Chapter 2: No job

I entered the house to meet it dead and quiet, I knew Mom was definitely somewhere around the house.

The piece and quiet was what I needed to comfort myself, having walked out of this house as an employee yesterday, I was entering it jobless.

One question I kept on asking myself was if the end result was worth it. The pleasure and moans, was it worth the exchange for my job?.

A night of pleasure with my boss! Ex boss where he couldn't even remember that he had broken my hyphen.

I remembered how he didn't even look at me once while sacking me, he knew my story but yet he did this all for the sake of keeping the rules.

Did I disgust him so much that he couldn't even tamper justice with mercy for my mom's sake.

I wondered what I would tell her, I was nothing without her so therefore I wasn't going to sit back and watch death snatch her away from my hands while I watched.

Like a zombie, I walked to my room before sinking on my knees and crying my heart out.

All for a night!, My subconscious kept on mocking me for years, I had always looked up to him with eyes full of affection and adoration.

At this point it was safe to say that I was stupid and in love with the devil himself.

After working faithfully for him for two years, he threw me out like I was trash and he had no value for me.

I heard footsteps making me stand up and practically run to my closet to wipe my tears away from the searching eyes of my mom.

Just as I dropped the cloth I had used to clean my tears, she walked in.

All thoughts and worries about loss of job flew out of the window as I saw how frail and thin she was looking and I couldn't help but ask, "Mom are you okay?".

She chuckled, pretending to be okay but I could see right through her.

It made me wonder how I much I had sunk into my job that I couldn't even recognize my own mom any more.

"Is there a reason why I'm not okay?" Mom asked playfully but I could see behind those fake smiles.

"Have you seen the doctor lately?" I asked her not pretending to flow along with her plain lies.

"Hmm No but..." Mom began but I stopped her immediately from selling those lies, when would she understand that she was so transparent as easy to see right through.

"But what Mom?" I asked her making her frown at me.

"You don't get to shout at me young woman, I'm not some baby, I'm your mother and I demand respect too".

That move also wasn't going to go past me either, "Mom, just promise me that you'd see the doctor" I said pouring my emotions into my words before hugging her tightly.

I would have probably cried on her shoulder but I had to be stronger than that for her.

She needed me most at this time and the best I could do was to smile and pretend all was okay.

Shortly after mom left, I laid on my bed thinking of how things ended up this way.

My mind began to carelessly wander towards the issue that led to all these, last night.

A party to remember was the theme of the night and surprisingly to me, it was indeed one.

A phone call immediately drew me out of my thoughts, bringing me back to present. With high hopes that it was probably my boss calling to inform me that he needed me.

Upon seeing the caller, I frowned and decided to let it ring because we had nothing to talk about anymore, she should be pretty aware that I no longer work for fiancee.

Mom would pop in my room once in awhile to check up on me and everytime she did, I smiled.

The night soon dawned on me and I quickly retired to bed to avoid mom's calls.

Tomorrow was another day to get a job even though I knew it would pay less, a job was still a job and was far better than being jobless.

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Next morning

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I woke up feeling lighter and hungry, last night after retiring to bed mom popped in an tried waking me up.

My stomach grumbled and make me frown, I was so hungry that everything was beginning to look like food.

Grudgingly, I walked downstairs and then straight into the kitchen.

Upon opening the fridge a paper fell off and I would have normally ignored it but then Mom's name caught my attention.

It was a doctor's report, if I can remember clearly mom's facial reaction to my worry and then to my question on seeing the doctor,she surely looked suspicious.

I could hold back from myself from peer inside and seeing the report I saw make my heart thump fast against chest.

I started reading out, "Patient have been diagnosed of high levels of white blood cells and low platelet, at stage four of leukemia…" I paused and frowned.

Stage four of Leukemia?

I wondered how bad it was and how long more, just leukemia alone had reduces her years of survival to 5 years.

My appetite disappeared and was immediately replaced with the zeal to work

It was this zeal that had me standing in front of a restaurant nearby after two after hours

There was something about this place that assured me that I was getting nothing here.

Starting from the way they had received me in and the rude remarks that was thrown my way before the interview.

I knew there was no way I was going to be called back here after the stunts that was being pulled in there, a tear slipped out of my eyes as I walked through the door.

All these happened after a night with my crush and ex boss, my phone rang interrupting my thoughts.