FORBIDDEN SECOND CHANCE MATE

My feet was moving but I was stuck. I felt like all the air in my lungs was being sucked out. "Someone help me!" I screamed but no one came. No one would come. I was alone. He was getting closer and closer and I closed my eyes as I felt the shadows slowly begin to envelope me. I woke up screaming at the top of my lungs. I blinked a couple times to realize that I hadn't gone anywhere. I was in my room, in my small shabby apartment with my roommate. "It's just a dream" I whispered in the darkness of my room. The only sound that could be heard was the sound of the creatures of the night who had come out to play. I layed back on the bed as I listened to the sound, my eyelids slowly dropping as I went back into a dreamless sleep. The sound of nature was the only thing that could calm me down. The next morning I woke up late. My job at the dinner starts by eight am, and it was already nine thirty. "Oh s**t!" I panicked, running into the bathroom to brush my teeth. I didn't bother taking a shower because I had no time to do so. I ran my hands through my dark hair as I threw on a pair of jeans. How was I going to explain to Matt that I had overslept because I keep having nightmares. Matt was my boss. "You're late" he said with spit flying out of his mouth and into My face. I refrained from wiping them off, but it was disgusting. I bowed my head " it won't happen again I promise" "That was what you said the other three times Isla. Do you really need this job?" He said. His beer gut protruding out of his shirt like an eight month pregnant woman. "I do need this job Matt" I pleaded. My grey eyes wide in fear. I couldn't get fired, not now. I was so close to saving enough money so that I could get out of this hellhole. This godforsaken place. I knelt down in front of him "please don't fire me. I would do anything" I pleaded desperately. "Anything?" He asked, gauging how desperate I was. " Get up" I got up and met his stare. He had a smile on his face. One that didn't reach his eyes. "Come to my office" he said , tilting his head in the direction of his office I followed behind him, like an obedient sheep ready to be slaughtered. Matt was the general manager and also the owner of Mama coops diner. It was a small shabby restaurant in a big city. I have been working here for a year now and the place has grown remarkable since I came. Customers had increased and the tips were very generous. Mostly because our customers were males who kept oogling at the waitresses. I guess being pretty had it's perks sometimes "Sit down" he ordered and I obeyed. I sat down on the old worn out chair in his office. His office was a tad bit bigger than a broom closet. "I'm not getting fired am I" I asked, skeptical. "Of course not" he licked his lips " as long as your a good girl" I nodded my head in understanding. He wants something from me, something that I wasn't willing to give and he couldn't have. I stared at him " you know you're old enough to be my dad right. Maybe that's why I always felt this connection between us. You're like the father I never had" I was playing innocent with him. "But I'm not your father" I couldn't miss the annoyance in his tone. "But you could be" I said, my eyes wide and innocent. I have always been told I had the face of an angel. Well I hope I actually did, cause today, I need that angelic face. "You said you're willing to do anything to keep your job right" he said, going back to his original subject. He moved closer, placing his beefy and sweaty palm on my thigh. Thank God I was wearing pants and not a skirt. The thought o him touching my skin, made my insides crawl "Of course." I smiled cheerfully " I can cook and clean and take extra shifts if you want" His jaw ticked in anger. " Quit playing games with me isla! You're not a kid" he snapped at me "I just clocked 19 two months ago. So technically I'm not really an adult either" I countered His hand on my thigh became tighter as he pulled me closer. I gasped in pain. "I will have you isla and there is nothing you can do about it" he said through gritted teeth. His breath smelt like salmon and I fought the need to gag. I had been through this with my father, and every male in my life. They all wanted something from me, something I wouldn't give them. So this wasn't a surprise for me. I plastered a huge smile on my face, my pink lips trembled a little bit I ignored it. I pulled his hand away from my thigh and got up. "I'll be sure to clock in early tomorrow matt" I said He stared at me dumbfounded. He did not expect me to react that way. Did he think that I was going to cower in fear. "Are you insane?" He asked, his nose flaring. "Did you think I was normal?" I asked. Black hair and grey eyes seemed like a normal combination. But on me it looked deathly. I don't mean to brag, but I was gorgeous. But my beauty had done more harm than good. My mother abandoned me at birth, leaving me to my abusive father who loved to gamble. He had friends who came over and once they saw the beautiful little girl in the house, all alone, the primal side of their body is awakened. They never succeeded in doing what they wanted for some reason. I was still a virgin. But they sure as hell couldn't keep their hands to their selves. The subtle way they touched any part of my skin that was exposed, every chance they got. I started wearing long sleeved clothes cause of that, even in summer. How their hands always lingered far too long, moving higher and wanting to explore something that wasn't theirs. It was disgusting. Then there was my father. He had loved alcohol so much that the only thing he left behind when he died was a pile of empty bottles and debt for me to pay.