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by Shadetom00

by Shadetom00

There I stood fearing what was gonna happen the next minute and then I heard it in a very menacing voice, "Talitha...you're FIRED". My boss said with a smug grin on his face. At that moment I lost my pride and fell on my knees;

"Roger please you cant do this to me, I have a sick mother and sister to feed" I said with tears brimming my eyes.

"My my, Lita dear" He touched my hair and I brushed his hand off, he laughed and said "Still feisty even in distress. Only if you would abide on my terms and conditions then you wont be on your knees begging me like your life depended on it...Oh I actually forgot, your life depends on my decision to accept you or reject you. you know you'll be nothing without this job and yet you still decide to keep that worthless purity which you'll still loose to a man of my kind and......" that was it, I gritted my teeth in anger, clenched my fists and stood up;

"That's enough Roger. You know what, keep your dumb stricken job to the next slut cause I'll never sell myself for $5 dollars per hour. I'll leave but just so you know, I'll be back and I'll make sure you're on your knees begging." I bellowed gaining a new level of confidence.

He chuckled " I love your confidence but I wish you'll make the right decision for your dying mother".

Ignoring him, I went behind the counter, picked my old worn out grey bag and my black water bottle; Turning to leave, I gave Roger and my co-worker who clinged to his arms like her life depended on it which is now an ex one final glare and said "Poor Ella is still fucking old Roger while momma is at home praising the new-found slut" I said with a sweet sarcastic smile while she gave me a death glare and lunged forward to hit me but Roger held her in place.

"Fuck off bitch, I never want to see you around here." Roger said with anger.

And then I walked out of the store and the cool air of New York hit me in the face. I thought of how to break this news to mum and Tiffany, I thought of how it would crush them. Being the only financial support of my family, I had to get another job before the week runs out. The pressure is just too much on me; I have to be strong, I have always been strong but now I don't think I can do it anymore.

I broke down in tears, I never cried, not even once since he stepped out of our lives; He left, he left us with nothing but debts which I've not been able to pay in full, he left me, he left mum and Tiffany. He promised to come back, he promised to take us with him but it's been five horrible years of us living from hand to mouth and suffering a lot of embarrassment from the loan sharks and he still hasn't picked my calls or texted me back. I sat at the road side balling my eyes out, passers by looking at me like I had just gone mad.

I wanted to scream, I wanted to meet him and slap him, telling him how much pain and misery he had made us go through but I just sat there with a tear stained cheek . I was weak both emotionally and physically, I didn't know how to start or where to start from but i just knew I had to go job hunting tomorrow. My life sucks.

Her name's Talitha. Her amazon figure sat well on her wafer-thin body. Her waist was tapered and her pale complexion was impeccable. A pair of arched eyebrows looked down on her luscious sweeping eyelashes. A sculptor could not have fashioned her delicate ears framed with a cute button nose any better. Filed to perfection, her beautiful fingernails ran through her dark curly auburn hair that crashed to her mid-back; Spools of it plunged around her photogenic face and hid a swan's neck, elegant and smooth. what was more outstanding were these pair of captivating green eyes she possessed. They were like two emerald-green jewels melted into snow. Her calamine-pink lips were lilac soft and looked like they tasted like nectar.

As she sat there crying she made up her mind to live life as it is. She wiped her tears and motionlessly walked back home.