Short shorts riding up my ass I stride down the blackened street with crop top holding my breasts up. I was lost on where to go tonight, hitting up a pool in where everyone surrounds the hot tub. I dip my feet in and eye up some boy that's been staring at me ever since I first walked in. I blush and rest my head on my shoulder, looking to him from the side. He smirked and crossed over to me to strike a conversation.
"Hey beautiful." He says with a lopsided grin. I let out a small laugh and bat my eyes at him.
"So charming." I say playfully. Now it was his turn to laugh.
"What brings you hear doll?" He asks, edging nearer to me.
"Just needed to warm up a bit." I say with a shrug, brushing his question off.
"Well if you come to my place, I can warm you up." He says briskly. I smile.
"Gladly," I respond, taking his arm as he steps out as he helps me up. He grabs a shirt and throws it over his shoulder, leading me through the roads to his place. I sneak in past him and he presses me against the door after closing in, lips hungrily on mine. I let out a gasped moan and he grabs my eyes, grinding himself on me.
"Let me show you to my bed." He says smoothly. I follow with a giggle and lay down after him, the sheets pulled on after us. I kiss him again, tongue parting his lips as poison fills his mouth. I pull back quickly as he begins choking and his eyes glare at me, shunning me. Guilt sits on me as angrily as his eyes do and my stomach knots.
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"I won't do this anymore!" I say, marching through the front doors.
"What are you talking about?" My dad questions, grabbing me by my shoulders and turning me to face him. I don't look at him.
"I'm done killing dad." I say quietly.
"There is no choice, this is the life you were born into. You're Karma, the bad in life-"
"But Karma can be good too!" I object. He freezes.
"Good daughters don't fuck their fathers!" He roars, turning me around and smacking my ass. I wince. Now undress and meet me in my room. ASAP!" I jump to orders, more weight weighing me down as I sulk to myself.
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Karma
RandomSitting me down, he paces, telling me the story he's told me multiple times before, the story of how I came to be. If he wasn't dead I'm sure there'd be more girls after me, but here is how it goes. It starts with him and a mortal and a half dead ba...
