Buttercups POV-
"I have told you a million times! Dont come home unless you have my boos or more money! Get out before I get the belt again!" the Proffessor yelled at Bubbles as he threw a plate at her.
I heard the argument and I marched dowstairs to defend Bubbles.
"I would love and see you try" I yelled as I shelded Bubbles from any more broken china.
"Girl what have I said about protecting this worthless piece of trash!" he grabbed my arm and threw me at a wall.
"Bubbles! Run!"I yelled as the Professor began to take off his belt.
She was gone in five seconds flat.
I gave him a sly grin before he lashed me with the metal of his belt.
I was knocked down on the floor but got up quickly.
"Why dont you make yourself useful and get your old man a scotch?" he smiled, "You dont want me to punish you again."
Painful memories of him overwhelmed me.
*FLASH BACK*
I was 13 years old.
I was coming back from Bratz Club before a gang stopped me.
"Hey Kitty, are you lost?" one teased as he grabbed my hip.
"No I-Im fine." I tried to pull away but the others were closing in on me.
"Look shes crying." another laughed.
I wiped my tears away.
"Well the least we could do is show her a good time, right?" they argreed.
One ripped my jacket off and another was holding me back.
More and more came until there were about ten of them.
I managed to break away once or twice but they were too strong.
Sooner or later they had there fun and left me in an alley to die.
After an hour or two passed everything went dark.
The last thing I saw was a dark figure picking me up.
When I woke up, I was half naked, handcuffed, and in the Professors room.
"Why hello Dear. Your finally up." he practically sang.
He swiftly laid next to me and I cringed at the feeling of him hand run up my leg.
"Youre in trouble. You know why?" he asked smiling slightly.
I shook my head. I was fighting back tears.
"You belong to me. You gave yourself away. For that you have to be punished." he whipered in my ear.
"I dont belong to you!" I spat.
"Oh, but you do and you see," he unclipped my bra, "I can do whatever I want to you."
*END OF FLASH BACK*
With that being said, I rushed to the refridgeorator and scanned it.
No Scotch!
"Buttercup, Im waiting." he whinned.
"Um...We dont have any." I whispered.
"Well then you have to get some before I loose control." he walked over to me hugging me hips.
"Yes sir." I said emidently.
"You are the only one I didnt let have a job because I love you but now its time to start growing up." he ran his hand to my chest and I gasped.
"Y-yes sir." I said again.
"I already have one picked out." he turned me to make me face him.
"My buddy Ace owns a place, he'll give you a job." he muttered biting my bottom lip.
I was fighting back tears again.
"Yes sir." I repeated.
"Ill go call him." he pulled away and then I could finally breathe.
Once he left, I cried.
I wiped the tears away just before he came in.
"So its settled. You start at nine." he smiled.
"Thank you." I whispered as I ran upstairs.
"Blossom?" I called.
"Yes?" she whispered.
"Im going to get a job." I told her.
"Is he making you?" she asked frowning.
Her illness has gotten worse.
The color from her face has drained along with her once flaming red hair.
"Yes. But now that he is allowing me to get one, I can start to help Bubblees get your medicine." I smiled slightly.
"Im a lost cause. If he catches you, were both dead." she cried.
"He hasnt caught use before." I said proudly.
"Anyway when do you start?" she asked anctiosly.
"A nine. He said that im going to work with Ace. I don't know what Ace does though." I replied.
Her eyes went wide.
"Whats wrong?" I asked.
"Buttercup he is a strip club Owner!" she muttered in utter disappointment.
"What?!" I yelped.
"He owns the one downtown. I'm surprised you didn't know." she giggled.
"This is not a laughing matter!" I said stubbornly.
"Well its Eight thirty. You better start heading down to Master Aces Club." she smiled.
I gave her a slight push and I left her to rest.