I write songs, not tragedies

Chapter 14: Recovery

Five days after mother woke up and she is now ready for discharge.

The doctor already discussed all the therapy she needs as well as her medicines. We're just waiting for the hospital bill.

The nurse came in and handed me the breakdown of the bill then left. As expected, this isn't a public hospital. From what I earned for mother, it wasn't even half of the bill.

Thankfully, she is resting and couldn't see how problematic I am right now. I left her room for a moment, I need some air.

I sat down on the chair looking down with my hands on my head, I still got the bill in my hands. I was shocked when someone took the bill from me and looked up, it was Oliver!

He coldly said "It's already paid. Don't be so dramatic"

I never expect him to pay for mother's bill. I got up and said "You didn't have to!"

He looked at me confused "How about a 'thank you'?" He said angrily.

I retaliated "You r*aped me and paid my mother's hospital bills and expected me to thank you? I'll pay you back"

"She still needs therapy and take all her medicines" he reminded me. "If you work for me then I'll consider that the debt is paid"

"No" I quickly answered. "I already have a job and I will pay you back for sure"

"What job? Singing with your band? Do you think you can pay me with that within one month?"

I was shocked at his words 'one month'. I was about to say something but he already left.

I don't understand him. He already has money but still wants me to pay him in a month. He already destroyed me, what more does he want?