Thread: My Best Friend's Father (nothingbutporcelain and Google)

Callie ran a hand through her long blonde hair as she checked her reflection in the floor length mirror. She and her best friend, Cassie were supposed to go out tonight. She was planning on going over to her house first so they could get ready together and then they would be going out to a party. Callie was pretty much already dressed and ready for the party. Her long blonde hair was perfectly straight and looking better than ever before. Her makeup was flawless. As usual when she was going out she wore dark, dramatic eye makeup. It wasn't goth or anything like that. It looked more like the makeup models would wear on a catwalk. Callie was definitely thin enough to be a model so it made sense that she would look like that. Callie slipped a flask of vodka into her purse before heading out to her car. To say Callie had a lot of problems would be an understatement. It all started when she was around thirteen years old. She could remember that day more than anything else in the world. It wasn't a memory she wanted to keep since it was a horrible one but sadly it was stuck in her head. The only way she could get it out was why drinking, doing drugs and having lots of casual, unprotected sex. That was why she did all of that so much. She knew it was bad but she just couldn't help it. It made her numb and kept her from thinking about anything about her past. It was all too painful to deal with. Her father came into her room and raped her that night. Most thirteen year old girls had loving fathers but Callie's father was different than all of theirs. She had to fight to try to keep him out of her bed. She was a young girl so she didn't really know if it was wrong or not. Her father told them that it was perfectly normal for them to have sex but they couldn't tell anyone, not even her mother. She did what he said because she didn't know any better and she was too embarrassed to admit to anyone what was going on. So a few years later when she was sixteen and her father was on trial for murdering her mother she blamed herself. He said he did it to be with his only daughter. He claimed that Ana her mother was constantly getting in the way. Callie couldn't help but blame herself for the murder. If she had just told someone maybe her father would have been put away a long time ago so this never would have happened. It was so horrible carrying this blame around, that was why she drank so much. Plus she knew deep down that her mother had known about what her father was doing to her the whole time and never told anyone about it. She would never tell anyone this but she was actually a little mad at her dead mother for this. She thought parents were supposed to protect her children and all her mother ever did was stand by and watch as her husband destroyed her only daughter. Callie and Cassie had been friends during this terrible time. She knew Callie before any of the bad stuff happened to her. There were a lot of things about Callie that Cassie and the whole high school didn't know. For example none of them knew exactly what her father had been doing to her all these years. She didn't really want anyone knowing about that. It was so embarrassing. Cassie definitely didn't know about how she liked to do cocaine and how she worked as a stripper to pay her bills. She was a seventeen year old girl with her own apartment. She had to do something for money and since she loved seducing men and taking her clothes off it seemed perfect for her. Cassie knew she liked to party and would often disappear with a guy for a few hours and not say anything about where she'd been but she didn't know just how messed up Callie was. Callie was too afraid that Cassie would ditch her if she knew the truth. They were close but Callie had a hard time with trusting people. That was her father's fault. Callie was a very short and petite girl, being only 5'1 and just barely ninety-five pounds. She was very thin but she wasn't so small that it was unattractive. Despite her small size she actually had some nice breasts. They weren't massive or anything but they were easily a C cup. Plus they were very perky because she was so skinny. Callie had a body that girls would kill for her. She was short but she had the legs of a supermodel. No wonder so many guys at her school liked her. Callie also had long blonde hair and dark, almost navy blue eyes. Her skin was some what tan all the time but it never looked fake or anything. It was completely natural. Some people might think she was fake with her good looks but she would never change her body through surgery. She didn't need to do that, she was perfect the way she was. Yes, she had some issues with eating and would often starve herself. That was another consequence of her mother's death. She just couldn't hold down food anymore. That was another reason she was so thin. Callie pulled up into her friend's driveway and walked up to the front door, knocking on the door. What she didn't know was that Cassie had been forced by her mother to go visit her grandmother for the weekend. Only Cassie's father was at the house and she would soon find that out. She stood there in her tiny black mini dress that was very short and low cut, revealing her ample cleavage. Her impossibly long legs looked even longer in her five inch black stiletto heels. She was definitely dressed to kill.