"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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I got my check from red and immediately changed out of my shorts to a more proper outfit to go see mom's doctor.
"Doctor fred can we proceed with the surgery now?" I asked with a hopeful heart. He sighed and rested his elbows on the table clasping his fingers together.
"I know you are really trying your best dear but we can't commerce with the surgery until you've paid 60% of the bill''.
With the money I got from the man yesterday and the check I received I would be able to pay for her surgery but I couldn't cause I have other bills to take care of.
"But you don't have to worry Angel, I believe you'll be able to do this and the money you deposited can get her admitted into the hospital and we can proceed with her chemotherapy"
I pursed my lips staring blankly at him.
"T-that's a good thing right?" I asked in a hope filled voice and he smiled.
"Yes Angel, your mom's illness hasn't reached a critical stage so we can work with using a chemotherapy before the surgery is done"
I smiled gratefully and got up from the chair along with him.
"Thank you so much doctor, I'll have her admitted by the end of the week".
''That's fine dear" I thanked him again and left. At least there's a line of hope that mom will be fine again.
I really need to work harder, maybe I should take up another job. I need to get her surgery done as soon as possible.
The moment I stepped into the house a buzz from my purse startled me.
I pulled my phone out to see Red's name flashing on the screen. I furrowed my brows at why she would be calling.
I don't have a show today, so--
I swiped my thumb across the screen and accepted the call.
"Hey Angel, I'm sorry for the impromptu call but you're needed in the club at sharp seven"
I felt my brows crease in confusion.
"Why?"
"The manager wants to see you and also come with your resumes"
"My res--
"Okay I'll see you later this evening babe" she didn't give me a chance to ask a question she hung up.
'What's going on? And why'd the manager need my resume'.
I shrugged and went up to my room to search for all my documents.
I searched my room like a mad woman looking for where I had kept my stuff.
"Where the fuck are they?" I groaned in frustration.
"Angel sweetie" her voice made me turn around to find her standing at the door with a smile and I returned it to hide my frustration so she won't have to worry about me.
