From Riches to Rags

Chapter 2:This Life

Five years later

Kayladene's POV 

TRIGGER WARNING!!

"One more round on the table" shouted the man, too drunk to even keep his eyes open. 

I sighed, walking over to Ben the bartender as he poured the whiskey into the glass. He looked up at me, giving me his famous grin as he handed me the tray. 

"Just five more minutes" he reassured me, as he looked at his watch. 

"Can't you ask Trent to get them out "I asked. "He is the bouncer anyways...that's his job. 

"You know I can't.... managers order......from what I've heard they are some big businessmen, if we do something that they don't like, this bar is gone" he said, snapping his fingers for emphasis. 

He stopped stocking the drinks and stared at me. His face softened as he saw how tired I looked. 

"Look...just-" He was cut off by a shout coming from the table 

"How long does it take to get a damn drink" one of the men slurred, slamming his fist on the table, his friends laughing at his antics. 

I quickly grabbed the tray, taking a quick glance at Ben to see him giving me a look of pity. I place the drinks down on the table. And said, trying to put a smile on my face. 

"That's it for tonight, gentlemen. We are closing" 

The men looked at each other, looked up at me, then started laughing "This bar doesn't close until I say so.... now why don't you sit your little ass right here" one man said, patting his lap. 

You have got to be kidding me!! 

''I....I... I.....I can't do that. I have help with closing" I said as I started walking away. 

A hand grabbed my wrist tightly, jerking me towards it, I fell on the man's lap. 

"Ohh you are not going anywhere.... you are coming home with me" he whispered in my ear, his whiskey-stained teeth peering out at me, causing me to cringe. His friends heard and started laughing. He had a creepy smirk on his face that sent a shiver straight to my spine. His smile got wider as he saw the effect he had on me. I started to tremble in fear as his hands started to trail up my waitress uniform. 

"Pl....please don't do this..." I begged. 

The sick bastard only trailed his hands further up 

Oh, dear God, please 

"Ohh princess.... you can't expect me to keep my hands off you after you have been prancing around here all night in this......can you?" he said, lifting the uniform skirt past my thighs. 

This uniform has caused me so many problems in the past, it's way too short and fits a close fit to my figure. That is what I had told my manager, but he just shooed me away saying something about how customers need come first. 

"Sir please stop, I'm begging you...."I tried pleading when I was cut off by Ben 

"Kay...the manager needs to see you.... he says its urgent. 

Ohh thank heavens 

While the man was distracted by what Ben said, I hurriedly got up and dashed to the break room. Ben came rushing in through the door. 

"Are you OK? Did he do anything to you" he said, approaching me. I held up my hands, stopping him from coming any closer. 

"I'm fine.... I just want to go home to my child" I said, walking to my locker. I grabbed my bag and put on my sweater. 

"I'll take you home "he said. Before I could protest, he was already out the door. He opened his jeep door for me to get in, then ran around to the other side. 

The drive home was quiet. Ben was staring straight ahead with a small frown on his face. When we arrived at my apartment, he looked like he wanted to say something but decided against it. 

"Thank you" I said while getting out. He just nodded and drove off. 

I opened my apartment and found Hilda the babysitter watching television. She switches it off as I walk in. Miss Mariana is an old Columbian that barely says anything because she doesn't speak English. 

I know she wasn't the ideal person for babysitting, but she was the only person I could afford without going through an agency. 

"You early" she said. I just nodded and placed my bag on the table. 

"Today, Friday, Miss Kay" she said, walking towards me. I got confused until I realized what she was implying. 

Ohh shoot!! 

"Miss Mariana....I...I..."I. She trailed off shaking my head, she looks at me with disappointment written all over her face 

"Two weeks now.... you pay today, Miss Kay." 

"I'm sorry miss Mariana, I can't pay you this week" 

"I am done ",she grabbed her bag, heading to the door. 

She is quitting!! 

"Miss... please I can't get anybody else.... please" I begged her 

"No tienes dinero!!...no puedo trabajar sin dinero… estas en quiebra!!, she curses "debería volver a casa no puedo trabajar más para estos pobres estadounidenses" she murmed as she slammed my door 

No! No! 

I sat on the couch with my head in my hands. 

What was I going to do now? I can't afford another babysitter. 

I got up and went to my room to see my only reason for living to sleep peacefully with his teddy snuggled in his arms. 

I stripped out of my clothes and slowly laid beside him, hugging him close. I replay everything that happened today as tears slip down my face. I quickly wiped it away. 

"Things are going to get better my baby" I whispered as I drifted off to sleep. 

Christopher's POV 

"Damn girl" I moaned as I threw her on the bed. I hovered over her and went down to her neck leaving trails of red marks,. Meanwhile she was a moaning mess. 

She sounds like a Hyena! 

Suddenly there were loud bangs coming from outside the door. I jumped up, ready to grab my gun, when I heard 

" Oh not so fast Chrissy boy..." 

I stopped moving and turned around to see my worst nightmare standing there with a gun pointing at me. He looked at the girl on my bed who looked like she was about to s**t herself. 

"Get the f**k out!!" 

She jumped up and ran out the door. He turned to me with a smirk on his face. 

"You're here enjoying yourself when you should be at the office making me some money......" 

"I wouldn't call it much of an enjoyment" I replied. 

He burst out laughing, then stopped a second later, his face returning to its normal emotionless self. 

Creepy much!! 

"I need 50 million by tomorrow" he said. 

"What you know I can't give you that amount by tomorrow...the finance board is getting suspicious about where all this money is going" I said 

"f**k the damn finance board!!.... you're the boss.... get me my money" he said and walked out the door. 

I sighed and sat on the on the bed 

I can't do this s**t no more 

I went downstairs to the bar to drink my pain away 

I've got to get out of this! 

Spanish Translation: You have no money!!.... I can't work for no money...you are broke!! she cursed" I should go back home.I can't work for these poor Americans anymore. .