Every Rose Has Its Thorns | By : MadameButterfly07 Category: 1 through F > Degrassi Views: 1382 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Jewel got out of Derek's car and walked back to her spot on the street corner to wait for her pimp, Stackz, to give him her money. As she stood there waiting, she took a moment to reflect on her young life. One may wonder, what would possibly lead a beautiful, 17-year-old girl to sell her body for money? A girl her age should be out going to parties, having friends, and enjoying her high school years. But for Dahlia Moore, that was not the case.
Dahlia, better known to the streets as "Jewel" never had it easy. She was born to Brooke Moore, a prostitute and heroin addict. Her father was William Norwood III, better known as "Stackz". Brooke was a 16-year-old Dominican beauty, with copper skin, long, jet black hair, and captivating hazel eyes. She was a runaway, living on the streets of Toronto, when Stackz found her, and offered her a place to stay. She fell in love with him, and became pregnant with his child with three months. Brooke's love for Stackz made her blind to his faults. Women would constantly come into the home at all hours of the night, bringing him money and sometimes even sleeping with him. It was then that Brooke realized the man she loved was a pimp. When she confronted him about it, he fed her lies about how he needed to make money for the both of them, so they could have a better life, get married, and have a family. Brooke, naïve and lovesick, believed him. After giving birth to their daughter, Dahlia Rose Moore, Stackz approached Brooke and asked her to work for him, Brooke was hesitant, but desperate to please her man, she eventually agreed, and everything went downhill from there. Brooke soon began using drugs, starting with cocaine, and eventually to heroin. Tragically, Brooke became infected with AIDS after using a contaminated needled. After six agonizing months, she died, leaving Stackz without his sole breadwinner, and baby Dahlia without a mother. When Dahlia turned 15, Stackz decided it was time to break her in and put her to work. One night, while Dahlia was in her room, doing homework, Stackz came in and sat down next to her. He began to rub his hand on the inside of her thigh and kiss her. When Dahlia realized what her father was doing, she tried to push him away, but he pushed her back on the bed and held her down. Dahlia kicked and scratched, but this only infuriated Stackz. He punched her, ripped off her underwear and forced himself inside his only daughter. The pain was excruciating, but she couldn't fight him off. He was way too strong for her. All she could do was cry. Stackz, the sick bastard, was the only one who was getting pleasure out of it. When he felt an orgasm building, he pulled out and shot cum all Dahlia's face and body. Without saying a word, he pulled up his pants and walked out of his daughter's bedroom and closed the door, leaving Dahlia sobbing and bleeding. When Stackz brought a client for Dahlia to sleep with, refused, and her father beat her mercilessly. "Look, bitch", he snarled as he punched and slapped his daughter, "you don't run shit here! You are going to go in that room and make my money like I taught, and if you ever get out of pocket with me again, I'll kill you!" That's all it took. Dahlia never defied Stackz again after that incident. When she went out on the stroll, she would take her mind to another place. It wouldn't be Dahlia who was sleeping with all those men, it would be Jewel. After about 10 minutes of waiting, Stackz pulled up to the curb in a silver Escalade. He stepped out of the car wearing a black Armani suit, which suited his 6"1 frame, his dark brown bald head glistening in the light. "So you got my money?" he asked. Dahlia pulled out the $200 that Derek gave her and handed it to her pimp. Stackz counted the money, nodding his head in approval. "You did good, baby girl. You did good. Let's go home." he said as he led his daughter into the front seat of the car. As the drove, Dahlia didn't say a word. She just stared blankly ahead. I got to get out of this life she thought. She just didn't know how. Little did she know, however, her way out was coming sooner than she thought.While AFF and its agents attempt to remove all illegal works from the site as quickly and thoroughly as possible, there is always the possibility that some submissions may be overlooked or dismissed in error. The AFF system includes a rigorous and complex abuse control system in order to prevent improper use of the AFF service, and we hope that its deployment indicates a good-faith effort to eliminate any illegal material on the site in a fair and unbiased manner. This abuse control system is run in accordance with the strict guidelines specified above.
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