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Xalahni had enough of the abuse her parents put her through, After Years and years of abuse she finally leaves in the middle of the night with Nothing but the clothes on her back and the money she stole from her parents. Now that she's gone she has no family and no friends she now has to conquer the world on her own. Only problem is, there's enemies lurking around every corner she turns she has to fight her way through to make it out alive. Xelahni made it as far as the gas station before her foot gave out on her " yo' you good ?" She jumped at the voice and nodded " you sure ? Yo' foot look funny as hell" she looked down at her foot and started crying because the pain started to hit her since her adrenaline went away . " I ..I think I sprung my ankle ." The guy nodded and went to pick her up and she flinched " I'm not gonna hurt you , what's ya name ?" She looked in his eyes "Pooh" he chuckled and nodded "okay Pooh lemme help you get to the hospital okay?" She was hesitant but agreed anyways "I didn't get your name " he placed her in the front seat " you can call me p" she nodded and held her bag closely to her " when's the last time you showered ?" She shrugged because she genuinely didn't remember her parents never allowed her to bathe they always came in and wiped her down for their next customer. " well okay" They made it to the hospital in no time " aye can I get some help she got a sprained ankle I think , her shit look funny" the nurse helped Xalahni out the car and into a wheelchair " okay we can take it from here" he nodded and disappeared.
Flashback
Year 2006
Omniscient pov
"Mommy do I have to do that again?" Xalahni whined out feeling upset and overwhelmed.
Slap!
9-Year-Old Xalahni winced as her mother Zoila slapped her across the face " don't ask me that stupid ass question! You know what you have to do!" Xalahni cried as her mother washed her body up, scared to speak. " okay come on you got one more then you're done for the night" Xalahni shook her head in fear, she knew who her last customer would be She was the roughest of them all.
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Year 2009 (12 Years Old)
" just open your legs bitch!" Xalahni held her legs tight as she tried to fight off her rapist " Zoila come help me with this bitch! She's not listening!! I didn't pay for this!" The 12 year old pushed the female away and tried to run to get to the window but was caught and threw into her small brown dresser ." now look what you made me do" She winced in Pain Touching her head that was now bleeding " grab her and tie her up so I can have my fun" both of Xalahni parents Agreed and tied her up to the bed with her legs wide open .
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Year 2011(14 years old)
" eww look at her she stinks" the kids in the class giggled and pointed at Xalahni who lowered herself into her chair embarrassed all day she was getting harassed about her smell. she unknowingly had just caught her period in school and on top of not being able to shower for days" Eww she has blood dripping on her legs" the teacher came back into the classroom " Okay children quiet down let's get started"
"Ms. April Xalahni is bleeding everywhere" the class erupted into laughs as Xalahni ran out the classroom and out the school Crying all the way home. She hated her life and was so ready to end it.
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Year 2013(16 years old)
"That's your fifth Failed suicide Attempt you're not leaving us that fucking easy!" Xalahni Mother cackled as she beat on Xalahni, she was in a daze but she could feel every punch and kick her parents sent to her body. " I'm getting real fucking sick of you! Acting out like you don't know the fucking routine. Keep fucking up Lani I'm going to kill you myself!" Zoila shouted manically.
"alright baby, I need a break gone fuck around and blow my back out."
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Year 2015 (18 years old)
Xalahni had enough of the abuse her parents put her through she Knew Around This Time They Would Be Too Drunk and Doped Up to Notice What she was doing. she grabbed the little bit of clothes that she had and put them all on her bed then she walked to her parents' room and pulled the floor board up in the closet and grabbed the duffle bag of money they kept there.
Creeping back to her bedroom she stuffed her clothes in the same bag zipping it up and making her way downstairs from the stairs she could see into the living room where her parents was doped up hanging off the couch she frowned when she heard other voices, she wasn't expecting anybody else to be in the house with them. " I'm done giving they asses chance after chance to get me my money, kill they asses and light this bitch up." Xalahni eyes went wide as she rushed back up the stairs into her room quietly, she looked out her window then threw her bag out the window then herself wincing in pain she knew she had sprung her ankle but she didn't care after she heard the six gunshots she picked her bag up and ran as far away from the house as she could she wanted no parts in what happened to her family. She was upset and sort of happy somebody else killed them and not her. She planned to burn the house down with them in it but them people beat her to it.
Xalahni made it as far as the gas station before her foot gave out on her " yo you good?" She jumped at the voice and nodded " you sure? Yo foot look funny as hell" she looked down at her foot and started crying because the pain started to hit her since her adrenaline went away. " I ...I think I sprung my ankle." The guy nodded.
"yeah you sprung something"
he went to pick her up and she flinched " I'm not going to hurt you, what's your name?" She looked in his eyes " Pooh" he chuckled and nodded " okay Pooh let me help you get to the hospital okay?" She was hesitant but agreed anyways " I didn't get your name " he placed her in the front seat " you can call me p" she nodded and held her bag closely to her " when's the last time you showered?" She shrugged because she genuinely didn't remember her parents never allowed her to bathe they always came in and wiped her down for their next customer.
" well okay"
They made it to the hospital in no time " aye can I get some help she got a sprained ankle I think; her shit look funny" the nurse helped Xalahni out the car and into a wheelchair " okay we can take it from here" he nodded and disappeared.
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" are you aware that you're 3 months pregnant Ms. Taylor?" Xalahni frowned at the doctor's words " um no I wasn't aware I don't feel any different."
" okay well let's take a look okay?" She nodded but was stuck in a daze she had been at the hospital for 3 hours just thinking about her next move she was able to count the money that was in the bag she just needed to find an apartment so she could get her life together. " oh wow " Xalahni glanced over at the screen " what is that?" The doctor chuckled but Xalahni didn't find anything funny " you're pregnant with twins, it's surprising that you're so small. You'll probably blow up soon just got to continue to eat right eat healthy okay? Try and stay away from seafood and cold cuts " she frowned " is it too late for an abortion?" Xalahni didn't know shit about raising a child two at that she didn't even know who the father was " um yes it's too late for one I'm sorry." She nodded " okay. The pills that you have me taking will they harm the kids?" The doctor shook his head no" no they shouldn't but if you do feel any weird cramps just come straight back here okay? She nodded.
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