Amira’s POV
Nelly drew closer to me, looking straight to my eyes. “What if I say I know someone that can help but you'll be giving something in return?”
“Giving something In return?” I asked, after thinking for a second, I gasped.
“I am not going to become a prostitute!” I shouted.
“What the hell, relax!. That's not what I meant” she said, suddenly bursting into laughter.
I sighed in relief and faced her again. “So what do you mean?”
She stopped laughing and cleared her throat. “Remember when I told you I got a contract last year and I went away for a while and I was paid a huge sum”
I recalled the event without having to think about it. “Yes I do. The one you used in paying for this place, getting designer and branded bags, clothes and shoes and jewelries and you quit your job cause you felt the money would last forever and….”
“Okay that's enough b***h” She cut me off and I looked at her, her facial expression made me burst into a loud laughter.
She watched me laugh for a while, after several seconds, my laughter died down. I felt alive again.
“Oh wow” she said, clapping her hands.
“So it took my misfortune to get you to smile again” she said with smiles on her face and I returned the smile.
“Okay back to what you were talking about” I drew her attention back.
“Right!”
She continued. “I got involved in a 6 months relationship as a contract girlfriend.”
“What!” I shouted.
I was shocked. Initially, I had thought she had traveled for a huge job.
“Wow Nelly, you've got some guts” I shook my head. Amazed at my friend.
“Yeah whatever” she flipped her hair dramatically before becoming serious again.
“You can actually do same thing. Get the money and pay for your mum’s surgery.”
I looked at her, unable to speak. I suddenly drifted into thoughts. I had never been involved with a man I didn't love before.
“Stop thinking about it” her voice broke me out of my thoughts.
“But what is something goes wrong? What if my mum finds out?” I muttered.
“Look, nothing will go wrong. After the fixed time of agreement, you'll get divorced and part ways”
“I’m gonna get divorced?! I thought it a fake marriage kind of thing.”
“Yea it is, but to the public eyes, you're getting divorced”
“Ohh” I muttered.
“Listen to me Amira” Nelly squated in front of me, taking my hands.
“You need to do this for you mum. If anything happens to her, you'll regret it for the rest of you life”
I looked down at my friend. She was right, what other choice do I have? I had a limited time to save my mum.
After a brief moment of thought, I finally gave in. I nodded my head.
“Let’s do this” I told my friend.
“That’s the spirit!” she smiled.
She got up and picked her phone, she dialed a number and it rang for few seconds before the person on the other end picked.
I watched her talk to the person who seems to be a woman. Still nervous and thinking about the decision I have just made. After about a minute, the call finally came to an end.
Nelly turned to look at me, her facial expression screamed hope.
“Well?” I asked, hoping for a positive response.
“There’s an open slut!” she shouted.
“Oh my goodness!” is sighed in relief.
“Common, fix your face, you need to look good so you get a rich guy!”
“Does that even matter?”
“Of course it does! The richer the client, the bigger the pay!”
She dragged me into her room for a makeover.
##An hour later.
We were seated in an office. A huge lady sat across the table. She has been on a call since we got in and so we were patiently waiting for her.
“I’ll get it done as soon as possible Sir, trust me” she said lastly before the call finally came to an end.
The woman stared at me. “Is she the one?” she asked.
“Yes Alice. Pretty right?”
I kept quiet, a bit anxious and hoping things go well. The woman looked at me, her eyes boring into mine. I shifted uncomfortably on my spot.