Jamie's Survival

Two.

I walked into the house , the TV was loud enough, I could hear it downstairs and the sitting room looked like a snack war just ended. Food, paper plate, empty pizza box, cans and juice was all over the place.
"Ava.. Ella.. mom" I called.

I switched off the television putting down the shopping bags.

"Jamie, are you home?" Mom wheeled out of her room. She had been in the wheelchair since our father died two years ago. They had a fatal accident that left her cripple and Dad dead. I had to quit medical school to come look after her and my younger sisters.

"Where's Ava and Bella? Why is the house looking so dirty?" I asked kissing her cheeks.

"They had a big fight yesterday and Ava haven't been home since then, I kept calling you and you weren't picking, I didn't know what to do" She said

"Where's Bee?" I asked.
*I'm here"she came downstairs.

" Why is everywhere a mess? "I asked.

" Ava had a sleepover day before yesterday, I told her to clean up and she got angry and left"Bella replied.

" I hope she never comes back then"I said picking up trash.

" You told us you were going on an audition. Why are you coming home after the weekend? "Mom asked.

" I got a job,I got an agency too.. mom.. I got a big deal that will be paying off insurance and rent.. mom, I hit big"I smiled.

" It's not prostitution right? "Bella asked.

" Watch your language young lady"mom shouted.

I brought out a magazine throwing it at Bella.
" That's me on the second page"I smiled.

" Oh my God"Bella shouted hugging me tightly.

"mom, I'm going to take care of you, I'll get you the best treatment and therapy... We are gonna be finally happy"I hugged her.

The door opened and Ava walked in.
" Look who finally decided to come home"Ella looked at her.

" I look like I'm interrupting some private family moment"Ava said.

" Ava, please clean up the mess you and your friends made.. I'm tired and going to rest" I stood up

" Okay baby"mom Smiled at me.
I went to my room. I moved downstairs with my mom  so she wouldn't have to be alone.
I sat in front of my mirror smiling at myself.
My phone vibrated and I looked at the message.
See you tomorrow by six, people liked your shoot and want you in the front cover of their next week magazine, come to the penthouse
Steve

    I looked at my reflection and smiled. I knew all I needed was a good agency to make it big and I have it now.
After we had sex in his car, Steve had taken me to the penthouse uptown and after a night of sex, he took me to his company where I signed two years contract.

My dream was right in front me after all every disappointment is a blessing or was it not?