Chapter 1 The Party

Bianca didn’t have a normal childhood like anyone else you might know, she was brought into this world by a mother who was a whore, drug addict and alcoholic. She was left alone more and more as she got older; she never said a word to anyone who she came into contact with. She never wanted to end up like those kids you see on the street or in foster homes where they are beaten and hurt more than she already was by her mother’s pimps or what she had called her boyfriends or girlfriends. She knew if she could just make it day to day without anyone asking questions or anyone raising a red flag to what might be going on at home. She just wanted to grow up and find her own way, without turning into being like her mother; she wanted a better life which even included getting her mother better. Day after day, and night after night her mother would bring home more and more people to do drugs with and who’d stay awhile. she’d always have a new man/woman every few days who’d stay for a while use and abuse her mother and then leave. “Who wants to live like this?” Bianca thought? Does everyone have a life like this? She didn’t have many friends and the friends she did have didn’t come over or even stop by. She always told them that her mother and father were very strict and didn’t allow anyone to visit.

Bianca was 16 years old when she was invited to a house party at a friend of a friend’s house one Saturday night the week after prom, thinking that it might be fun and a way for her to get away from her dark world she lived in at home. What Bianca didn’t know though was that night would change her forever, and it would change her into a person that she only dreamed about becoming. Bianca was the life of the party with jokes and funny impersonations of people she would watch come and go out of her mother’s house. The boy who she’d liked from kindergarten Tyler and who was her best friend considering he was a boy and that’s all there was between them. Tyler couldn’t take his eyes off of her and Bianca was completely smitten. As the night went on he had moved closer to her, they never really hung out except at school and when she was allowed to go anywhere. She was so excited when he’d brought her a drink and talked to her even though they knew each other they were in a different atmosphere.

At one point in the evening her mother Anastasia had come looking for her, Anastasia had also become the life of the party as well because of bringing along some drugs. Bianca had stopped at the kitchen to refill her fruit punch and use the bathroom, when she emerged from the bathroom she had grabbed her cup off the counter and saw her mother standing in the corner talking to Tyler, all the while her mother was rubbing his arm up and down and whispering in his ear. Bianca was becoming irritated with her mother so she decided to go to have a chat with and told her she needed to speak to her, “go away Bianca mommy is busy” Anastasia said, with the roll of her eyes Bianca walked away mad as hell & downed her drink and got more. Before Bianca new it she was in a bedroom with her mother and Tyler, the last thing she could really remember was trying to speak with her mother and then when her mother told her to leave her alone she had turned back towards the kitchen to get more punch. She was feeling a little fuzzy all the while standing just inside the bedroom, Tyler and Bianca’s mother Anastasia were setting on the bed, Bianca was just standing wide eyed at the two of them thinking “what the hell is going to happen now.” Bianca heard a tap on the door and someone coming in, it was Anastasias pimp Marco. “What the hell are you doing here Marco, take mom home and leave me alone”, “oh no I’m not going anywhere now you little bitch, your mother is a whore and she’s doing her job” Marco said. Marco grabbed Bianca by the arm and dragged her to the bed, and told her sit down and join Tyler and her mother.

Bianca wanted to scream and run away, but knew if she tried to run she’d only regret it in every way knowing that Marco would only make it worse on her. She sat quietly on the bed and rocked back and forth praying that Marco would just do what he wanted and then leave them all alone. Marco started off with a whisper asking Tyler for all his money he had in his wallet, Tyler had a big smile on his face thinking he was the king of this party. “This is the best night of my life” Tyler whispered to the heavens. Tyler was a rich kid all his life and Bianca knew he never left the house without a full wallet of cash, and to what Bianca could see in the dim light was probably $500 dollars or more. Marco grinned from ear to ear, “What a rich little bastard you are boy, so which whore would you like first?” Marco replied to Tyler after taking his money. Tyler clapped his hand and replied with “well why can’t I have them both right here right now, you took all my money”. Marco just grinned and nodded his head. A few minutes later Bianca heard her name “Bianca”, Anastasia whispered and held out her hand “take these and you’ll be fine”, what Anastasia held in her hand where 2 light green pills that where diazepam.

Bianca took the pills knowing she had no other choice in the matter; she downed the fruit punch and prayed to the heavens. Tyler stared wide eyed down at Bianca with a smile on his face and a hard cock in his hand. “You’re going to like how my big cock feels in you I promise Bianca, you’ll never forget me or the fact that I’ll be the best you’ll ever have”. Tyler finished up with the best night he’d ever have, he smiled and bent down and kissed Bianca and her mother on the cheek thanking them for a great night, got back up and left the room. About an hour goes by and Bianca wakes up to find her friend Candi standing at the bed side table turning the light on asking Bianca if she was okay, Bianca replies “I’m fine, Candi I just need to get up and go home”. Candi helped Bianca up and to her feet, walking with her to the front door. Bianca got onto her bike and headed home; she made it to her front porch and saw that her mother had left the lights on for her. Bianca went inside and found her mother passed out with a needle in her arm and a bottle of scotch between her legs, she went to her mother’s side and bent down to take the needle out and the belt off. “Why, oh why does this have to be like this” Bianca whispered to herself.

Bianca cleaned her mother up and got her into her bed, bending down and kissing her on the cheek, “why mother why” Bianca whispered. She turned the light off and closed her mother’s bedroom door. She hoped in the shower to clean off the grimness of the nights events; she knows that everything will probably hit the fan the next school day. “What am I to do” when Tyler tells everyone the truth about her life, that her mother’s a whore and that Bianca is just like her mother, which isn’t true. It’s 3 am when Bianca finally crawls into bed sore and tired with no hope insight, her world as she knows it is going to get even worse now that someone knows all about her real life and that it’s not as strict as everyone thought, but just the opposite. Bianca starts to panic thinking everything she’s worked so hard for all these years to keep her life as private as possible will be known to all, she tries to calm her raising heart just for a bit so that she can finally go to sleep. She drifts off into a restless dream state where she dreams of beautiful flowers and butterflies flying all around her as she lays in the meadow.

Monday morning has come; Bianca is ready for the worst day of her life where everyone finds out the truth about her and judges her not really knowing the whole truth, but only of what Tyler has told everyone. Will she loose her life as she knows it, will she be brought to the counselor’s office and have a social worker waiting to greet her and take her away? “It would be better” she thought to herself, “good god no, this would just make her life even worse, if that’s even possible”. Bianca heads into the kitchen to find her mother Anastasia and Marco setting at the table drinking coffee, “good morning Bianca” her mother says. “morning mama” she replies as she stands at the counter pouring herself some orange juice, praying to the heavens that she can just get out of the house without anything happening to her or Marco saying anything to her, but as she feared Marco stood behind her and whispered into her ear “you and that whore sure do make a great team”. She clenched her teeth tight and stood stock steal hoping he’d leave her alone, she put her glass in the sink and turned to head toward the door to go to school but before she could Marco grabbed her arms and kissed the top of her head then released her without another word.