About Me

Tulsa, Oklaholma
My name is Angela Grace Shepard. Some people call me Ange or Angel. Guys are automatically attracted to me, it's just the way I am. I have long dark brown almost black hair and light green-blue eyes. I am kinda cocky and sarcastic, but you'll probably grow to love me anyway, it's just my personality. My brothers are Tim and Curly Shepard who are basically the biggest greasers in this lovely little town of Tulsa. So if you screw with me, good luck taking them on. I can kick ass and fight though, my brothers didnt leave me completely defenseless.















Me, Myself & I(:

Me, Myself & I(:

Wednesday, September 22, 2010

Just Gonna Stand There and Watch Me Burn? WELL IT'S NOT ALRIGHT.

My brothers are two of the best friends that a girl could ever have.



That is if you have huge tits a nice plump ass and bucket loads of money. I thought we were in it together; loyal until the day we died, bound by blood. One of those gutless ass holes hung me out to dry and I think you all know who it is...



It happened at none other than Buck's; a typical Tuesday night. Well, I used to think that I know better now that Tuesdays are no longer typical if anything they're even more extraordinary. As I was saying I walked into Buck's in my armor; aka my make-up done, hair straightened, short skirt, and shirt unbuttoned a little more than it should have been. Wearing my slut-like get-up is a way to protect myself. Sure, it sounds totally retarded but it's true. I know that on the inside I'm not a whore but wearing those clothes is like wearing a costume and acting out a part of my life, so if someone gets mad at me they aren't getting made at the real me, they're getting mad at my character. I have an insanely screwed up mind but it makes sense in my head.

But hey, that's how I roll those typical Tuesday nights, I like to spice it up a little, I'd made a tradition to go there every Tuesday and just let loose, get crazy, and let Tulsa's wild child break free. Anyway my brothers and I like to make Tuesday night our night the night we go out party and make all those who hate us hate us more. So I walked into Buck's strutting that famous Shepard strut and swaying my hips a little, I got a few whistles in return and sauntered up to the table in the back where my brothers and their gang sat.

"Hey, I said as I took a seat at the table."
"Tim, ya got anything for me tonight that can make me go really wild? Different than the usual?" I asked. I got high only on Tuesdays, just that one night I had to let go and lose control, the one night where I could be whoever I wanted, is that too much to ask? Apparently so.

"Yeah sure, Angel, here, knock yourself out, he replied with a smirk." I saw Curly out of the corner of my eye shift uncomfortably in his seat.

"Uhh, Tim, I don't mean to mean to shit on your parade but are you sure that' shit's alright? That's LSD, what if she has a bad trip or-,
"Bro, ya gotta trust me, would I give our own little sister something that could seriously harm her? Besides Angel can handle it." I nodded in approval at Tim's trust in me and Curly's over-protectiveness, I grabbed the drugs and went to go sit at the bar. I popped a few pills into my beer and took a swig, a few minutes after, I felt insanely drunk, and I was getting really dizzy so I made my way over to the couch and within minutes my world went black. I woke up, minutes, hours, days later, I didn't know with my clothes off. I looked up at the ceiling and realized I was in a room at Buck's. I rolled over and realized some half naked jerk from my brother's gang had his arm slung across my bare hip. I jumped up and screamed at the top of my lungs and I heard movement from outside the door. Tim came in and stared at me, "What's that matter, Angela, he asked in a calm voice." First of all, I had no idea what was going, second I didn't even know if I had been fucked or what, and third, why was my big brother so calm about all of this? "WHAT'S WRONG?! ARE YOU MENTALLY UNSTABLE WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?!" "Just tryin' to make some extra money, that's all, he replied lighting up a smoke."
"YOU WHAT?! YOU'VE BEEN SELLING ME! TIM SHEPARD TELL ME YOUR JOKING!" The greaser next to me had woken up and said, "Naw, he's serious as a heart attack, but lemme tell ya, paying him $100 was well worth it, he said as he scooted closer to me as began to kiss my neck." I screamed at the top of my lungs and thrashed and kicked until he fell off of the bed.

Tim had left me there, with a complete stranger, to do whatever he pleased with me. I had never felt so alone in my life. My own brother had zero respect for me. If I thought my life could get any worse than before, I'd hit an all time low. All of a sudden the last person I expected to see walks in; Ponyboy. I quickly covered the sheets up around me and his eyes bulged out of his head.
"Holy shit, Angela I'm sorry! I didn't see anything..! Didn't mean to interrupt!"
"No, Pony, it's okay trust me, nothing is going on here, this my ass hole of a brother has been selling me to sleazy greasers for months."
And that was when the reality hit me and I hit rock bottom literally. My world went black and I passed out.

To be continued...

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