Guilty by gender

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Summary

This is a story of a young woman caught in a game. A game that is usually played by men. Something people said she couldn't do. Your not street smart enough. You can do what a man can do. Can you handle the consequences of getting caught? I am a hustler by any means. I have mouths to feed. I was brought up struggling and dont want my kids to feel the same. I'm starving but why should they. This is the story of a fighter.

Status
Ongoing
Chapters
5
Rating
n/a
Age Rating
18+

Chapter 1

"Nice of you to join us today, Delilah." Mr. Miller sneared as I enter the class room. I was in my Sophomore year at McKinney High School in Lansing Michigan. "Yeah whatever " I mumbled as I walked to my seat. I spent a lot of time skipping class with my the Senior boyfriend Jaron Jackson. Star football player on the school's varsity team. He was the guy every girl wanted. Tall, built, athletic, and very funny. He always dressed nice. He was very respectful to the naked eye. But behind closed doors he was a nightmare. I was young so I had that weird puppy love thing going. I had one friend. She was my best friend. Her name was Kira William's. I told Kira everything. Including my first time. Which of course was with Jaron. She knew all my deepest secrets. Well one night Jarons parents were away for the weekend. So of course he invited me over. I lied to my parents that night when I told them I would be staying with Kira. Although I did go to Kira's. It was only to change my clothes. She had let me borrow a pair of her distressed jeans along with this beautiful lace blue crop top. She did my make up and had and had your girl played okay!!!! So I was walking to Jaron's which was only a short walk around the block. He met me at the door. "Hey bae" He said as he grinned from ear to ear. I hit him with the "hey" like I wasn't pressed. "You want to watch a movie?" He said. "I got some good ones in the den". So I walked trying to be all cute to the den where I sat down on the couch. I'm nervous. My hands sweating. My mind is racing. This is my first time with a boy so I started to give myself a pep talk in my head. "Girl you got this". " He been sweating you since you was in 9th grade". " You that bitch chill out". All I could do was smile as he handed me a glass which seemed to be coke but as I started to drink I could smell the alcohol. "What is this?" I asked. "Henny and coke" he replied. "I dont drink!" "You will be fine it will help you relax". So I sipped it. Now I'm really sweating. It felt like the heat was turned up. But it couldn't be it's the summer. So as we sit there watch the movie he starts to rub on my thighs. Kissing my neck softly. I asked him to stop but for some reason I really didn't want him to quit. Must be the Henny. He's always been real sweet to me so I know he wouldn't hurt me. He pulls this little box out from beside the couch. There is weed in it and he asks if I smoked. I said "no and neither should you". He just laughed and continued. "You want to go to my room? It's more comfortable in there". Me being the little dummy I was "yea aight". I followed him to his room and sat at the edge of the bed. He hits me with the pillow. "Relax bae, finish your drink". I sat back. He started kissing me again. Touching in between my thighs. His hands were surprisingly soft. "Take off your shirt Delilah". I did. "Them pants to I want to see that ass!". I did. I tried a little dance. He smile and pulled me to the bed. " I hope you got a condom" I said quickly. "I ain't going to buss in you!" I was too naive to pressure him. I thought I was in love. " Well be gentle this is my first". Boy let me tell you, that shit hurts. But it wouldn't hurt as much as my life with the events that followed weeks after. So after the weekend I went back to Kira's. "Girrrlllll let me tell you what happened". " Bitch what???" Kira said overly excited. "He took my V". "You lying?!!!". "Did you use a condom D??" "No he said he pulled out". Now I'm wondering. I just made the biggest mistake of my teenage years. "I ain't gone get pregnant Kira. If I do i know he will help me. He loves me" so I thought. Everything was still all good. Seems since I slept with Jaron our relationship has gotten better. Yet that was another lie. We had been sleeping together since that week. A month passed by and I haven't got my menstrual. Oh shit!!!. I got to tell my mom. My dad left when I was a baby. My mom was all I had. I was the only child. She had bigger plans for me. I fucked up. But how do I make sure? Do I call Jaron? Kira? I really wasn't ready for the " I told you sos". So the next day I decided I would skip school and got to the local drug store for a test. Low and behold. I was pregnant. Wtffffffff. All I can do now is tell Jaron. So I did. Only I didn't get the response I was hoping for. "It ain't mine!".. Now how could it not be. He was my first. I had never been with anyone else. Shits about to hit the fan. I got to tell my mother. She was a string believer in God. Now I'm stuck. I dont know what to do.