"ꜰᴜᴄᴋ ᴍᴇ ʀᴀᴜʟ" ɪ ᴡʜɪꜱᴘᴇʀᴇᴅ ᴡʜɪʟᴇ ʟᴏᴏᴋɪɴɢ ᴀᴛ ʜɪᴍ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ ᴍʏ ʟᴀꜱʜᴇꜱ.
Angel's life has been quite a roller coaster ride since she graduated with an exceptional degree from one of the finest schools in her hometown.
Securing employment proved to be ch...
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The heavy clap of the thunder made me wake up from my sleep. I stretched out lazily and got up from the bed heading to the window. I drew the curtains open to be met by the angry rain pour and dark clouds.
My stomach grumbled and I checked the time to see it was past nine already. I went into the bathroom to freshen up.
Not forgetting to lock the door cause I have a mannerless brother who would literally barge in here like the jerk he is.
I sat in front of the dresser and dried my hair up. I wore a blue over sized jersey i stole from him and a pair of black shorts.
My nostrils were attacked by the sweet scent of mom's meal. I got to the kitchen to find her performing her magic behind the cooker.
I went behind her and wrapped my arms around her neck giving her a kiss on the cheek.
"Morning mom" she turned around still in my hold and smiled at me.
"Morning sweetie, how was your night?" I smiled in reply and went to towards the fridge to get a bottle of cool water.
"Angel" she called while I gulped on the bottle of water.
"Yes mom" I replied once the liquid flowed down into my throat. "You were home late last night dear" she stated making me freeze in my spot.
How did she know that? I thought she was asleep.
"M-mom i had to work over time, the work load yesterday was too much and my boss--- she switched the cooker off and came over to me pulling my hands in hers.
"I understand sweetie but you need to stop over stressing yourself else you'll get old soon and start having wrinkles like me" she tried cracking a joke but of course I didn't buy it.
"Mom" I called in a quiet voice and cupped her cheeks.
"You know you're beautiful" I complimented her and a laugh cracked from her lips and from the tone I could tell it wasn't genuine.
"Oh C'mon honey, don't flatter me. Look at me, my hair is all dry and my face is getting wrinkled but you know that's part of ageing, one day I'll start getting my gray hair and--- "Mom" I broke into a sob and threw my arms around her neck.
I knew her illness was affecting her but she tries so hard to conceal it. I can't afford to lose my mother, she's just in her early forties and she looks like she's in her sixties already and I am determined to get her treated as soon as possible.
She slowly pulled me away and held my cheeks.
"Sweetie don't worry about me so much I'll be fine" she whispered and I glared at her through my teary eyes.
"Stop lying to me mom, I know you aren't fine on the inside but don't worry I'll make everything okay again" I wiped the tears off her cheeks and kissed her forehead.
