The message was evidently sent loud and clear to the two girls, as they managed to pay Nikki in full in the week she allotted for them. She made nearly $1,000 in one night and word began to spread. She would do the same for all the other proms in the area. In total, she made close to $10,000 for her work, but she knew that supplying teenagers with alcohol was not going to be a long-standing moneymaker. How she would take her business to the next level would come later, though.
Her time as a high school student was coming to an end and Nikki could not wait. With graduation day coming, she would have to come up with a speech as the valedictorian. It wasn’t something she was looking forward to and the school was not exactly pleased either. Prior to that fall, it would have been ecstatic -- and Nikki likely would have been too -- but those days are long passed.
Finally the day arrived and with her speech written, Nikki donned a tight blue blouse and tucked it into pair of tight fitting pair of white slacks, with a thick brown leather belt to tie it together and a pair of brown leather high-heeled boots that went to her mid-calf underneath her pant legs. The shirt exposed the large tattoo on her right arm, but her parents weren’t going to nitpick on this day, particularly since her gown would cover it up. It had been quite a while since they had a proud moment with their daughter.
Nikki chain-smoked in the car on the way to school to calm her nerves, but she was pretty confident in her speech. In the end, she was right to be confident as she delivered a strong speech. Her parents brimmed with pride as she walked across the stage to receive her diploma. It was like seeing the old Nikki again. That didn’t last long.
As soon as the ceremony was finished and she took pictures with her parents and friends, she took off her cap and gown, took a cigarette out of her purse and plucked it in her mouth as she walked to the sidewalk.
“Can we get away from these nerds now?” Nikki moaned through a massive exhale. “I’m done with this dump.”
Some parents who weren’t already aware of her transformation and certainly grandparents were shocked to see the school’s valedictorian puffing up a storm with a large tattoo on her arm. She no longer had to hide anything from anybody. Nikki was officially ready to start her adult life.
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About a month later Nikki would be having her graduation party. It wasn’t a party she wanted to have as it would be a night of dealing with relatives, friends of her parents and people from school. She figured she could add her own twist to it.
After a morning of lounging around, Nikki finally decided to get dressed for the party. She decided a on a tight black Harley Davidson tank top that went to her midriff and a pair of tight leather leggings with a rhinestone-covered black leather belt that hung loosely around her hips. She also put on a pair of black leather boots with a five-inch heel that went to her knee. She added her customary necklaces, along with a black bandana and her Kingsmen vest for the finishing touches. She checked her expensive watch and headed to the backyard to wait for guests to arrive.
Her parents were less than pleased with her outfit, but that was nothing new at this point. Nikki sat in the backyard under a tent with a pack of cigarettes and a beer. Needless to say most of the people were shocked when the teenager greeted them clad in leather, covered in tattoos and a haze of smoke surrounding her.
Around 8 p.m. Nikki was sitting next to her mother and one of her friends, making her way through another Marlboro Red Label 100 when a large roar came from down the street and into the driveway.
“Oh, Nicole you didn’t invite them, did you?” Her mother moaned.
“Fuck yeah, I did,” Nikki said excitedly.
Nikki got up to welcome her boyfriend and about 20 club members that she invited to the party as her guests in order liven things up a bit.
“Hey girl!” Nikki shouted to Marge with an unlit cigarette bouncing between her lips.
“Look at you!” Marge said to her. “You look fuckin’ hot, babe.”
“Thanks!” Nikki responded. “Help yourself to food and whatever.”
Nikki then sat back down with her mother and boyfriend, the former clearly upset with her daughter for inviting an outlaw motorcycle club to the house.
After about an hour the party was dwindling, except for the club, and Marge came back up to her. With a plate and a rolled up dollar bill.
“Hey graduation girl, wanna toot?” Marge asked her.
“Oh shit, yeah!” Nikki said as she got up and snorted a line of cocaine off the plate. Her mother simply sat in awe.
The party went on until late in the night. Her parents simply wanted these people to leave, but what could they do? Things were about to take another turn though.
As Nikki was making out with Mark on a chair by the table, she look around to see a drunk woman taking a cigarette out of her pack. The woman -- likely in her 40s -- wasn’t an ole lady, so this wasn’t going to fly.
“What the fuck are you doing?” Nikki shouted at the woman.
“I’m just bumming a smoke,” The woman slurred. Clearly she was drunk, but that wasn’t an excuse to Nikki.
“Well you didn’t ask me so you’re stealing a smoke,” Nikki barked, now chest-to-chest with her, staring down at her thanks to her high heels.
“I didn’t know they were yours,” She responded.
“You didn’t know they were mine?” Nikki shouted incredulously. “They were sitting right in front of me! We’re the only fucking people at this table!”
“What’s the big deal? It’s just one,” The woman barked back.
“The big fucking deal is that you’re a goddamn thief!” Nikki screamed.
“Well what are you going to do about it you little slut?” The woman said belligerently. “You’re a fucking poser. You ain’t nothin’ but spoiled little gi--”
Before she could finish her last word, Nikki clocked the woman right in the nose, breaking it instantly. She wasn’t done though. As the woman stumbled to the ground with blood spouting from her nose, Nikki grabbed her by the hair and dragged her back up, only to floor her again with a stiff punch to the gut. As she rolled on the ground, Nikki wound up and kicked her square in the face. This time she had become completely unhinged.
“What do you have to say now, bitch?” Nikki taunted as she continued her assault.
She then took off her belt, ripped the woman’s shirt off her back and began whipping her, the rhinestones catching her flesh every time. Finally Mark pulled her off, afraid Nikki might beat her to death. She appeared to settle down, putting her belt back on and lighting a cigarette. She casually smoked it and just as it was nearly spent, a cruel smile came across her face as Nikki squatted down, revealing her black thong in the process.
“Don’t you ever come to my house and disrespect me again,” Nikki whispered. “Next time you’ll leave in an ambulance.”
Just before she stood up, Nikki extinguished her cigarette on the woman’s chest as she writhed in agony. Adding insult to injury one more time, just as she was about to leave, Nikki stomped on the woman’s hand, making sure her stiletto heel came down directly in the middle of her palm.
“I don’t know which one of you motherfuckers brought her here, but you need to get her the hell out,” Nikki shouted, unlit cigarette bouncing in the corner of her mouth. “Now!”
Marge then rushed over to calm Nikki down.
“We should go,” Mark told her. “Don’t worry, we’ll make sure she doesn’t talk.”
Nikki thanked him and kissed him goodbye. Waiting to go inside until everyone roared back down the street. She looked in the window to see her parents staring out. The had blank expressions on their faces and she knew they had seen the whole thing.
When Nikki woke up the next morning -- closer to the next afternoon -- she stumbled into the kitchen to see her parents sitting at the table waiting for her.
“Nicole, we need to talk,” Her mother said.
“Can it wait until I have a smoke?” Nikki asked.
“No,” Her father said.
Nikki sat down at the table with her cup of coffee and listened to her parents.
“What we saw last night was scary,” Her father said. “You’re completely out of control. You did drugs and beat a woman within an inch of her life without a care in the world.”
“We’ve done everything we can to reach you,” Her mother continued. “But nothing has worked. Is this the road you want to go down?”
“Mother, this is who I am,” Nikki responded confidently. “I’m not going to change for anybody. I have never been in more control in my life.”
“Then we can’t allow you to live under our roof anymore,” Her mother said. “If you keep going the way you are, you’re going to end up dead or in jail and we can’t watch you throw away your life.”
“We want what’s best for you and maybe this will let you see that,” Her father said. “We’ll give you a week to find where you want to go, but after that you can’t stay here.”
Nikki didn’t say anything. She just stood up, grabbed her cup of coffee and went out on the deck to smoke. She wanted to be an adult. Now she was going to see what that type of life would be like.
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