Love, Life and Loss (Undergoing Editing)

Chapter 12

Chapter 12

Telling your boss you want to quit after begging him for the position and only working for a few weeks is never gonna be an easy thing, so when I went there today I never expected him to be so calm about it.

"I'm really sorry, I don't want to quit but it's outta my hands"

"It's fine Jayda there will always be a job here for you though I hope you know that"

"Thank you"

Smiling at him me and Belle went over to see Mrs Josephine she gave me a right earful for just leaving like that but told me there was always a bed here for us both. I got Reese's number from her because if I have to leave Belle with someone and it can't be Mrs Josephine it will be him. Reaching back home I dialled his number and waited for him to answer.

"You're talking to Reese"

"Do you always pick up the phone like that?"

"Yes now who is Reese talking to?"

"It's Jayda"

"Oh ok so what do you want"

"Could you look after Belle while I'm at work tonight please?"

"Sure I've got to go out though so I'll swing by Mrs Josephine's place and pick her up-"

"We're not stayin there anymore we've moved back in without mum"

"Oh ok so I can swing by there then what time do you need to leave?"

"Um I'm gonna leave at around 8:45 so can you get here for 8:30?"

"Yeah that's fine I'll swing round and pick her up then"

"Alright well this is my number so save it please and I'm the only emergency contact"

"Ok that's fine I'll see you both later then"

Hanging up the phone I got Abira's rucksack and put in some toys and her colouring book with pencils in case she got bored. Looking at the time I have 2 hours till I had to be at the club and 1 and a half before Reese came round so I decided to cook. Not wanting to cook much I did a simple fry up and called Belle to eat. We cleared up and sat down to watch TV until Reese came. After about an hour Tanya came home and yelled at me for not being dressed. Bitch I got clothes on don’t I so I'm dressed but I still followed her up the stairs and to the bedroom while she sifted through my clothes; pulling out my white crop top she took a pair of scissors and cropped it even more so it was showing the bottom of my bra.

"What the hell are you doing?! I paid good money for that not for you to chop it up"

"Jayda you are working at a CLUB! That little thing wasn't gonna attract anyone"

"Well I fucking like being under the radar I'm not like your slutty self"

She kissed her teeth and carried on going through my stuff. Not being able to find something so walked off and came back with a piece of fabric that I think is meant to be a skirt.

"This should fit you" throwing it over to me I threw it the hell back

"I'm not wearing that"

"You fucking will"

"Look bitch of you're making me wear my now ruined t-shirt then I'm not wearing that poor excuse of a skirt"

Pulling on my poor top I picked up a grey pair of skinny jeans and put them on grabbing a large top that I usually wear to bed I put that on top I refuse to walk around the street looking like a prostitute.