W A R N I N G
This chapter includes raping. This may be triggering for some of ya'll. Didn't say I warned you.
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Recap of what happened in the last chapter
"Hey guys it's my first day at training. Oh yah I forgot Chanelle, Matt I signed up for boxing at the nearest gym!" I exclaimed.
"Oh what did I say about boxing?! Your going to get your pretty face beat up, and we all know you get to much beatings already," he whispered making sure nobody heared.
Chanelle nudged him.
"Sis I think that's great! You finally get to stand up to that old man you call dad, and his sluts!" she said while I got out my stuff from my locker.
"Thanks!" I said.
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Sierra's POV
I pull up into the parking lot. Im wearing some Nike leggings and a big oversized school t-shirt.
"Oh hey. I thought you were joking when you said you wanted to fight," Bishop walked out of his office.
"Did you bring the forms back signed?" I nod my head and give him the signed forms.
"Ok just a warning we are not getting ready to box for another month or so,"
I sigh.
"Why?" I ask.
"Your body needs to warm up in order to fight. It seems like you aren't into working out, but you seem skinny," He grins.
"Ok time to make your time here worser," he says walking over to the whiteboard.
"Ok so im going to have you jumping rope today! Get ready!" he says.
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After the training session
Omg! I have never worked harder than I did in there. Gladly he didn't notice any of my scars.
I walk into the house. The house looks like a mess. Glass shattered everywhere from the coffee table. Then I see him.
"D-dad"
He is on the floor all bloody from glass shards. Unfortunately, he is still concious.
"Bitch come here and help me up. I need you to clean this mess up and help me get this god damn glass out of me. I know what your wondering how the fuck did precious daddy get hurt. I will explain it later slut," he snapped at me.
I nod my head helping him up. I walk to the bathroom getting the first-aid kit. This is going to be a long night.
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Before Sierra came home
*Flashback*
Romero Puzo's POV (Sierra's dad)
"Get off me!" she cries.
"No! Today is your day bitch," I tell her.
"I said get off me! I don't want to do this no more. I promised my daughter I will get my shit together. They are going to take her away if I keep on fucking around with man-whores!" the bitch yells.
"I don't give 2 fucks about your stupid daughter. Once you sign up for daily fucks you can't unsign, and as for your daughter. You should be glad she is getting taken away you get more time with me!" I smash my lips on hers.
I don't feel sparks for anybody besides my dead wife. She was my love. After her death I became abusive, acholic, the list goes on. But I don't care it's how I cope with it. These bitches can suck it up.
She gets her heel and smashes it meeting my eye.
"You fucking bitch!" I snarl.
She gets her phone and dials a unfimiliar number.
"Chris come and get me im being raped!" she says on the phone.
5 minutes later a guy comes in and smashes me onto the coffee table breaking the glass.
Fuck the glass is cutting deep into my skin and it's all over the fucking house.
"You touch her again you die! Understood?" the mystery man says.
"U-understood-d!" I choke out.
*End of the flashback*
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Sierra's POV
I can't believe the words that are coming out of my dad's mouth.
He almost raped the poor lady who wants to get her shit together for her daughter.
I kind of feel sad for her daughter we are in the same situation where our parents are both whores. But I got it worser.