Need You Now

Chapter 6: On The Hunt

 If I could get away with murder, Mrs. Charlie would be six feet under in the middle of some forgotten forest. 

The witch had taken it upon herself to reprimand me heavily at the start of my shift last night because I was five minutes late. In addition to that, she informed me she would be docking my pay, for five minutes worth, and she was also cutting my hours. Apparently that was because I had greatly inconvenienced the hag by getting pregnant, and she had to hire another worker. 

To make sure her greedy pockets didn't feel any pay decrease, she gave the new worker half of my shifts at the same pay as me. 

Bitch.

This left me on a desperate job hunt. 

I needed extra employment fast, or by  next month I wouldn't be able to afford my rent and bills plus normal living costs. I had gone to the local library after waking up, using their computers to type up a resume and job search. I had applied to Walmart, Target, gas stations, etc.

 Any posting that I even semi-qualified for, I applied too. 

One particular application caught my eye.

It was for a ranch hand position for a horse rescue and recovery named "DreamCatcher Sanctuary". 

The property was located about thirty-five minutes from my apartment and on the far outskirts of the city. Reading through what would be expected if employed, it became glaringly clear that I was woefully unqualified. 

There was no way that I would ever even be considered for this job. 

The pay was double what I was making now though. The hours were the same, only during the daytime; 630AM to 5PM Monday through Friday. 

The main responsibilities included daily care and maintenance for the horses housed in the sanctuary and their living areas. Honestly, the physical aspect of it didn't worry me one bit. If I could spend hours scrubbing bathrooms on my knees, rushing between rooms, and up and down stairs, then I could do this. I could quit my current job, get my weekends back, and still make more money than I was. 

Whether I got the position or not, I would regret not applying for it.

Four hours, and fifteen applications later, I was sitting on my couch in my hot living room gulping down prenatal pills. I had a baby name book that I swiped from a thrift store on my way home and was pursuing it, circling names that I liked. My phone buzzed on the cushion beside me and I thought for a moment it might have been Marc texting me. I still hadn't heard from him but it had only been a day. 

When the phone continued to buzz though I realized it was a call from an unknown number.

"Hello, is this Ms. Rosalia Bosques?" 

The voice was gentle, but deep.

"Yes, this is her. Who's calling?" I responded with curiosity coating my tone.

"Hi! I am Corey, the general manager for Dreamcatcher Sanctuary. I'm calling about your recent application and would like to schedule an interview for you with our owner. He gets final say in who we hire." 

My jaw dropped.

 I had expected calls from the other jobs I applied to, but not the one job I actually wanted. 

This was almost too good to be true.

"Oh my god. Yes, of course. I'm available anytime." 

My response was met by a low chuckle. I couldn't help the blush that heated my face. 

Thank god this person couldn't see me.

"Does tomorrow morning at 9 sound good?" He questioned. 

I could hear clicking in the background as if he was typing on a computer.

"Yes, sir. Absolutely, I will be there." I said quickly grabbing a stray piece of paper and writing down the time and address of the ranch. 

After saying goodbye, and hanging up the phone, I couldn't help the excited squeal that escaped me. I couldn't quit my job just yet, and there was a very real possibility that the owner would realize I was 100% unqualified, but I felt good. 

I was being given a chance. I would not let it slip through my fingers without a fight. 

A/N: severely unedited & short. I'm sorry; hope you enjoyed anyways!