me that deena- im not your father."
"you are akbar- you're my dad- you're in my blood."
he got up and started sweatin.
"for all i know you might not even be my daughter," he said, "your mother was a whore, there could have been a number of men."
he had a strong iranian accent and looked slimmer in person.
"dad- im yours- im your daughter."
"deena- go."
"im not leavin- until u call me ur daughter."
he looked at me and sed, "my daughter."
"no," i sed, "im YOUR daughter- say it- say your my daughter."
he said somethin in arabic and then he said, "you're my daughter."
i started crying.
"deena you hav to go."
he tried to rush me out. "600 a month," i sed.
"what,"
"i want 600 a month in my account and if you dont- I'll come back here and make a scene and let everyone know that faisani raped me and that you're my dad- i'll destroy you daddy- ill fuckin ruin you."
he slapped my face.
my cheeks hurt so much.
"i wont be blackmailed by a mullato whore like you."
i stood up and flemmed in his face and then i wrote down my account number. he grabed hold of my neck and went to punch me and den i said, "punch me and ill fal on the floor and scream rape- go to your computer and send me 600 pounds."
he let go of my neck and went behind his computer.
"every month," i sed, "thats nuthin compared to everythin ive been thru."
he was steamin as i watched him transfer the money.
"make sure u dont lose my account number daddy- or i go the police about faisani and go to your family about you."
then i left the gp.
I waited until i got to some alley and started bawlin, i fell on the flor and started bawlin so hard. people walked past and didnt say anythn, then i got a text.
NATALIE:
Deena it's me- i need to talk to you- I know Sorcha's chattin shit about u and my dad and about u and ryan and fumez- meet me at edgware station in two hours, i work near there, we need to talk with nobody there but us, me and u have been girls from day innit and we need to talk.
Natz
xxxx
I stood up and dried my eyes- natalie wanted to talk to me, we were gonna shit out- if she frt sorcha was lyin tings would work out- i wanted to fuck hangin round sorcha anyway- me and natalie could sort this out.
it was getting dark and cold, i fixed up my headscarf and walked into mcdonalds and ate, then i got on the train to kings cross then i changed to go edgware.
by the time i got there it was so fuckin dark but it was rush hour.
i walked out of the station and saw natalie there, she ran and hugged me.
"im so glad u culd come," she sed, "lets go to some cafe i know ok,"
i nodded and sed, "thanku."
we were walkin and walkin and didnt say a word- and den i recognised the area- we were near faisanis yard.
"wheres this cafe," i asked her.
we were in some park now.
"the cafe's close," she sed.
"but im open for business,".
i turned and saw faisani and jesse walkin towards us.
i turned to natalie.
"u bitch!," i shouted, "u set me up- u fuckin set me up."
she walked over to them and sed, "do smethin about it- fuckin do somethin about it."
I tried to run but jesse pulled out a strap from his pocket.
"come ere," he said, he was limpin- i fink from when i shanked him.
i got on my knees and started beggin them not to hurt me.
"come we take her to ur yard- faisani- to do to her what we were gonna do- natalie- u wanna watch?"
Natalie sed, "im goin- have fun with the sket."
then she walked out of the park.
some couple walked past and turned their heads when they saw jesse slap me.
"ur gonna get fucked up so diferently," faisani sed, "shankin us and thinkin u were gonna get away with it."
it was bare dark- the sky was grey and it was startin to rain.
they picked me up and dragged me into some next dark secluded corner of the park.
"suck my dick,"jesse sed, "if i feel ur teeth- ill stick this strap in ur pussy."
"where's ryan now- huh?", faisani sed, "tru say i heard he was bats," he and jesse laughed.
"is it bruv?"
i looked up.
Ryan, Fumez and three other man were standin there, all wiv straps in their hands.
DEENA SKET- DADDY DEAREST PART 1
Me and sorcha sat in granmdas livin room eatin the mcdonalds dat sorcha bought with my money
i didnt tell her about what the dr told me yet.
"how much did this come to?",i asked her
"15.00," she sed and den ate her burger.
"But this is only two happy meals," i sed.
"Shit got expensive," she sed.
I just sipped my sprite and sed, "sorcha- i have to go to a checkup in a few days, and the drs my dad."
she looked up at me, "oh shit- how do you knw," she sed.
"the dr sed, he said his name- dr akbar zarindast."
"r u gonna go?", she asked.
"I have to," i sed, "i wanna see him." and den i fort of faisal and his boys and den jesse and a tear ran down my eye and then i sed, "do u think i shld tell my nan everythin- about the baby."
I touched the bruises on my face.
"fuck it- dont tell her shit- she'll disown u," sorcha sed.
"she wont," i said, "she's bare cool like dat- as long as im safe shes happy- sorcha- do u think ryan will do this to me agen?".
She looked at my face and den took another bite out of her burger, "it was a one off innit- he wouldnt hurt u again- he loves you."
I looked down.
"You didnt tell the drs that it was him innit," she sed.
I nodded.
"Good- cos den he might actually fuck u up," she sed, "ah man i wish i had taped natalies face when i told her about me and u fuckin her dad, my girl looked like she was goin to explode- and sandra- some any dum bitch,started bawlin and that fuckin little boy- baitin me out like nuthin."
"allow it," i sed, "i dnt wanna talk about it- i need to sort out college, i need to start focusin on everyting- i fucked up my english coursework and its worth 60 percent," i sed.
"fuck college- get a job like me," she sed.
"sorcha- u dnt work." i sed.
"who told u dat," she said, she looked so bangin when she was angry, "who told u i dnt wrk- how do u think i bought these uggs on my feet and the max factor on my skin."
"what do u work as then," i asked.
then she started singing im a hustler and den laughed- den she sed, "ull soon find out- u mite be good enough to do it as well once ur face heals and u grow ur hair back."
then she laufed.
i started bawlin, she looked at me like wtf.
"whats wrong."
"sorcha- my babies dead,"
she hugged me and kissed my cheek and sed, "its cool- its cool- do u want them to refer u to counselling,"
"no," i sed.
"den i beg u stop bawlin deena- it werent no baby anyway- u were like two weeks and anyway u were gonna kill it anyway so whats the problem."
then the phone rang.
i got up and answered it.
"grandma...... yeah yeah im ok......they told u?...granmda when r u coming back.......ok ok.... im here with my friend....no sorcha..... she's my friend.... no natalie is the one..... she's mixraced too..... gramda please come..... ok..." i started cryin and then she read Psalms 27:1 to me. "love u grandma."
i saw sorcha roll her eyes.
"what day is ur appointment- wiv ur dad?", she asked.
"tommorow," i sed, "u gonna come with me?".
"i cant- im linkin some boom ting tommorow- Italian ting."
"how old is he," i asked.
"39," she sed, "his girlfriends gone on holiday so he has the yard to himself."
"how did u meet him?", i asked.
she laufed and sed, "i used to fuck his son."
she started crackin up, "his son's 16, boom ting."
"does he know ur fuckin his dad."
"dont be a fuckin muppet deena- of course not."
"Im thinkin of telling the police that it was ryan- he could have killed me."
"ah shut up deena about dat shit babe- he'll fuck u up if u do," she sed and den started takin off her clothes.
"lets get in the shower together," she sed.
"im not on it," i sed.
i felt bare ugly, i could almost see the bruises that were on my face now that my makeup was off.
"have u got any sexy uncles," she asked.
i shook my head, "i dnt like at my uncles in that way," i sed.
"oh come- everyones got at least one uncle they would consider bangin."
"no- no they dont sorcha," i sed.
she cut her eye at me and sed, "ur goin on dumb deena- ur not the first sket to lose a baby- u need a big dick in ur pum deena- that always make me feel better."
she sat on the floor and started fingerin herself.
"not in my nans house sorcha- get up and get out," i sed.
she stood up and put her clothes on.
"ill bell u tommorow," she sed- den she left.
i closed all the curtains in the house and jus lay in bed, i didnt even cry and jus lay in bed with the duvet over my head.
i remembered the times when me and mum used to sleep at grandmas house on fridays and den on saturdays all three of us would go tesco and raid out the store and then go and see grandmas friend ethel and then come back home and watch Pop Stars The Rivals and den on sundays we'd go church and den have roast and den on sunday nights me and mum woud go back home.
i used to sleep in the same bed i was sleepin in now and i remembered the smell of the hot comb whenever mum tried to straighten out my hair cos it was so hard to manage and frizzy.
i started cryin and thought of ryan holdin me.
then the phone rang.i ran downstairs to get it.
"hello."
"Hello Deena- this is Mr.Hutchinson from college."
"Hello sir."
"Deena is anybody there that i can speak to- I know i've called your grandmothers house."
"No-why?", I asked.
"Deena we're going to call you and your guardian in for a formal meeting but I can let you know that the college has decided not to let you continue on your course because your attendance for the year is under 25% and as you know the rules are that anything under 35% attendance results in an exclusion."
"Sir please."
"Im sorry Deena- we will call you in for a formal meeting to discuss this further- you say nobodys home with you?"
"No," I cried.
"I'll call again during the week- thankyou." Then he put the phone down.
I stopped cryin and sat on the living room and put on the tv and started watching some documentary about cats.
and then i knew what i wanted.
and then at midnight- i went to bed alone.
I woke up at 6 in the morning, bare nervous. I got ready and used concealer on my face. I was gonna meet my dad.
I looked in the mirror and saw my hair was startin to grow back and cos it was startin to look weird with some being shrot and some being long, i got one of grandmas scarves and made head wrap with it, i put on my high waisted jeggins, black airforces, a white t-vest and my blue boyfriend blazer.
I left the house and got the bus to finsbury park.
I found the gp alright, it was easy to see and den i walked in.
"an appointment with dr.zarindast," i sed bare nervous.
the receptionist looked at me bare hard and said, "yes yes- take a seat."
now i thrt about it- i didnt even knw what this appointment was for - i knew it was a checkup but why this particular gp.
then they called my name and sed, "room 1."
I prayed- no lie- i prayed and walked into the room.
He looked at me and then took off is glasses and in disbelief.
"It can't be," he sed.
"Daddy its me- Deena."
i didnt tell her about what the dr told me yet.
"how much did this come to?",i asked her
"15.00," she sed and den ate her burger.
"But this is only two happy meals," i sed.
"Shit got expensive," she sed.
I just sipped my sprite and sed, "sorcha- i have to go to a checkup in a few days, and the drs my dad."
she looked up at me, "oh shit- how do you knw," she sed.
"the dr sed, he said his name- dr akbar zarindast."
"r u gonna go?", she asked.
"I have to," i sed, "i wanna see him." and den i fort of faisal and his boys and den jesse and a tear ran down my eye and then i sed, "do u think i shld tell my nan everythin- about the baby."
I touched the bruises on my face.
"fuck it- dont tell her shit- she'll disown u," sorcha sed.
"she wont," i said, "she's bare cool like dat- as long as im safe shes happy- sorcha- do u think ryan will do this to me agen?".
She looked at my face and den took another bite out of her burger, "it was a one off innit- he wouldnt hurt u again- he loves you."
I looked down.
"You didnt tell the drs that it was him innit," she sed.
I nodded.
"Good- cos den he might actually fuck u up," she sed, "ah man i wish i had taped natalies face when i told her about me and u fuckin her dad, my girl looked like she was goin to explode- and sandra- some any dum bitch,started bawlin and that fuckin little boy- baitin me out like nuthin."
"allow it," i sed, "i dnt wanna talk about it- i need to sort out college, i need to start focusin on everyting- i fucked up my english coursework and its worth 60 percent," i sed.
"fuck college- get a job like me," she sed.
"sorcha- u dnt work." i sed.
"who told u dat," she said, she looked so bangin when she was angry, "who told u i dnt wrk- how do u think i bought these uggs on my feet and the max factor on my skin."
"what do u work as then," i asked.
then she started singing im a hustler and den laughed- den she sed, "ull soon find out- u mite be good enough to do it as well once ur face heals and u grow ur hair back."
then she laufed.
i started bawlin, she looked at me like wtf.
"whats wrong."
"sorcha- my babies dead,"
she hugged me and kissed my cheek and sed, "its cool- its cool- do u want them to refer u to counselling,"
"no," i sed.
"den i beg u stop bawlin deena- it werent no baby anyway- u were like two weeks and anyway u were gonna kill it anyway so whats the problem."
then the phone rang.
i got up and answered it.
"grandma...... yeah yeah im ok......they told u?...granmda when r u coming back.......ok ok.... im here with my friend....no sorcha..... she's my friend.... no natalie is the one..... she's mixraced too..... gramda please come..... ok..." i started cryin and then she read Psalms 27:1 to me. "love u grandma."
i saw sorcha roll her eyes.
"what day is ur appointment- wiv ur dad?", she asked.
"tommorow," i sed, "u gonna come with me?".
"i cant- im linkin some boom ting tommorow- Italian ting."
"how old is he," i asked.
"39," she sed, "his girlfriends gone on holiday so he has the yard to himself."
"how did u meet him?", i asked.
she laufed and sed, "i used to fuck his son."
she started crackin up, "his son's 16, boom ting."
"does he know ur fuckin his dad."
"dont be a fuckin muppet deena- of course not."
"Im thinkin of telling the police that it was ryan- he could have killed me."
"ah shut up deena about dat shit babe- he'll fuck u up if u do," she sed and den started takin off her clothes.
"lets get in the shower together," she sed.
"im not on it," i sed.
i felt bare ugly, i could almost see the bruises that were on my face now that my makeup was off.
"have u got any sexy uncles," she asked.
i shook my head, "i dnt like at my uncles in that way," i sed.
"oh come- everyones got at least one uncle they would consider bangin."
"no- no they dont sorcha," i sed.
she cut her eye at me and sed, "ur goin on dumb deena- ur not the first sket to lose a baby- u need a big dick in ur pum deena- that always make me feel better."
she sat on the floor and started fingerin herself.
"not in my nans house sorcha- get up and get out," i sed.
she stood up and put her clothes on.
"ill bell u tommorow," she sed- den she left.
i closed all the curtains in the house and jus lay in bed, i didnt even cry and jus lay in bed with the duvet over my head.
i remembered the times when me and mum used to sleep at grandmas house on fridays and den on saturdays all three of us would go tesco and raid out the store and then go and see grandmas friend ethel and then come back home and watch Pop Stars The Rivals and den on sundays we'd go church and den have roast and den on sunday nights me and mum woud go back home.
i used to sleep in the same bed i was sleepin in now and i remembered the smell of the hot comb whenever mum tried to straighten out my hair cos it was so hard to manage and frizzy.
i started cryin and thought of ryan holdin me.
then the phone rang.i ran downstairs to get it.
"hello."
"Hello Deena- this is Mr.Hutchinson from college."
"Hello sir."
"Deena is anybody there that i can speak to- I know i've called your grandmothers house."
"No-why?", I asked.
"Deena we're going to call you and your guardian in for a formal meeting but I can let you know that the college has decided not to let you continue on your course because your attendance for the year is under 25% and as you know the rules are that anything under 35% attendance results in an exclusion."
"Sir please."
"Im sorry Deena- we will call you in for a formal meeting to discuss this further- you say nobodys home with you?"
"No," I cried.
"I'll call again during the week- thankyou." Then he put the phone down.
I stopped cryin and sat on the living room and put on the tv and started watching some documentary about cats.
and then i knew what i wanted.
and then at midnight- i went to bed alone.
I woke up at 6 in the morning, bare nervous. I got ready and used concealer on my face. I was gonna meet my dad.
I looked in the mirror and saw my hair was startin to grow back and cos it was startin to look weird with some being shrot and some being long, i got one of grandmas scarves and made head wrap with it, i put on my high waisted jeggins, black airforces, a white t-vest and my blue boyfriend blazer.
I left the house and got the bus to finsbury park.
I found the gp alright, it was easy to see and den i walked in.
"an appointment with dr.zarindast," i sed bare nervous.
the receptionist looked at me bare hard and said, "yes yes- take a seat."
now i thrt about it- i didnt even knw what this appointment was for - i knew it was a checkup but why this particular gp.
then they called my name and sed, "room 1."
I prayed- no lie- i prayed and walked into the room.
He looked at me and then took off is glasses and in disbelief.
"It can't be," he sed.
"Daddy its me- Deena."
Saturday, 27 February 2010
DEENA SKET- DADDY DEAREST
Two part special- Tuesday 2ND March :
DEENA SKET- DADDY DEAREST PART 1
DEENA SKET- DADDY DEAREST PART 2
"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."
DEENA SKET- DADDY DEAREST PART 1
DEENA SKET- DADDY DEAREST PART 2
"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."
Friday, 26 February 2010
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