"Wow, this looks just like home," Jessica said, looking from the corner shop to the pizza shop to the bar just down the road. In fact, the more she looked the more she spotted places that looked just like home. In fact...
"Well well, the slut returns. What's the matter, Jessica, couldn't figure out which way Las Vegas was?" a voice taunted.
Jessica grimaced, recognizing the voice of the boy she hated the most - her step-brother.
"No, Greg, I just delayed my trip a day," she explained to the the bane of her existance. Ever since their parents had met Greg had made it a point to annoy her. He'd sold pictures of her naked and masturbating, and somehow got videos of her with guys. It was because of him that she had a reputation as a slut, and he'd always wanted to get into her pants.
"Yeah sure. Hey, I heard Chad's looking for you. Something about owing him money. Don't you know you gotta pay your drug dealer and pimp?" he laughed, and the group of boys around him laughed along.
Jessica glared. She'd only done a few drugs here and there. "I've never had a pimple in my life!" she objected, making them laugh even more for some reason before they moved toward the bar. Greg, being 21, was becoming a regular at the bar, whereas Jessica always had to bribe guys to get her drinks.
Jessica briefly debated tagging along with Greg, who'd probably make her do something stupid as 'admission', or maybe seek out Chad to see what he wanted. Of course, she could just go back to what she was about to do, but being home again she thought she might as well just go home, gather some stuff, and get ready to leave for good. On the other hand, there was a guy she knew who could probably replace her license. |