Beauty Short Story.

Yolanda, I'm so sick of your crap," Henry yelled. He was a heavy-set man with cold brown eyes. He and Yolanda haven't  had the best marriage before Beauty, but when Beauty came along things got a whole lot worse. Henry was always somewhat of a drinker and had an ambiguous gambling addiction. Yolanda was a dancer and had been arrested multiple times for prostitution. When Beauty was just under a year old things took a turn for the worst. Henry had hooked up with a website called Sexy Sleazy Sluts For hire. It started out as the every once in a while hook up. Eventually it spiraled out of control into an every night thing. The night Yolanda caught Henry was the  night Beauty tried so hard to forget.

Beauty was 12 at the time and had hazel brown eyes with curly brown hair that hung just past her shoulders. She heard screaming coming from her parents room. She heard her mother clearest.  She had heard another women that she didn't recognize. As she moved closer to her parent's room she saw  her father standing buck naked with his back facing the door and a women who was also naked with her legs spread. Yolanda was in the room holding  a blunt object. Beauty couldn't really see what it was. She was crouched behind the wall on the stairs.

" I can't believe you had the audacity to bring this whore into my house and get into our bed. With our daughter in the room just down the hall. Do you even care that she could walk in here in any moment? How do you plan on explaining that to her?  I knew you were cheating on me, but with this slut." Yolanda yelled. "Excuse me bitch the last I heard I was his woman. Not you. " said the chick in the bed, who by the way I later found out her name was Carla.  "You have six minutes to get your ass out of my house and never come back. Do you understand me?" Yolanda yelled. "Make me you stupid little bitch. Henry is my man. He is just with you because that indolent of a daughter. Its obvious where she gets her awful looks from. Where is that little runt anyway ? I know she's in the house so bring her in here. Henry looks at Yolanda and tells he to go get Beauty.

Beauty panics and stands up just as Yolanda comes out of the room. She sees Beauty and motions for her to come over. Beauty walks over to her mother, but soon realizes that her mother was forcing her to go into the room with Henry and Carla. Beauty shakes her head pleadingly. Yolanda pushes her forward but is shocked  when Beauty drops to the floor and crawls away 3 year old style.  Yolanda grabs Beauty by the leg and drags her to the room. "You are not gonna get me in trouble. I love you but it's just best if you do what he wants. Beauty walks over to Henry and glares at Carla. Yolanda looks at Beauty and smiles. "How much would it take for you to loose the brat and the bitch over there and come away with me forever? I can be everything you want and everything you need." Carla said. The rest was all a blur to Beauty as tears streamed down her face. The last thing she remembers was running out of the room toward her room and slamming the door. That was close to 5 years ago and now Yolanda is back. This time she  hasn't seen a slut in the house but she recognizes the games. Beauty is now 17.

“ Henry I’m  so sick of your crap ” Yolanda yelled.  By now Beauty was so used to the constant arguing and fighting that it didn't faze her that much anymore. “What the hell is your problem?” Henry yelled back.  “My problem is that you keep screwing these filthy classless sluts in our house and you expect me to act like everything is all right.” She stormed out of the kitchen and went upstairs. Henry followed after her. She made her way to their bedroom, grabbed a suitcase and started to pack. “What are you doing?” he asked, not really needing to . He knew what she was doing.  “What does it look like genius, I’m leaving”  she stated plainly Henry got more  pissed off. ‘How the hell could she leave after all I’ve done for her and that stupid brat!’ “Dammit Yolanda stop being such a selfish bitch. I’ve done everything for you. You can’t just leave me with the brat alone.” Yolanda pimp slapped Henry across the face.  “How dare you cheating bastard! You have done nothing for me except giving me a daughter I that I love very much.”  “Please she’s not even your kid. You have nowhere to go and no way to support yourself.”  Yolanda didn’t say anything because she knew what he said was true.