All Chapters of Poppie: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

PoppieIt didn’t have to be this way. Unfortunately, I didn’t have a choice in the matter. However, everything happens for a reason. Why this shit happened to me, I really don’t know.I didn’t ask to be born, but I was. I didn’t really have a fucking choice. And here I am trying to figure out my life, without any directions.I aged out of the system, so I’ve been on my own since I was 18 yrs old. Here I am 5 yrs later, still struggling just as hard as I did when I was in the facility.I got my friend, Shayla, who helps me out from time to time. She hooked me up with the temp job she works with, so I make money, just not a lot. Right now, I have a studio apartment but by the way shit keeps happening, I may be losing it too. Rent seems to be going up across the city and my landlord is an asshole.I don’t know if he actually owns the building or if he just works for the person who does but this motherfucker gets on my last nerves. Every time he sees me, he always smiles and calls me “Sno

VanessaI was born a business woman. A woman with stature and grace, yet a wolf when it comes to running a business and making it grow. My father raised me without knowing he did. I watched him from afar. He didn’t want me to run the family business. He wanted me to marry well to be able to merge with another company. He saw me as an asset to build a business. I saw him for who he was - a man using a woman for financial gain.My mother wasn’t phased by it at all. She enjoyed the lavish life and she didn’t give a fuck what my father did. She had her guy on the side as did my father, who would meet up with his significant other, outside the home.They catered to my brother as he would run the family business and I would only inherit a few properties, however, I would not have the deciding opinion when it came to the full family business. So I decided to build my own, doing what I love to do best.After my husband of 7 yrs died and left me alone with our adopted son, Samuel, I decided I

PoppieI don’t know what the fuck happened with Austin but when shit hit the fan with Mike and Shayla, things started changing between Austin and I. Normally, he would call me in the mornings before I had to work on his way to workout. It was nice to hear from him regularly. It made me smile knowing someone wanted to talk to me at the beginning of their day.Austin would video call me at night before I went to bed; he would want to know how my day went and shit. He made me feel like someone really wanted me for me. But then the shit happened with Mike and Shayla and Austin became withdrawn. Slowly the morning calls started to decrease to the point, I went an entire week without getting a call from him.I called him and he would answer sometimes, but he was always about to start practice, about to join a game or he was about to go to bed. Other times, the phone would just ring. I said fuck it after a few weeks, I got the fucking hint. He wanted to distance himself from his cousin and a

ShaylaI finally got Poppie over to my apartment and set her up in the extra bedroom. I intentionally decided to get a 2 bedroom, so I could find Poppie and help her out. We have been through a lot together and I know she was struggling when I left. I was like her protector, I took care of her when we were in the facility because all we had was each other. She was like my sister.The first week of detox was hard for Poppie as she went through a lot of shit getting off the cocaine fix. Within the first day, which was the day I found her, she informed me that she had just taken two lines. I didn’t see any need to wait for her to detox so we started shortly after she moved in.Poppie started experiencing withdrawals within a few hours after her last hit. I had taken a personal leave, so I had the next few days off to help her get back on her feet. At times, Poppie was exhausted and sweating so much, she would get pissed off at me because I wouldn’t turn on the air conditioning. If she wa

PoppieI couldn’t believe what was happening to me. It had to be a dream. Shayla hooked me the fuck up for real. I couldn’t believe I had stepped in the office of the Notorious Madame -Ms. Vanessa McBride. Her shit was tight. Everyone looked so nice in the office, just working a normal job. I must admit, it wasn’t what I expected even though I really didn’t have any idea what to expect, but it was definitely not this.The office looked like any other office I had worked for my temp assignments. It had a huge sign above the front desk that read ‘Elegant Industries’. I felt a bit out of place because I really didn’t know what to expect. Shayla just told me to come to the office and let them know that I was Candidate #6.I walked over to the desk wearing an outfit that Shayla bought for me. I know I looked presentable as she picked it out for me. Her style has improved dramatically and the idea that she can afford these things is something we’ve always dreamed about. I’m about to look ni