Darker Shades of Obsession (BWWM)

Two

Chapter 2

Everything was falling apart!

She was running, and she had been running all her life; everything was falling apart. Her apartment fee had been due for the last six months, and the landlord wasn't heeding her pleas. She could not live on the street, and this State wasn't like her father's country, where you could get accessible apartments anytime or anywhere.

She was given a scholarship at the State university for the last four years, and she was very excited, but if she'd known this was what she would be facing, she would have stayed with her father in her father's country. Well, this State was her mother's, which made her biracial.

Her life had been jumbled-mess since she arrived in this country. She was easily judged by her dark skin colour.

She didn't have a real job apart from freelancing for lazy youths. And that wasn't paying her much. They judged her skin colour and her father's nationality, not her brain. They were men who always had their lustful gaze on her curve, which she hated, but she couldn't do anything.

She was tired, and she was running out of money. She could not call her father because her father was the same as her. A poor human being striving to feed. And her mother was no go area because she did not know who her mother was or where she lived. Whenever she asked her father, he always ended up in tears, which always broke her heart.

She hated her mother because she hadn't been part of her life since she was young.

She wasn't there when she needed her the most.

She wasn't there to talk to her about her periods.

She wasn't there to talk to her about boys.

It was only his father she knew, her father covered both roles, but there was still a part of her that yearned for motherly love.

She was lucky to have the scholarship, but it was on the edge of slipping with work and sleepless nights! And if the chance fell, she would be deported back, and that she didn't wish for!

She hummed a tune her father used to sing to her whenever she was depressed or down as she walked around with a towel wrapped tightly around her body. She walked towards her *Ghana must go* - (a woven luggage bag) to pick an old faded jean skirt and blue polo as her roommate - Belle, barged in, searching for Angelina until her brown eyes met Angelina's grey ones before she squealed happily at her and crushed her in a bear hug.

Isabella, or Belle, was her half-Japanese friend with short blond hair, and they met at the school functions on the first day of resumption in university. She was trying to find the hall when she collided with her friend's petite body, which made them fall to the ground. They both groaned before staring at one another, laughing out loud. They both exchanged numbers, and since then, they have become tight buddies.

"Babe, I've got you a job," Belle chirped, stealing one of Angelina's fries that she left on the nightstand beside her messy bed before slumping on the floor. She swatted Belle's hand away when she stretched her hand to steal another fries.

When Angelina's brain comprehended what her roommate had said earlier before stealing her fries, she screeched, "you got me a job?" she asked doubly.

"Yeah babe," Belle winked at her, "I told you," she smirked with a sly grin.

"What does the work pertain to?" Angelina asked with enthusiasm before feeling down and sighing.

"What happened, sugar? Aren't you happy? But..." Belle frantically asked, and she interrupted her.

"Nothing," she replied dismissively, "The uniform code?"

"Just put on pants and a shirt," Belle answered, crawling towards Angelina's bag, unzipping it as she started to rampage through it. She was taking out a dress, looking at it before throwing it away to take another one.