In The Eyes Of A Young Girl
A/N: This is a year after RENT and i did one of those stick yourself with the RENT characters. I am like "Natasha" in alot of ways except the whole drug and stripping... basically I'm still with my loving parents... But her description is just like mine and my name is Natalie instead of Natasha but I dont really like my name like that but anyways!.
Disclaimer: Sadly I do not own RENT... Shame... ::Cries::
You Okay Hunnie?
It had been two months since Natasha had ran away from her parents.
She was currently living with her boyfriend who "loved" her. Natasha had abusive drunks for parents and two selfish older siblings who left as soon as they were 18. When her father was starting to become sexually abusive she decided that it was time for her to leave.
Since she moved in with her boyfriend Chris, things started to seem even more difficult for her. Because Chris was 3 years older than her and being his girlfriend he decided to introduce her to some of his favorite "pastimes" as he would call it. After about a week or so of being hooked on smack, it started to became her life. She couldn't eat nor sleep without it. Having the body of an older more curved person Natasha easily began a job a the Cat Scratch club convincing the manager that she was old enough to work.
Friday December 24th, 1990 9pm EST
Natasha awoke a Friday morning to find the other side of the bed empty.
"Typical" She thought to herself. Knowing that she had wore later on she decided to get out of bed and take a "nice" cold shower (Since that's all they usually had).
After taking a shower and trying to conceal the bruises on her face she had a small breakfast of Cap N' Crunch and day old milk before decidig to pay The Man a little visit.
Arriving in the alley behind the Cat Scratch Natasha found The Man waiting for his usually everyday customers… And sadly enough she was one of them. After purchasing an ounce she walked near the back of the alley and sat against the wall. After preparing the liquid and loading it into the syringe she shot up the smack through a vein in the middle of her arm.
She felt a sense of ecstasy whenever she became high, like nothing can go wrong. But things change when reality come crashing back in front of your face when coming down from the high. Once she was her natural self again she watched her watch and saw that it was almost time for work. Since she was broke and the Cat Scratch was right up the alley she decided that she should just work the extra hours for more money.
Once inside and she began to fix her make up and chose a short black mini skirt and a bra like matching top. The manager said it belonged to some other co-worker named Ni-ni or something like that but she didn't really care all Natasha wanted at this point was smack and money. After 30 mintues of fixing herself up she was ready to go. Even though the bra was a bit smaller than her 36C large breast could hold and the skirt could hardly hold her large curved behind she didn't mind.
"Oh well… I'm pretty sure all those perverts out there would enjoy it which more money for me" she thought sighing to herself. After about 3 preformances and 2 cage dances Natasha was finally finished from work.
Once outside the Cat Scratch, she was beginning to crave for more smack. As she walked into the alley she was able to outline see of what seemed to be the man in the same area as he was earlier. Unfortunately it was to late when she found it just to be another thug waiting for his next victim. By the time Natasha was even given time to realize this, she was already on the cold hard ground unconscious with her top ripped and her skirt stain with the blood of rape with only a glimpse of her attacker.
The thug laughed as he watched her helplessly lay on the ground to him (the thug) she was just another broke whore with no money that he decided to have a good time on. Without even hesitating the thug ran back into the shadows as he heard the sound of several voices laughing and talking in merriment, coming down the street aproaching near the alley.
A/N: Well Folks I guess that's it I know it's short... I'm scared but this is my 1st fic so please READ AND REVIEW... Lol because I have already written the next couple of chapters muhahahahahaahahahhahahhahah... No Flamers!... Also I want someone that's funny to help me a little bit because...heh me and funny...
Question Of The Chapter: Should I Continue Or Just Stop?