The sacrifice? 1
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“How do you keep doing that? Your wife is sick, I work three jobs to cover the bills and you take everything to go gambling”
“Honey”
“No Mom, he needs to hear this.” I look at her and then at him
“But my words fall on a wall. Tomorrow you will do the same” he looks at me
“I can't stop”
“Unbelievable. Your wife is sick on the bed, your daughter doing three jobs trying to cover all this and you saying, I can't stop. You kind of husband and father you are”
“No good enough”
“No, you're not”
“Can I have the money now?” he asks again
“No, you can't. I have to pay the rent and Mom's medicine tomorrow”
“Anna you don't understand. If I don't go with the money they will kill me”
“And if I don't pay the rent mom will be on the streets and she will not have her medicine. Sorry but not sorry. You messed up, find a way to get out”
“Anna” he raised his voice at me
“I'm your father” I leave the glass of water that help my mother drink and I walk to him
“You lost that right a long time ago. I'm not scared of you and honestly, my mom's life is more important than your’s now. Get out and never come”
“You can't do that”
“I pay everything in here so I can do whatever I want”
“Listen to me”
“Get out before I call the police” he heard the police and his face changes
“We not done”
“Yes we are” I shout back
“Honey he is your father”
“He never acted like one mom. I have to get ready for work”
“You should stop this night job honey. You don't sleep enough”
“I can't mom. You know that. Your pension is not enough to cover your treatment” I say and I see her looking outside
“Mom, look at me”
“I will be ok. The results next month will be good and we will take a breath”
“And you will stop working so much” I smile and kiss her. I walk to the closet and start to get dressed. We live in a bedroom apartment, my mom sleeps in the bedroom and I take the couch in the living room. I come home only to sleep so it's enough. The last two years were hard. I stopped college to help my mom and I do three jobs now to cover everything. In the morning in a cafe, then I go to an elderly lady, take care of her, and hang out with her for a few hours. And in the night to the club until 3 am. Straight home and sleep a few hours until my morning job.
“Anna, the boss wants to see you?”
“James?”
“No, the big boss”
“What? He is never here”
“Now he is” Jack is a bartender in the club. Damn it why now? It was my time to leave. I look at myself, my hair is in a ponytail, my mini-black dress is fixed and my light makeup is ok. What does he want now? Outside the door are two big guys, I guess from his security.
“Mr. J asked to see me” One of them opens the door and he shakes his head to walk in.
I see a blonde guy smile at me and James next to him. I look to my left and I see a man sitting in the chair that usually James sits but I guess that big boss sits now. His black hair paired with his dark eyes makes you shiver. Dark beard on his face. Not much just a few days grown. He is the definition of the sexy bad guy you read about in dark novels
“Leave us”
“Sebastian I think…” the blonde guy begins to say but he cuts him off
“Leave us,” he says with a strong tough voice that makes me jump from my spot. The blonde guy and James walk to the door and look at me with sympathy. Am I in trouble? What did I do?
“You are Anna River right?”
“Yes, sir,” I say trying to stay calm. His eyes are darker and I look down. He stands up and walks around his office his hands in his pockets
“I know your father very well” Oh great
“What did he do again?” he leans on the office and he crosses his hands in front of his chest. His built muscles trying to tear his shirt. Oh my God
“I don't like to make fun of me Miss River. And your father has done that for a long time”
“I'm not responsible for him.”
“He said that you can guarantee for him” I sight
“I can't and I won't. I have other problems to deal with and he is not one of them” I say indignantly, I'm tired of him. That job pays well for my mother's treatment and he's going to ruin it all
“If I deal with him that won't end well for him” I should sent him to hell for doing that to me and my mother but he is my father
“Sir, can I be honest with you?” I say and I sense already my eyes with tears. I try to hold back
“Of course”
“I know that you don't care about my problems and it's fine. I mean why does anyone care about me?” I say and he waits for me to continue
“I'm 24. A 24-year-old girl working three jobs to take care of my mother. With a father who doesn't care about anything. This job is the only one that pays enough for her treatment and I don't want to lose it. I can't afford to lose it.” by now my tears falling down my cheeks. I wipe them off
“What can I do to leave him alone without losing my job?”
“What you can give me?” he says staring at me up and down
“I don't have anything” he walked to me and made a circle around me. I feel like prey but for some strange reason I'm not scared
“One night with me. I believe you can give me that” he says and I'm shocked. How he can say it like that?
“Give me that and your father is free and you will keep your job” his dark eyes stare into mine and I don't know what to say
“Anna” hearing him say my name like that doesn't help. New tears fall down my cheeks
“Ok”
“It will not be so bad. Don't cry” he says wiping my tears. His touch is like fire on my chin
“I did a small investigation for you before I met you” he stands in front of me
“I have a question for you. You will answer sincerely” he says and I nod
“I need words”
“Yes sir”
“In my research, I didn't see or hear about boys in your life” Why does he care about that?
“No. No boys” I look down
“So, you've never been with a man”
“No” his hand touched my chin and lift my head to look at him. He smiles
“I just want to know how to handle you,” he says and sits on his office chair
“Tomorrow you have a day off. I will pick you up from your apartment” he says and I walk out of the office
“Are you ok Ann?” James asks
“Yes, Mr. J. Don't worry”
“Don't give him too much attention sweety. He just wants to play the bad guy” the blonde man says and I giggle
“I'm Nathan by the way”
“Anna”
“I have to go now. It's late” I say and I walk fast to the entrance. The cool air hits my face and I can finally breathe
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