Chapter 8
1192 Words
Gabriella
After sharing and pealing a layer from her past, my respect for her kinda leveled up. She is a strong person. From the rejection of her parents, the abuse they made her endure, and her father selling her off. It is a lot to take in for one person. To top it all off being stripped of your freedom as well as the last shred of dignity. Some people are not mentally strong for it. Even the man she loved never stuck around. She was left with me as a reminder but she never resented me for being part of the misfortunes of her life. She embraced me and gave me the love of my mother
For a person who did not receive the love of parents and who had to fight through every obstacle of life in order to survive, you'd expect a different outcome as a reflection of her past trauma. All the rejection, emotional and physical torture she had to endure. She chose a different outlet for all her pain. Raising me like a good parent in a strip club and trying as much as she could to preserve my innocence. With her, by my side, I never felt the absence of a father because she played both parental roles so we'll. Besides, in the strip club, there were so many fatherless children. The only children allowed to leave were the boys who had been acknowledged by their fathers of they could go to any relatives they had.
I'm glad I'm not a girl, because I would have probably left my mom alone in that horrible place. Being a girl made it possible for me to be with her. I'm glad I was not one of the people who eventually abandoned her. Anyway enough of that. I'm now at my favorite table in the bakery. The corner table near the glass window. My thinking and resting place. Diana is asleep in her cot inside my mother's office and mom as well as the staff members are busy with customers. I was busy scouting opening posts on the internet.
Mom's bakery is the best and always full but I don't want to work here for long. I want to join the cooperate field and have a boss with who I have no relation. I'll admit that having relations with boss give me certain perks but
I don't obsess about it. I want an actual boss who is a threat to my position. One who I'll have beg for penance and can't bullshit my way off trouble. The whole experience that comes with it. I won't completely abandon Sweet though. I'll come to lend a hand on weekends since it opens every day.
" Topez Group of Companies, assistant position vacant!" That immediately caught my attention. Seems like luck is shining on me today. I continued looking at the information slot. The position had been vacant for a little while. Oh no! the interview is scheduled for tomorrow. I'm not ready... but when will I be. I have my resume ready but I don't think I will be qualified enough since I don't have prior experience. Nah, I must stop being negative. This is an opportunity up for grabs and who knows? I might lucky enough to land the job. I'm going for it. I filled in the application and took a seat back and enjoyed the coffee and chocolate chip cookies freshly baked.
After enjoying the delicacy of mom's baking I stood up to check on my baby. She must be awake by now. It's a surprise she isn't crying her lungs out and causing a commotion. I got into the office and saw her with her eyes wide open, moving her arms around in the air making weird baby noises. She looked so cute.
" Hey, there my little gummy bear!" I exclaimed to her in a cooing voice. She smiled as she was happy to see me. I picked her up and gave her kisses on her face and hugged her close to my body. We provided each other with warms. Moments like these I cherish. They will end in no time and we'll only reminisce about them in the future.
I dangled her up in the air to smell if she needs a diaper change. She was okay thank goodness. I sat down with her in my arms and her attention was on my breasts. That's an indication of titty time. She doesn't like the formula, always hanging on my breast. How is she going to survive kindergarten? My poor baby will suffer my absence but she has to grow up and adapt to new changes.
" Alright, before you make a fuss let me feed you." With that, I took out my breast and put it in her mouth. Quickly she latched on it with vigor and sucked. It felt ticklish and funny but you get used to it. She kept on sucking as if she was milking me dry. The whole time I looked at her and she did the same. Her father's daughter with no doubt. No matter how hard I try to forget him I can't. Not when I have living constant reminder.
When she was done feeding I took the tit out of her mouth and manoeuvered it back into my shirt. Right then my mother came into the office. " Oh, here you are you two. Having a session without me?" she teased and sat on her office chair. " No I just came in to check on her, she wanted to feed," she hummed in response. This is the time to bring up the interview. " Anyway, what are you doing here? Shouldn't you be in the kitchen? " I asked her. She laid back on the chair and sighed. I placed Diana on my shoulder to make her burp. " Yes. I was in the kitchen. I left Selma there to finish up. it was getting too hot for me and I need some rest. I'll go back in a few. " I nodded in understanding. " It's good you are taking a break. You shouldn't overexert yourself. Doctor's orders, remember?" She rolled her eyes at me and I smirked. " Yea yea, I remember. Don't even get me started." Diana burped and I laid her on my arms again.
" I wanted to tell you something," she unconsciously nodded for me to go ahead. " I found an opening for an assistant position and I filled out an application." Her eyes widened at that and she sat up straight. " Really? " I nodded. " Yes. The interview is being held tomorrow. Can you stay with Diana till I come back?" She smiled sincerely at me. I could see the happiness shining in her eyes. " You don't even have to ask. I'll be with her. You go and do your best. " I outstretched my arm to her and she joined our hands. She is my greatest supporter and I'm hers. We have each other's backs and we do not become obstacles in each other's lives.
- Writer
